This is very humiliating, and painful, and shameful, to write about. I just have to say that upfront.
I have 0 prior lifetime experience of healthy human attachment, trust or any form of safe enduring interpersonal bond. I think I have formed something resembling this with my therapist over a period of several years. He is probably my "stable emotional base" and is very almost my only consistent social contact thesedays.
While our relationship is a little atypical on the surface, his boundaries are rock solid and he is beyond reproach in terms of professionalism. He is an excellent trauma therapist and we have done very very good work together. The below issues have in no way been reinforced by him and I don't believe he has done anything to cause or worsen them.
At times I struggle with separation anxiety when we part, or at various times between sessions. Not surprisingly, the more I am struggling emotionally, triggered or otherwise unwell, the worse this is.
Currently it is worse than it's ever been. The past few times I have seen him, I have literally suffered virtual panic attacks and complete emotional meltdown at the point of our parting.
Yesterday he dropped me home, partly because I was so unwell and not coping. I was trying to get out of the car and couldn't. I was crying uncontrollably, couldn't breathe, was shaking so much I couldn't hold onto the door handle and felt choked and gripped with pain and frozen fire all over my body. It went on forever.
This has happened a lot lately. I am in the process of losing an enormous part of the only security I have ever known in my life in circumstances which directly deal with a significant recent trauma in a very volatile way. There is also some faint threat to our ongoing relationship, though he assures me that he will find a way to manage this. Not surprisingly, I find it hard to internalise this reassurance and am deeply terrified of losing him. I am prone to significant abandonment issues and emotional flashbacks and I know that this separation issue is somehow tied up with all of that.
But it's terrible. it's terrifying, and humiliating, and out of control. It leaves me with waves of grief panic that last hours and leave me very unsafe and sometimes very suicidal in the end.
He knows this, though for obvious reasons it's something I'm not good at talking about. He is very perceptive, patient, stable and reassuring with me. He tries to create safe stable parting routines and to keep me moving and talking through this process where possible, but when it's bad, this isn't enough. When it's at its worst, he waits and doesn't pressure me until I can calm down a little, even when I know it makes him late and wastes his time.
I'm rambling. I'm sorry. I feel very very desperate and upset about this.
I guess I'm after... anything really. Experiences? Thoughts? Experiences of separation anxiety? With a therapist, or maybe just with anyone? Suggestions of things I could do, or maybe even that he could do. I suspect he is at a bit of a loss too, as I don't imagine most of his clients behave like this.
Sorry for the very frantic post.
Maddog
I have 0 prior lifetime experience of healthy human attachment, trust or any form of safe enduring interpersonal bond. I think I have formed something resembling this with my therapist over a period of several years. He is probably my "stable emotional base" and is very almost my only consistent social contact thesedays.
While our relationship is a little atypical on the surface, his boundaries are rock solid and he is beyond reproach in terms of professionalism. He is an excellent trauma therapist and we have done very very good work together. The below issues have in no way been reinforced by him and I don't believe he has done anything to cause or worsen them.
At times I struggle with separation anxiety when we part, or at various times between sessions. Not surprisingly, the more I am struggling emotionally, triggered or otherwise unwell, the worse this is.
Currently it is worse than it's ever been. The past few times I have seen him, I have literally suffered virtual panic attacks and complete emotional meltdown at the point of our parting.
Yesterday he dropped me home, partly because I was so unwell and not coping. I was trying to get out of the car and couldn't. I was crying uncontrollably, couldn't breathe, was shaking so much I couldn't hold onto the door handle and felt choked and gripped with pain and frozen fire all over my body. It went on forever.
This has happened a lot lately. I am in the process of losing an enormous part of the only security I have ever known in my life in circumstances which directly deal with a significant recent trauma in a very volatile way. There is also some faint threat to our ongoing relationship, though he assures me that he will find a way to manage this. Not surprisingly, I find it hard to internalise this reassurance and am deeply terrified of losing him. I am prone to significant abandonment issues and emotional flashbacks and I know that this separation issue is somehow tied up with all of that.
But it's terrible. it's terrifying, and humiliating, and out of control. It leaves me with waves of grief panic that last hours and leave me very unsafe and sometimes very suicidal in the end.
He knows this, though for obvious reasons it's something I'm not good at talking about. He is very perceptive, patient, stable and reassuring with me. He tries to create safe stable parting routines and to keep me moving and talking through this process where possible, but when it's bad, this isn't enough. When it's at its worst, he waits and doesn't pressure me until I can calm down a little, even when I know it makes him late and wastes his time.
I'm rambling. I'm sorry. I feel very very desperate and upset about this.
I guess I'm after... anything really. Experiences? Thoughts? Experiences of separation anxiety? With a therapist, or maybe just with anyone? Suggestions of things I could do, or maybe even that he could do. I suspect he is at a bit of a loss too, as I don't imagine most of his clients behave like this.
Sorry for the very frantic post.
Maddog