Celayne
Well known member
I've been seeing her for three years. I think I have been close to feeling 100% healed for a least a year, but I liked the security blanket of knowing I always had another appointment coming up "just in case". In fact, most of the times in the past year when appointment day came, I would wish I hadn't booked it but I didn't want to be a last minute cancellation. I would have to pay anyway, and I didn't want to burn bridges.
Now she is going on maternity leave. I've known about it for a couple of months and was actually glad for the upcoming break. Earlier, we talked about referring me to a different therapist but I didn't want to do that. I was ready to go it alone, and she agreed. It sounded like we would just have a longish break but it wasn't The End. This week, though, it sounded very final and "this is goodbye, good luck to you".
It all seemed so great, so freeing. Cured! I was so happy after our final appointment! I was ready to move on. Now with this unpleasant and anxiety-provoking flare up of my symptoms, I am not so sure. Is it fear of the unknown? My brain feeling rejected, abandoned? The anxiety of a major change?
I've done all this before and come through it just great. Mentally and emotionally, I've felt 100% healed; physically 95% but I thought the physical would follow the rest eventually. Today, I've felt back at Square One, although that isn't possible. I have learned too much in the pst several years.
Just writing this has calmed me down, let me explore the feelings I wasn't acknowledging.
If anyone else has had a similar experience after ending therapy, I'd like to hear about it.
Celayne
Now she is going on maternity leave. I've known about it for a couple of months and was actually glad for the upcoming break. Earlier, we talked about referring me to a different therapist but I didn't want to do that. I was ready to go it alone, and she agreed. It sounded like we would just have a longish break but it wasn't The End. This week, though, it sounded very final and "this is goodbye, good luck to you".
It all seemed so great, so freeing. Cured! I was so happy after our final appointment! I was ready to move on. Now with this unpleasant and anxiety-provoking flare up of my symptoms, I am not so sure. Is it fear of the unknown? My brain feeling rejected, abandoned? The anxiety of a major change?
I've done all this before and come through it just great. Mentally and emotionally, I've felt 100% healed; physically 95% but I thought the physical would follow the rest eventually. Today, I've felt back at Square One, although that isn't possible. I have learned too much in the pst several years.
Just writing this has calmed me down, let me explore the feelings I wasn't acknowledging.
If anyone else has had a similar experience after ending therapy, I'd like to hear about it.
Celayne