It's official… i'm moving… and my schedule is the exact same as my Ts. I feel abandoned… even though it is not their fault. I will see T2 for a final time Monday, and T1 this week, and 2x next week. Then… maybe someday I can work the hours I want. I will probably get a T that works evenings to help with the adjustments, grief, etc. Then, hopefully things will work out that I can see them again.
This is all a little more sudden than I thought, I won't be moving for at least 2 months… but maybe I will sooner to distract myself from the horrible pain I'm in.
I'm excited to be moving my life forward, but I just wasn't done with my therapy yet, and with those two wonderful Ts. I knew I'd have to leave eventually, I just… wasn't done and it's a short time to say goodbye. To go through all of this alone without them… heart breaking, alone again through a really tough adjustment, and it feels like… why did I bother… and I hope I have learned enough self resources that it won't be the same way it has had to be with trauma, or with escaping to another country, or with things I've survived… alone in my heart.
((Jones)) So good to hear from you
Yes, I think like you it is this strange sense of knowing. What you say reminds me of acceptance… and sort of taking what is given at the time it is right… or what is planned because it's just inside your gut and you can't help but move forward. I'm very very grounded and love routine, and under I know I have bubbling waters that wave against me enough that if I don't move, I'll get "sea sick" (life sick) so to speak… The scary part isn't planning the change, or working for it, or knowing I need it… like you're saying where you're thinking "okay, this is new, and I have to figure it out"… the scariest part for me is alright, it's planned, in motion and then holy**** it's happening. I can plan for a hurricane… tape up the windows, make a safe room, get some sandbags and be calm, even minutes before… but I'm crapping my pants when I hear the wind coming.
((SP)) I wish I had a kamikaze phase… I did a relatively minor drug ONCE (the kind that is sorta legal some places now, etc…) … and I researched it online for weeks, planned it, planned the day, who I was with etc. I like adventure, but I also like security in it. It's interesting how much motherhood has moved things, I don't think I'd get more adventurous LOL, I wish I could say I would! I feel out of control psychologically too!! It makes things… ugh. I am certainly going to get a ton of practice… I just wish it was slower, over time… maybe getting it all over with at once is better, I don't know.