It seems like a year, not a week since I went to my T last. And found out she is friends with someone who was implicit in the PTSD .
Now I go back today and I am sick to my stomach. I did not sleep last night hardly. And vomited yesterday.
I have decided I can't do this. Today will be my last day with her. I am pretty sure I can find another one outside of this small village where everyone knows everyone else.
I sure cannot go through this hell every week.
I will try to talk to her, but I really can't tell her I can't go to her because she is friends with XYZ!
I just can't get over that and there are other Ts so I do not feel I am running away, though I might be blamed as doing just that...
Now I go back today and I am sick to my stomach. I did not sleep last night hardly. And vomited yesterday.
I have decided I can't do this. Today will be my last day with her. I am pretty sure I can find another one outside of this small village where everyone knows everyone else.
I sure cannot go through this hell every week.
I will try to talk to her, but I really can't tell her I can't go to her because she is friends with XYZ!
I just can't get over that and there are other Ts so I do not feel I am running away, though I might be blamed as doing just that...