DiamondBug
Bronze Member
I'm really lost. I've been seeing my therapist for just over 6 months every Friday. We have a good relationship. Last year he went on holiday for 3 weeks and I ended up not seeing him for a month, this was also over the anniversary of what gave me ptsd, so it was a really horrendous time for me. I really struggled and in the end called the hospital where I go for therapy in the last week because everything had got too much. The receptionist was really unhelpful and said there's no way I could speak to him and I'd have to wait until he got back. He did call me maybe a day later to make sure I was okay and later on another therapist sent me a letter saying she could see me, but I only had a few days to wait and I think seeing a stranger would of made me worse, so I waited to see my t.
This time he's only going for 2 weeks over a time with no anniversaries but I am so f*cking scared. I just wasted my last session because I didn't want to do what I did last time and talk about things that I'd have to carry with me for weeks. I uncontrollably cried and I couldn't explain why. I couldn't even speak to him, he had to ask me things. I have a teddy called Geoff that I have to sleep with and I have described to my t how much I need him and he kept saying do you see me and Geoff as similar? Which I didn't understand what he meant, so I said maybe. He said sorry for upsetting me about going away. He asked me about what I was feeling, because I couldn't talk about what was on my mind, I would of crumbled today. I said worthless, lost, horrible, sad,etc. He tried to reassure me that I'm a good person and what people did to me doesn't define me. Which made me feel good for the moment. I just feel literally rock bottom. I don't know how I'm going to cope. He asked me if I was going to look after myself and I said yes. I will definitely be alive in 2 weeks, but I don't know how yet. I didn't want him to worry. He asked me what I'd do next Friday when I can't see him and I said I just won't get out of bed. I feel awful. I felt like I couldn't be honest with how I feel because I'd be on the edge for 2 weeks. I wish I spoke to him now. I don't know what I'm going to do.
This time he's only going for 2 weeks over a time with no anniversaries but I am so f*cking scared. I just wasted my last session because I didn't want to do what I did last time and talk about things that I'd have to carry with me for weeks. I uncontrollably cried and I couldn't explain why. I couldn't even speak to him, he had to ask me things. I have a teddy called Geoff that I have to sleep with and I have described to my t how much I need him and he kept saying do you see me and Geoff as similar? Which I didn't understand what he meant, so I said maybe. He said sorry for upsetting me about going away. He asked me about what I was feeling, because I couldn't talk about what was on my mind, I would of crumbled today. I said worthless, lost, horrible, sad,etc. He tried to reassure me that I'm a good person and what people did to me doesn't define me. Which made me feel good for the moment. I just feel literally rock bottom. I don't know how I'm going to cope. He asked me if I was going to look after myself and I said yes. I will definitely be alive in 2 weeks, but I don't know how yet. I didn't want him to worry. He asked me what I'd do next Friday when I can't see him and I said I just won't get out of bed. I feel awful. I felt like I couldn't be honest with how I feel because I'd be on the edge for 2 weeks. I wish I spoke to him now. I don't know what I'm going to do.