T and I have had the same post-session ritual forever. It goes: She gets up and checks her book at her desk about my next appointment as I put away my bear, fold the blanket (or hand it to her to fold if she isn't at her desk since she is particular), T then stands maybe 3ft away while I quickly put on my shoes and then I will hand her my cheque and give her a hug and open the door and leave or if I am paying with a card I will hug her, and then open the door and then we walk up front, run my card, hug again and she says goodbye.
I didn't know I knew how detailed this was. Anyway I don't know if I dissociated or something or did something wrong but while I was (and seriously guys I have rampantly bad anxiety, I get ready to go like the place is on fire - I'm like that everywhere, even preparing for work takes 15minutes max) folding up the throw blanket she opened the door... And was like., waiting for me. I went fast fast fast and T stood by the door and so I walked out then she walked out, I paid with my card and then quick hug and goodbye.
So I had to call and apologize if I took too long. I asked her not to call back and now can't ask her to call since I've changed my mind because she's unavailable now until tomorrow.
I am really out of sorts and quote shocked that I feel this way. I think because end of sessions haven't changed in... EVER so I dunno what is going on unconsciously but I need anxiety medication and am out.