Well, it's about 6 pm on a Sunday night. I haven't been at all productive this weekend. It's been hard to find any motivation. I'm still not really sleeping much. The nightmares have continued on.
I had my guitar lesson yesterday and it went well. We're going to start working on "Take On Me". I'm a big fan of the show "The Magicians" and when one of the characters died, the rest of the cast gathered around the campfire to sing a lovely acoustic version of it. There's a similar version in the video game "The Last of Us", which I have never played but the clip is all over YouTube. I found a gorgeous classical guitar version on YouTube and have become obsessed with it. My teacher says it's a bit ambitious for me to try to learn it (which I figured, which is why I was hesitant to bring it up) but he said we could definitely do a simplified version of it. He's supposed to send me some stuff for it this week. Kind of excited about it.
I did end up playing Among Us with friends last night. I had a good time doing that. An old friend that I haven't seen in over five years joined us. He's in the Air Force so he's been moving around a lot the past five years and currently lives in Hawaii. The time difference between Hawaii and Maryland is pretty significant so it was nice that we could actually play a game together.
A part of me keep hoping my T will cancel this week. A part of me will be crushed if he does. I am just such a mess. I think I need to tell him about the nightmares I've been having. It's really hard to want to tell him how afraid of him I really am when I know there's no logical reason. I've been doing some research, which usually gets me into trouble, and I think I might have a disorganized attachment style with people. It would make sense, if this is true, that I would be afraid of my T. I listened to my favorite Podcast and one of the therapists on there has disorganized attachment. The way he described how he feels about his therapist was so resonating. As much as I keep trying to rationalize away this need that I apparently have to be liked, it's a thing for people with disorganized attachment. At my core, I just don't trust in other people. And apparently, people like me are supposed to work through this through going to therapy and it's a part of the work I need to do to heal. According to the Podcast, this is the type of work that therapists know they're signing up for and as much as I feel like a burden and like I'm too much for anyone to want to work with, it's literally at the core of what they do. While I can rationally accept that, emotionally it's really hard. But I can see the disorganized attachment in my marriage as well as other relationships. I never fully trust anyone to stick around. I used to compulsively worry my husband was going to leave me. Now, it's just once in awhile. But it took years. Occasionally, I'll realize that I'm a burden to my friends and start avoiding them. At some point, the avoidance tends to turn into estrangement. The friends that I still have are the ones who will actually pick up the phone and call if they haven't heard from me in awhile. I still feel bad at times for inflicting myself on them. It's all messed up. So maybe I need to figure out a way to get better with this and believe that people actually like me and want me around.