Today my therapist from twenty years ago is coming over. This is T that saw me through the most major PTSD breakdown to date. Have to add the one I am in is running a close second! She did a case review for the VA claim. Sent me a copy at my request (VA loves to lose stuff). That blew me away because a lot of the stuff I didn't remember...and is back again.
She is bringing me my file since she thought I might like having my writings...even though we both know it could be a time bomb for me. But I wanted them to either dispose of...help new T... or maybe someday write a book.
Quite honestly, I owe this woman my life. And I haven't seen her in 13 years. I am pretty nervous. Also freaking about the files. I have an extraordinary ability to bury stuff and fast. Now that container is leaking like a sieve. But now I will have stuff I slammed the door on again after therapy and I thought I was "cured". I really need to get further down the road with my healing...I know that. This is an opportunity. But man, I am scared sh**less!
Thoughts???
She is bringing me my file since she thought I might like having my writings...even though we both know it could be a time bomb for me. But I wanted them to either dispose of...help new T... or maybe someday write a book.
Quite honestly, I owe this woman my life. And I haven't seen her in 13 years. I am pretty nervous. Also freaking about the files. I have an extraordinary ability to bury stuff and fast. Now that container is leaking like a sieve. But now I will have stuff I slammed the door on again after therapy and I thought I was "cured". I really need to get further down the road with my healing...I know that. This is an opportunity. But man, I am scared sh**less!
Thoughts???