I want to yell and scream and tear up things.
I want someone to notice me.
I want someone to ask me what's wrong.
I want someone to intervene.
I want someone to take care of me and FIX me.
I want someone (or something) to take away these feelings, my discomfort.
It feels to me like there is darkness closing in around me, and the hole through which I see is getting smaller and smaller.
Options are fewer.
Support is less.
Friends are...
Tomorrow is my final appointment with T. I told her last week it would be. Yrs, this is the T I have railed against for months, whose house I showed up at, whose name I posted on Open Forum. I have felt hurt and rejected by her. But she also knows me. And I feel attached to her. More attached than I can understand why.
I feel huge sadness anticipating my termination with her. In some odd way this parallels having to decide to "pull the plug" on my mother last year. Talk about termination.... I don't understand it, but I have cried more tears regarding T and all the crap I've been thru with her in the past six months than I cried when my mother suddenly became ill last year and died three weeks later. All the time my mom was sick and in the hospital and following her death and the subsequent months... All thru that time I maintained. I kept my sanity. But this... this is putting me into a place that is too, too hard.
I don't get it. I can't stand it. And I don't want to feel it any more.