I had a session with a new therapist today after being out on my own for a while. A little uncomfortable. Her hairstyle and dress were very, uh, career womanish, which I felt was maybe inappropriate for a therapist. Think the mother from American Beauty. Maybe it's just me, but I feel judged by people with that image for some reason. I digress. It wasn't an immediate click, but she was better than the last two I consulted with, so I committed to another session with her.
The thing is I've been feeling pretty good for the last couple weeks, and the session sort of ruined it. I've been in a groove, a routine of rising earlier, working, self care, solitary pursuits, walks in the evening, and meditation. In general, I've felt more stable and peaceful than I have in a while. Of course there are moments when I see or hear something that triggers me and some horrible memory comes up, and I think, "I really need to process this. I should get back in therapy."
I came home from the session exhausted and fell asleep, then woke up feeling terrified and alone. I remember this from the last round of therapy--the coming home worn out, falling asleep, waking up to some vivid bad memory and terror. I'm missing the relative peace I'd been enjoying and wondering if I'm making the right decision going back into therapy. Thoughts?
The thing is I've been feeling pretty good for the last couple weeks, and the session sort of ruined it. I've been in a groove, a routine of rising earlier, working, self care, solitary pursuits, walks in the evening, and meditation. In general, I've felt more stable and peaceful than I have in a while. Of course there are moments when I see or hear something that triggers me and some horrible memory comes up, and I think, "I really need to process this. I should get back in therapy."
I came home from the session exhausted and fell asleep, then woke up feeling terrified and alone. I remember this from the last round of therapy--the coming home worn out, falling asleep, waking up to some vivid bad memory and terror. I'm missing the relative peace I'd been enjoying and wondering if I'm making the right decision going back into therapy. Thoughts?