Hi
@desiderata310 i have a different perspective than the other posters. I’ve been in your place and I’ll just share that with you as it has now been 15 years that I moved from New Hampshire to Maine. When I moved I stayed on a two week meeting face to face with my t for 2 hours. Moving changed everything in my life. My profession changed, I opened my own clinic and had to learn to be a business woman, owner, tech, everything in a state I had no contacts in. I was overwhelmed. The house I bought needed to be restored which sounded like fun and I found a carpenter right away. I am disabled and my case for Voc/Rehab got transferred to Maine Voc/Rehab. I lucked out getting a counselor that we worked really well together. I was still driving 2 hours back to NH for therapy, I still had PTSD and depression and self harm history. Things changed though when the carpenter and I started a romantic relationship. It was all fun at first rebuilding this house as time went on he started being abusive. I wasn’t dealing with it didn’t want to bother my old t with it. I ended up in the ER twice for suicide attempts then put in an intensive out patient program. My old t was fading away I needed help in the here and now. We talked on the phone but that’s no substitute for face to face. I was now terrified of this man.
I broke down in my Voc/Rehab counselors office. I could not go on I was goin to kill myself. There was no other options to get away from him. She gave me the number of a therapist she knew because one of her clients with a history similar to mine really did well with her. So we got hooked up and we worked on keeping me alive and building a business. I still went to see t number 1 but less and less and then we said we can be friends now. I had good support. No trauma work just stabilization and support in getting rid of the asshole.
That t took an administrative position and had to give up her practice. She said she’d give me phone calls until I find a new therapist. She had been telling me to try EMDR and I got a business card handed to me with this guys name and number. Finally after a year I called him. He’s a trauma specialist, the best person for me. It was kismet that he had room for me. I’ve been with him for 6 years. I’m better I’m getting the appropriate treatment and he is genuine and kind. I still call therapist number 1. Thought I could never live without him, but in hindsight I am now with a level headed, brilliant therapist who allows me to call or email whenever I needed. I have learned so many skills from him, he encourages body work like yoga and reiki.
For me I had to lose two t’s to get to the right one. I know how stressful making a long move, not as long as yours though!! In time I have made some friends, my business is successful. I’m the boss so I bring my dog to work with me. I live 2 blocks from the ocean. I still need a therapist because I have complex PTSD I need somebody sane to share the shame and guilt and dissociation with.
Never say never. Getting a traumas specialist was the best idea I’ve ever had. Finding one? Try the rape and assault agency in your area and ask for the names of a couple of therapists. When it’s time, you will have somewhere to start. I needed so much support when I moved and the fiasco with the carpenter. Sometimes I still call my local agency’s hotline if I’m feeling suicidal. They get it. They’ve been in my shoes. They know slot about good therapists vs bad ones. Then you and your west coast therapist can stay in touch during the transition.