Mai 2009
Yesterday was my last session with my therapist, N. I’ll get to see A. in August but for now, I’m a free agent. It feels okay but I’m more tensed, impatient, angry.
I’m happy that my therapy is over but I’m feeling a bit uncertain, insecure I mean, even if I know I can do this, I know things will be okay. Sigh.
I guess I am going to miss her. I was seeing her every week for the last four years. Guess it’s time to grow up!
And I always thought I had botched my transfer…I didn’t have one, I was doomed, I would have to start up again…and finally she told me she knew I had done my transfer when she went on vacation and when she came back, I had a new boyfriend, I was in burnout, things were going very bad at work…everything had exploded. My then boyfriend was like a substitute ! I couldn’t stand being alone for four weeks.
I’m going to do something else of my night. I’ll go to step class instead and I’m going to put the money aside for a gift to me from me.
When I left I had a hug. It was very cool. And it showed that she was moved.
Archivé sous: La vie après la thérapie, La vie sans médicaments | Tagué : A.T.-P., Buts, Espoir, Fin, N.J., Psychothérapie, Thérapie psychocorporelle
