Totally on the same page with you! Went to therapy several years ago bc of failed relationships, bad choices, wild living but never got into what happened to me as a 5 yr old. I quit and figured I wasn't getting much out of it only to continue with the chaos I called "my life." Several years passed and I went back bc of EXTREME circumstances and I was afraid I was going off the deep end but now I have a child and my desire to be a good parent was more than being messed up.
So, I returned to the same lady which I must say is like eating crow bc I wasn't the easiest patient I am sure. I refused meds for depression years earlier, I wouldn't really do what she suggested, etc., so I am quite sure the day I quit she probably had a party! However, she had always been trustworthy which I had NEVER before had in any relationship and that is why I called her. She graciously fit me in quickly realizing it had been nearly a decade since I had seen her and I must be really bad to call her. During the process, I revealed the things I hadn't talked about before along with many other things I thought I wouldn't ever tell. In some ways it was liberating, but it was also very scary. To this day I haven't told anyone else including my husband.
I can tell you that somedays I feel overwhelmed by memories that flood in like the water that sunk the Titanic! Somedays I feel confident that I will be ok. It is a process and one that you should have, at least, your therapist to trust and talk to about things. Trust, for people like us, is as valuable as a brick of gold in today's economy. It is hard to come by and not cheap!
I encourage you to keep up the good work and take it slow if that is what your T thinks is best. Trust that they have your best interest at heart! Sending loads of strength and well wishes your way! (())
So, I returned to the same lady which I must say is like eating crow bc I wasn't the easiest patient I am sure. I refused meds for depression years earlier, I wouldn't really do what she suggested, etc., so I am quite sure the day I quit she probably had a party! However, she had always been trustworthy which I had NEVER before had in any relationship and that is why I called her. She graciously fit me in quickly realizing it had been nearly a decade since I had seen her and I must be really bad to call her. During the process, I revealed the things I hadn't talked about before along with many other things I thought I wouldn't ever tell. In some ways it was liberating, but it was also very scary. To this day I haven't told anyone else including my husband.
I can tell you that somedays I feel overwhelmed by memories that flood in like the water that sunk the Titanic! Somedays I feel confident that I will be ok. It is a process and one that you should have, at least, your therapist to trust and talk to about things. Trust, for people like us, is as valuable as a brick of gold in today's economy. It is hard to come by and not cheap!
I encourage you to keep up the good work and take it slow if that is what your T thinks is best. Trust that they have your best interest at heart! Sending loads of strength and well wishes your way! (())