I had a humungus flashback in T....I was so scared I would lose it...
she wanted to talk abuot what happened last week..when I had regressed to 7 years old without meaning to.....Suddenly I started talking and my breath started to get faster and faster....and suddenly I heard a bang in the other room...Next thing I knew I grabbed onto the side of my seat and was thrown into a horrible flashback and I started hyperventilating and cringing..and I almost ran across the room and she had to keep telling me
"Thats just the file cabinet noise..thats the maintenence man...
I heard those noises...sounded just like my dad was gonna come and punish me...Just like it...I was in her office...but all the footsteps and banging threw me into such a bad flashback..who knows what I looked like...
and then Iheard footsteps of people around the office and I almost screamed and was shaking for almost 20 minutes Wehavent even gotten to all the bad stuff we didnt even talk about that much!!
she kept calling my name asking me.."Where r u...please let me know how I can help you..
"can you hear me?"
"Please....I want to help you, let me know how I can do that" I felt so afraid...I didnt know what to tell her, I dont know how she can help me...Ive never gotten help before.
she was realy nice and even called me sweetie....and she told me she cared about me and even asked if i need her to please email , call or schedule twice a week appoitnments..to please do so....
it was so horrible..I was panicking and panicking and in the end it took forever to get out of it..
then she said that she wanted to talk with her supervisor..and me together to see how she can help me..
I asked her if i was too messed up for her..and I dont remember what she said I was gone..I was totally gone by then...my mind was numb,
I sat today having panic attack after panic attack thinking shes gonna call child services and my sisters gonna be taken away...I felt just like I did when CPS came to my house and I was so utterly scared I would be ripped from all I knew...
The fear is sinking and sinking and im starting to get scared of telliong my T things my mom does...I feel like I should keep things a secret.
Im so scared .....Im sooscared
I kinda feel like a freak...that she felt she had to talk to her supervisor..and wants a meeting..
She kept asking me "How canI help u at this time"...I was like I dont know...isnt she supposed to know that. I dont know
She is really smart and u can tell she knows about trauma...but
i feel like maybe...im overwhelming her...i feel guilty.
My T said she really wants to help me...she said "I want to help you...I believe in you".
Do u think maybe im making too big a deal/overthinking this whole supervisor thing?
i feel like im so messed up that she has to make an appoitnment with her supervisor ..i must be a real nutjob .