Letting go

So I saw my therapist again tonight.

I spent another £40 on a session during which I talked about him and his problems. She told me that I had to start thinking about me and let go of him. I don't want to.

I don't want to acknowledge that he is out of my life. I feel so sad at knowing that I have to accept that.

It was my decision and my choice and my sanity depended upon it.

So why do I feel so overwhelmingly sad?