On this, the second anniversary of starting my blog, I wanted to share with you a photo with a quote that encapsulates this painful, terrifying, wonderful process of recovery and therapy, which I have been writing about for the last two years. It shows why the way we navigate through this process is not by means of a route indicated on a map; but by means of a relationship, built together with another person. A very special sort of person called a therapist. This blog and this writing is dedicated to my own special person, my therapist who I love dearly. Everything I have written over the last two years is in one way or another a product of our relationship – it is a record of our work, as it manifests in my thoughts, feelings, words and actions. I am very thankful for the work already done, for the work still to do, and for her  unwavering commitment to me throughout, even when I doubted it most. She may be my ‘safe place’ but we both know that therapy is not the ultimate destination  – yet to know her even for a few years is a privilege and something I would not have wanted to miss out on. She helps me to grasp new ways of seeing things all the time, not least about love – its presence, and its presence in absence. I am so grateful for her; and I am looking forward to sharing with you whatever the next two years and new ways of seeing things, may bring.