angel2write
Diamond Member
Considering how hard it was for me to start therapy and how much I didn't want to do it.... I'm really missing my therapist.
She's on maternity. The interim person is too happy or something. She chirps. If I wanted a chirpy therapist, I'd have hired a bird. She also makes me sit on the couch. I don't like to sit on the couch- it's too hard to escape from. She's between me and the door, too. And she asks these really inane questions. She makes it sound like she thinks I'm making things up. Or something. She has my file. Couldn't she read it? Or at least some of it?
I miss my regular person. She doesn't treat me like an idiot. She let me pick my chair. She doesn't sit too close. Her room is nice and dark so I don't feel like I need sunglasses to sit in there. It's calm and quiet and she doesn't mind if I stop talking sometimes to try and get my breathing under control.
I canceled my appointment with the temp this week, and now I kind of regret it because I feel like my brain is coming unsewed. I miss having someone who's used to dealing with trauma survivors, though. This lady specialized in children. She has an office full of Dr. Seuss books and toys. The toys kind of creep me out. She was a kindergarten teacher. Did I mention she chirps? :cautious:
Oh, ignore me. I'm just whining. Two more months until my first lady comes back from the baby. I sure hope she does come back from the baby, or I'm going to have to start over trying to find someone. I'm scared that after she has the baby she won't want to talk to me. This is paranoia, and I know it, but I'm still afraid.
Like I said. Whining.
She's on maternity. The interim person is too happy or something. She chirps. If I wanted a chirpy therapist, I'd have hired a bird. She also makes me sit on the couch. I don't like to sit on the couch- it's too hard to escape from. She's between me and the door, too. And she asks these really inane questions. She makes it sound like she thinks I'm making things up. Or something. She has my file. Couldn't she read it? Or at least some of it?
I miss my regular person. She doesn't treat me like an idiot. She let me pick my chair. She doesn't sit too close. Her room is nice and dark so I don't feel like I need sunglasses to sit in there. It's calm and quiet and she doesn't mind if I stop talking sometimes to try and get my breathing under control.
I canceled my appointment with the temp this week, and now I kind of regret it because I feel like my brain is coming unsewed. I miss having someone who's used to dealing with trauma survivors, though. This lady specialized in children. She has an office full of Dr. Seuss books and toys. The toys kind of creep me out. She was a kindergarten teacher. Did I mention she chirps? :cautious:
Oh, ignore me. I'm just whining. Two more months until my first lady comes back from the baby. I sure hope she does come back from the baby, or I'm going to have to start over trying to find someone. I'm scared that after she has the baby she won't want to talk to me. This is paranoia, and I know it, but I'm still afraid.
Like I said. Whining.