Had to say Goodbye. . .

Last night was my last counseling session, and I had to say goodbye to my amazingly supportive counselor. As I have mentioned before the sessions were through a free volunteer service, and were limited to 3 phone sessions. I have an option to go to 6 closed group therapy sessions, but they are almost an hour away from my home, and I am not sure if it's logistically feasible. I am truly greatful for the sessions, especially since I probably could not have afforded them on my own, but I feel like it's almost cruel to stop at only 3; I felt like I was only just beginning to heal.
This has been a truly trying week, and I feel like this was just an unnecessary blow. I would have been 6 months this week, and she listened to my tears with such compassion and understanding. Who will listen to me cry on my due date?
I feel so alone and afraid.