Ugh this convo makes me sad.
So a few weeks ago I got the news that my therapist was leaving the office that I go to and moving on to bigger and better things.
I felt as if I was losing a friend that I have developed a close relationship with.
My heart fell to my stomach.
We are just going to call him Max (not his actual name) so when I first went to therapy I was a mess. This is when I literally used to cry randomly in the middle of class. And where I used to randomly yell at people for no reason and be fine the next. I would cry every day and hate my life and my friends and I never knew what was wrong.
When I first met max I felt comfortable he had looked and had a similar attitude as one of my best guy friends. So I automatically felt no awkwardness. We dove deep into my feelings and my anxiety. After months of that he realized I needed medication.
Max helped me realize where my anxiety rooted from and how to control it, I have grown so much thanks to him and the fact that he is not there anymore feels like a piece of me is missing.
So going into meet my new therapist I just compared her to max constantly, it was like starting all over again. Like I had to repeat two years of my life to this new person. Ive been going to her for about three weeks and I’m still not that comfortable. Her style is different and I feel as if I can’t go deep into my feelings with her yet.
I hope that I get used to her.
But if you ever have to switch therapists it’s extremely hard but you have to remember there is a reason why they left and they are moving on to better things. And so will you.