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Taylor30313
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I've heard what everyone has said and Im thankful for the time you have all taken.
It might help to have a little background. I was forced to move here to Florida. Because I was living with my parents and my situation was hostile at best. And it was showing in me. I was cutting and trying to take my own life.. It was just bad for reasons I wont get into here. So my aunt and uncle reached out to me. And I took the out-reached hand. But I was still wounded, despite the change in situation. So the introduced me to T. He is a friend of theirs through Rotary and maybe just in him knowing then made it inappropriate, but let me make it clear that he wasn't like coming to my/their house and drinking, etc kind of friend.. He was a friend from afar with his own circles... Now, with that said he was/is(?) a good person. He helps so many people, I honestly didn't know how he did it. I don't have insurance. And he counseled free of charge because he liked me and wanted to help me. So our set up was a little unique. He was my therapist but.... And that's super, that's great! He owes me nothing. Except I let myself trust him. And I gave him that power. And I just feel so stupid. When we would have sessions it was great. We could have meaningful conversations and I had someone to talk to. But from the beginning it was never set time wise. We'd meet and then a couple weeks later we'd be able to get together again. Then he'd be on a mission helping people in Brazil or some place and we'd meet a month later.
Then, my life got a lot worse. My dad became very ill from drinking his whole life and died a week later. A few months after that I would try to meet with T and he would be unavailable. After that he finally told me about his new job. That's when I thanked him for the time he'd gifted to me and basically said goodbye even though I was really crushed. His response was that he promised me we were in it for the long run and that it wasn't goodbye. But here we are and I haven't heard from him in months.
Thanks to the people who tried to help by saying I should get another therapist, but I cant afford one.
It might help to have a little background. I was forced to move here to Florida. Because I was living with my parents and my situation was hostile at best. And it was showing in me. I was cutting and trying to take my own life.. It was just bad for reasons I wont get into here. So my aunt and uncle reached out to me. And I took the out-reached hand. But I was still wounded, despite the change in situation. So the introduced me to T. He is a friend of theirs through Rotary and maybe just in him knowing then made it inappropriate, but let me make it clear that he wasn't like coming to my/their house and drinking, etc kind of friend.. He was a friend from afar with his own circles... Now, with that said he was/is(?) a good person. He helps so many people, I honestly didn't know how he did it. I don't have insurance. And he counseled free of charge because he liked me and wanted to help me. So our set up was a little unique. He was my therapist but.... And that's super, that's great! He owes me nothing. Except I let myself trust him. And I gave him that power. And I just feel so stupid. When we would have sessions it was great. We could have meaningful conversations and I had someone to talk to. But from the beginning it was never set time wise. We'd meet and then a couple weeks later we'd be able to get together again. Then he'd be on a mission helping people in Brazil or some place and we'd meet a month later.
Then, my life got a lot worse. My dad became very ill from drinking his whole life and died a week later. A few months after that I would try to meet with T and he would be unavailable. After that he finally told me about his new job. That's when I thanked him for the time he'd gifted to me and basically said goodbye even though I was really crushed. His response was that he promised me we were in it for the long run and that it wasn't goodbye. But here we are and I haven't heard from him in months.
Thanks to the people who tried to help by saying I should get another therapist, but I cant afford one.