I have posted this in the restricted area as I had an ongoing thread. But True North has encouraged me to post here. I have mentioned my problems this week about me struggling to confide in my beloved T about a serious issue. T and I share a mutual friend that T knew about before sessions started. I have had childhood abuse, neglect, zero attachment - so bit by bit over the past 10 months I have learnd to be safe and to confide in T. As I have become more safer - I have become attached and some real therapy was happening. I was feeling so comfortable I began talking about the conflict I was having with our shared friends. I had asked them not to talk about T in my presence, but they kept doing it - and so this week while I had an incredibly bad session PLUS was unable to confide in her (first person ever) about my SI issues - i was fully charged and stressed. So when one of the friends came to my house - all she spoke about was T.
I absolutely flipped out and snapped and put my issues down in an email to T. I was incredibly angry because i thought T had lied to me, the friends were treating me differently etc.
After I calmed down, I wrote another explanatory T and begged forgivness.
So we had the usual session today and after 2 minutes, T terminated me. Her and her supervisor said that the conflict of interest was too great and they couldn't provide a neutral therapeutic environment.
For 90 minutes I begged, cajoled and pleaded with her to change her mind. She was EFFING tough but stood her ground. I tried every angle I could. I told her she didn't have to be so rigid and she was allowed to change her mind.
I left absolutely shattered, feeling that my life was over, that every significant person in my life was dead, that I couldn't breathe nor take another step.
I sat in my car for the next 6 hours.
My husband (whom I told everything about last night) was texting me, ringing me makig sure i was ok. A colleague T (who is our children's psych and I have known for 8 yrs) rang my husband after DH left messages and email. She eventually came to the carpark and found me and spent an hour with me. She had already spoken to T after my husband asked her to.
My child T offered me an appt with her just so we can chat - office is next door to beloved T, but beloved T is not working that day.
I have to take one of my kids to see child T on Thursday and this IS beloved T's working day. I cannot face her.
So I have been crying for the past 12 hours and I am devastated beyond belief.
I had told DH last night that my T was my lifeline and that i had found someone for the first time in my life with whom i had a connection and i could speak to. First time in 45 years. I thought she would be around for the 5 years for me to walk with in my life to help me. I told him that having T was more important to me than the 3 friends and I would lose the friends if I had to.
So today. The nightmare is here. I told T that the moment I walk out - I have lost the most important person in my life PLUS my 3 friends as I would never be able to look at them without blaming them for me losing T.T didn't know why I would ditch the friends.
I would do anything to get T back. Even if it is for x number of sessions to finish off some work we were doing - anything. 50% of her is better than nothing for me.
My husband is very angry at their ethics - the person they are supposed to be helping has been harmed - so much for ethics and helping people. he is going to email T and ask her to reconsider.
I think I am on suicide watch over the weekend.
Child T said to me 'if it is any consolation your T is very, very shaky, this has affected her a lot'. I said - that doesn't make me feel better - she didn't have to do it.
If I knew I was going to be terminated without warning one day and it was about the friends - for God's sake I would NEVER have complained. Even if this caused a block in my therapy = it would have been worth keeping my T. I wished I had kept my mouth SHUT. Stopped complaining and just focussed on what happened during the session. But I thought I was safe in telling her.
I have text the 3 friends telling them a significant thing happened in my life today and I can no longer be their friends and asked for some distance from them. Two of them I have known for 25 years. That is how much I need T.
Yes - T should never have taken me on as she knew the friendship before session 1, but she was taking me on as I had suicidal thoughts at the time and Child T forced me / arranged me to see her colleague as a safe gap measure. I saw her the next week, then freaked and stopped seeing her. then things got bad again and I went back to her and have grown to trust, respect and attach to her. Then she does this.
To me it sends me the message never to trust a psych again and they can get rid of you as soon as the going gets tough.
I am devastated beyond belief.