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I Suck At This....

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Leigh925

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Let me start by saying my therapist and I have been working on my attachment issues for a while. I fall into anxious ambivalent attachment style.

My mother struggled with serious mental illness and drug dependency until she passed away from on overdose four years ago. She would often disappear for days, weeks and left for good when I was 14. Lack of supervision made me an easy target for the molester living next door..beginning at age four.

So I understand why I have such a hard time with people leaving. I am working on that. I get the "opportunity" to work on this when my therapist travels. I hate it.

What frustrates me so much is that I also struggle when I leave...for vacations and other things. I will plan trips and be so excited about it and then panic about two days before and beat myself up for making plans. I make myself go anyway. I am miserable until I get to my destination and then I ease into it and then I am grateful I made myself do it.

The weird thing is....when I am on the way home I equally freak out. Coming home is so triggering. I have so much anxiety. Getting back to the first session with my therapist is sheer torture. I will have panic attacks, dissociate and even throw up from the stress of it. However the appt is usually fine and I am always glad I went. Usually it takes about three sessions to settle back in and feel okay again.

My therapist will often send me a text or call me when I get back to town because he knows I will be in panic or run away mode until I get to that first appointment. I am always tempted to just quit and never go again. But I am always relieved to talk to him even though I am scared to death to answer the phone. The first few times I wouldn't answer the phone and would just listen to any voicemail he might leave.

Yesterday I got home from a trip and was so proud of myself because I thought I was doing better. But I was only home a short time before I was triggered and dissociating. I messaged my therapist and he called and I made myself answer and I do feel better.

I love to travel so much. I love discovering new places and being immersed in other cultures and expanding my world view but I have to figure out how to not be so miserable coming and going. It takes so much out of me and I am missing out on being fully present during these opportunities.

The fact that I ever allowed myself to get attached to my therapist at all is a miracle. But I don't like the anxiety of caring about someone.

I am capable. I have been married for 25 years. My husband travels for work and I have had enough "exposure therapy" with his business trips that I trust that he will come home. I do still have anxiety that things will be different with him when I come home.

It is worse with my therapist but I recognize that I see him as a parent figure.

Anyone else have just as much trouble coming home as they do when someone else leaves? Any coping skills you use to ease in and out of the comings and goings? I suck at this!
 
Gosh, I do the same thing! I have tons of anxiety coming and going!!! It is crazy. If I am driving somewhere, the first 3 hours I spend panic sticken and I really don't know why!!! It totally sucks! It takes me a day or two when I get there to settle in and then the same when I get home. It is crazy.... Wish I could help, but I can only tell you I suffer the same way.
 
I have a really difficult time walking out my front door and walking back in again. I am certain that the walking back in part has to do with an old 'I have no idea what to expect when I walk in that door' feeling, which has been validated through documentation of my past; first two years. Do you perhaps have a skeleton in the closet from a period in time where there were issues with you walking into danger?
 
an old 'I have no idea what to expect when I walk in that door' feeling,

I definitely have that feeling. My mom wasn't the only one leaving. We were sent away a lot to live with other relatives....maybe the coming home from that is my skeleton. Just as I was thinking about your question and thinking about one of the times coming home I felt my face flush and a feeling of shame wash over me. I think I often felt embarrassed or ashamed that I wasn't enough of whatever for my parents to take care of me. Or like I had been in trouble (I hadn't...I tried to be perfect so they would love me. I wouldn't dare cause trouble) but I don't know if coming home to face them was as relieving as it should have been. And I often remember wondering what my mom was going to be like when we got there. Would she shower us with attention because she felt guilty or would she sleep for days and avoid eye contact because she felt ashamed???

So I am sure that has a lot to do with it...I just don't know how to fix it. My husband and therapist have repeatedly modeled good exams of how someone can still be steady and the same when you get back but I just can't get my brain to believe it I guess.
 
And I often remember wondering what my mom was going to be like when we got there.
Yes. This. It is much easier to come home to an asshole that will always be an asshole (especially with the 'be perfect' part of you). So much more difficult walking in through that door and not know (or be unqualified to know) how you would need to react to whatever was inside.
 
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It is much easier to come home to an asshole that will always be an asshole (especially with the 'be perfect' part of you).

My therapist said that he has found in his practice that patients who consistently had crappy parenting actually faired a little better than patients whose parents were sometimes good and sometimes bad because they just automatically knew they couldn't depend on their parents for anything.

Sometimes my mom was great....mostly when she was manic...a couple of times she threw me the most amazing birthday parties...or made Christmas wonderful....but I was always suspicious because I never knew when the other part of her was coming and I always wished and dreamed for the part of her that loved me to show up as kids often do. I was chronically disappointed.
 
who consistently had crappy parenting actually faired a little better than patients whose parents were sometimes good and sometimes bad because they just automatically knew they couldn't depend on their parents for anything.
This is enlightening information for me. Thank you. It allows me to see things just a little more clearly.

Never a problem in responding if I think I can add to the conversation through my own experiences. I hope this helps you some....
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