WillowMarie
Silver Member
I am nervous to go to therapy tomorrow morning after last week. I wouldn't let myself open up emotionally and did my best to distract or detach from what I was feeling. I feel like my therapist was a bit disappointed in me when she told me I need to try harder next time to look around the room.
On one hand after my appointment, I am hoping she wanted me to come in on a Wed. instead of a Mon. this week because she tends to bring her dog to appointments on Wed. and hopes this will ground me. I remember this after she asked if wed. was okay because she didn't have anyone else on Mon. morning except for me, so she will not be sitting around waiting for her afternoon appointments, where as wed. she has other people in the morning. I am trying not to read into things because she is always telling me I don't need to find meaning in things. Well, maybe I want to hope I am special enough she would try to surprise me with her dog to help me ground myself during next session, just bring in the dog for me. I know it is silly to think.
Before my last appointment, I had a two weeks in between instead of just one. Maybe it was because I had let myself be vulnerable and just spout out all the stuff that was swimming around in my head two appointments ago even though I thought I would pass out from anxiety and I was hardly there when I was letting it all out.
But during the two weeks after that appointment, out of no where one day, I started to freak out. Emotions just hit me, I felt hopeless and abandoned and scared. Out of no where I was playing in my head that my therapist was telling me that I wasn't working hard enough and we weren't making enough process and she didn't want to see me anymore.
I knew it was ridiculous after it started and snapped myself out of it, not letting myself feel or think about it. I don't remember what sparked it, where it came from. It seemed out of no where.
So this last appointment I felt that I didn't do a good job at all. I felt like she was scolding me for not doing a good job. I didn't trust her or myself in opening up. Especially if I open that locked box, people tend to look at me like I am crazy because I sound so irrational if I start saying what comes to my head if I start getting emotional and let it flow.
Another thing that didn't feel right during my appointment at the end, she said something about how my other family members remember things differently from me. I hate, hate, hate, hate when people say stuff like this to me. It makes me feel like they think I am lying and that I shouldn't be feeling so emotional over things. It was the first time that it felt like she was saying maybe I over reacted.
I have been trying not to let the seed of doubt grow. Trying to remind myself that she is a good fit for me and understands me. But I am scared for tomorrow.
On one hand after my appointment, I am hoping she wanted me to come in on a Wed. instead of a Mon. this week because she tends to bring her dog to appointments on Wed. and hopes this will ground me. I remember this after she asked if wed. was okay because she didn't have anyone else on Mon. morning except for me, so she will not be sitting around waiting for her afternoon appointments, where as wed. she has other people in the morning. I am trying not to read into things because she is always telling me I don't need to find meaning in things. Well, maybe I want to hope I am special enough she would try to surprise me with her dog to help me ground myself during next session, just bring in the dog for me. I know it is silly to think.
Before my last appointment, I had a two weeks in between instead of just one. Maybe it was because I had let myself be vulnerable and just spout out all the stuff that was swimming around in my head two appointments ago even though I thought I would pass out from anxiety and I was hardly there when I was letting it all out.
But during the two weeks after that appointment, out of no where one day, I started to freak out. Emotions just hit me, I felt hopeless and abandoned and scared. Out of no where I was playing in my head that my therapist was telling me that I wasn't working hard enough and we weren't making enough process and she didn't want to see me anymore.
I knew it was ridiculous after it started and snapped myself out of it, not letting myself feel or think about it. I don't remember what sparked it, where it came from. It seemed out of no where.
So this last appointment I felt that I didn't do a good job at all. I felt like she was scolding me for not doing a good job. I didn't trust her or myself in opening up. Especially if I open that locked box, people tend to look at me like I am crazy because I sound so irrational if I start saying what comes to my head if I start getting emotional and let it flow.
Another thing that didn't feel right during my appointment at the end, she said something about how my other family members remember things differently from me. I hate, hate, hate, hate when people say stuff like this to me. It makes me feel like they think I am lying and that I shouldn't be feeling so emotional over things. It was the first time that it felt like she was saying maybe I over reacted.
I have been trying not to let the seed of doubt grow. Trying to remind myself that she is a good fit for me and understands me. But I am scared for tomorrow.