My therapist cancelled an hour before our session. It has never happened before and he said he wasn't feeling good....but if it was going to be triggering for me we could still meet but we would have a better session if we met when he was feeling better. We are meeting tomorrow instead.
He had already moved my appointment up by two hours a couple of days ago. I had to reschedule my patients and run around like a crazy woman the last two hours of work just to make it on time today.
I was frazzled and in pain (from a recent surgery) because I didn't eat and ran around without taking breaks just to be there.
Also I just got back from a vacation. I always have a hard time settling back into therapy when I get home. This time was particularly hard and so I emailed him and told him that I really was having a hard time and I needed things to be as consistent as possible. He sent back a message and said lets have a special reunion session and he would bring ice cream and give the littles something to look forward to. This was supposed to be that session.
I now have to reschedule plans for tomorrow so I can see him.
So when he asks if I am ok with it.....there is literally no way...not to be a jerk. He is sick. I am disappointed but he can't help not feeling well. So either I lie about it or I could have said I still wanted to meet but I didn't want to be a horrible, non compassionate person.
He is a person too. He is going to have bad days. It just sucks that it was today.
I usually need a few minutes to digest something so I wasn't prepared to answer him when I was in the car on my way over there. So he could tell I wasn't thrilled.
He called back a few minutes later (he is really trying so what the hell is my problem?!) and said I'm not completely incapacitated if we need to meet you can come over.
I told him that I just needed half an hour...that I had been running around to make it and had he called me even 30 minutes sooner it would have made a huge difference in how I felt....but that in an hour or so I would be fine so I would just see him tomorrow.
But I would feel like such a jerk if we had met that it would be wasting a session. I'm pissed at myself because I feel like jerk for being upset but I would have been a bigger jerk if I had gone and seriously it it only one freaking day.
I keep thinking maybe I will just take my Meds early and go to bed at like 7 so I don't have to feel the anxiety. I wish I could just not be upset about it.
I feel blessed because I read stories about other therapists and I feel like I am one of the lucky ones. It took me trying seven other therapists before I found him but I really shouldn't even be complaining. It seems very trivial. I just can't get my emotions to match my brain on this matter.
I feel so frustrated and kind of stupid for making such a big deal about it...not that he would know because I told him not to worry about it.....that way I am just a horrible person in my own brain!
Sorry to whine....I just thought I might feel better if I vented.
He had already moved my appointment up by two hours a couple of days ago. I had to reschedule my patients and run around like a crazy woman the last two hours of work just to make it on time today.
I was frazzled and in pain (from a recent surgery) because I didn't eat and ran around without taking breaks just to be there.
Also I just got back from a vacation. I always have a hard time settling back into therapy when I get home. This time was particularly hard and so I emailed him and told him that I really was having a hard time and I needed things to be as consistent as possible. He sent back a message and said lets have a special reunion session and he would bring ice cream and give the littles something to look forward to. This was supposed to be that session.
I now have to reschedule plans for tomorrow so I can see him.
So when he asks if I am ok with it.....there is literally no way...not to be a jerk. He is sick. I am disappointed but he can't help not feeling well. So either I lie about it or I could have said I still wanted to meet but I didn't want to be a horrible, non compassionate person.
He is a person too. He is going to have bad days. It just sucks that it was today.
I usually need a few minutes to digest something so I wasn't prepared to answer him when I was in the car on my way over there. So he could tell I wasn't thrilled.
He called back a few minutes later (he is really trying so what the hell is my problem?!) and said I'm not completely incapacitated if we need to meet you can come over.
I told him that I just needed half an hour...that I had been running around to make it and had he called me even 30 minutes sooner it would have made a huge difference in how I felt....but that in an hour or so I would be fine so I would just see him tomorrow.
But I would feel like such a jerk if we had met that it would be wasting a session. I'm pissed at myself because I feel like jerk for being upset but I would have been a bigger jerk if I had gone and seriously it it only one freaking day.
I keep thinking maybe I will just take my Meds early and go to bed at like 7 so I don't have to feel the anxiety. I wish I could just not be upset about it.
I feel blessed because I read stories about other therapists and I feel like I am one of the lucky ones. It took me trying seven other therapists before I found him but I really shouldn't even be complaining. It seems very trivial. I just can't get my emotions to match my brain on this matter.
I feel so frustrated and kind of stupid for making such a big deal about it...not that he would know because I told him not to worry about it.....that way I am just a horrible person in my own brain!
Sorry to whine....I just thought I might feel better if I vented.