25 Jun

goodbye (Photo credit: lanier67)

Last week was my final final session with my counsellor.  We actually had loads to talk about for a change – mainly good but also some recent revelations (which I will leave for another post so I can go into more detail without swamping you today lol) Towards the end he stopped me from moving the topic onto something irrelevant and random (or fluff as I call it as it fills time) and reminded me that it was nearing the end of our session and that we should probably acknowledge the fact that this is our last session as its easier to just talk till the end and pretend its not happening but that’s not the best idea in the world.

We discussed what I should do next in terms of finding a newbie that I like and how to contact them etc. He gave me his ‘final thoughts’ which included his take on our situation and how unique and (not amazing but I cant think of the right word… like shocking/astonishing/fascinating) it was. He said he was proud of the progress – from both of us, that he’s impressed by my determination, my logic, my brains (at which point I made a zombie joke )He said he thinks I should write a book on it or be a counsellor or SOMETHING because I blow his mind every time we meet.

When asked about whether he will go away and wonder what happened next for us he explained that in his job he is trained to distance himself, to leave his work at work and that he is more interested (usually) in the way relationships and mindsets work rather than the context of them BUT he said he probably would wonder because he had never come across a situation like ours or a client like me lol.

I had gone in there thinking I could maybe slip him my blog address in case he ever got curious but I thought better of it, I mean how self centred to think he would WANT to look it up in the future lol but I think part of me just wanted to keep a tie to him so I could know he hadn’t vanished. As the final minutes ticked on he asked how it had been for me, what had I learned etc. I told him it had been a life line – honestly. To be able to get out and talk to someone who had almost gone through it with me from the start, whom had witnessed the moment my life fell apart….I couldn’t have made it through some days as easily if it hadn’t been for him…or at least knowing he was there if i needed him.

I told him he was my sparring partner, my sounding board; that I had learnt that its (our situation) isn’t all about me or caused by me, its not my fault but that I was still allowed to vent my feelings on it (i.e. in sessions) and still needed to look out for myself, my own health -both physically and mentally. Overall I think I have learnt that I have balls! lol I have determination, I am stronger than I ever thought I was or could be and I am as logical as ever…but I already knew that last bit 😉

Obviously I thanked him for everything and as he held the door open for me to leave it took everything I had not to hug him goodbye lol. I walked to the car, proud of myself for doing so well…I had been dreading saying goodbye…and then it hit me and I cried the whole way home lol (silly) I felt so stupid for getting SO upset but all I kept thinking was how that was it, that was 1 of 2 people in my life…in HUMAN/FACE TO FACE/VOICE form, whom know both the situation in detail AND MY thoughts on it…in detail…gone…forever. Screw the worries of meeting the newbie and having to talk about it all over again…this person is gone for good.

At no point in all of this did I delude myself with the thought that he was a friend or anything, I’m very aware that I am just another client to him etc but still, even on a professional level the thought of him gone, my weekly sparring session, the routine, the change…its gone. Urgh I actually got a little watery eyed just now by thinking about it again lol.

It felt like when you were younger and made friends on a 2 week holiday (vacation lol) and you wave them off without thinking much about it and then you realise that those people affected your whole holiday, you now have new memories, you had good times with them but the chances are (unless you live close) you’ll probably never see them again (pre facebook/skype etc)

Luckily – once home – my boss got in touch and asked if i was able to go to work a little earlier so I jumped at the chance and offered to start even earlier otherwise I probably would have cried for the next few hours about it and turned up a mess. So…a week on…and it’s still feeling a bit fresh. I did cry about it a few nights ago when talking to hubby about it but I think yes in part its the sadness, the loss but mostly its about the change and disruption to the norm (again)…anxiety about the unknown I suppose. BUT I need to stay positive…

*deep breath*

  • I CAN do this
  • I WILL find a newbie whom I connect with
  • In theory my counsellor didn’t do anything except listen to me – I’m the one doing the leg work
  • Meeting a newbie will stop me getting into a rut and test my social skills lol
  • It will give me a chance to talk about everything again -now that I know more details perhaps a few more things will click and make sense
  • Continuing with counselling with help me AND hubby as I cant be strong for him if I am not strong for myself

So I guess now all I need to do is pick up the phone and make an appointment…wish me luck



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18 responses to “Farewell

  1. beetleypete

    June 25, 2013 at 8:18 am

    I have never visited a counsellor; for various reasons, it just never happened. After reading of your connection, i think I would consider doing so, if the need ever arose. So B, you have done some good for the whole profession of Counselling, no mean feat!
    I love the comparison to the holiday friends. As an only child, I always sought these out, on holidays with my parents. And, as you say, I never ever saw them again, but the time spent with them was always treasured.
    As ever, Pete. X

    • Comfortably Numb

      June 25, 2013 at 9:32 pm

      Thanks Pete. I used to holiday with grannie from time to time so I would often resort to making other friends lol. That feeling never got any better the older I got. Treasured would be the word for it xB

  2. writingthebody

    June 25, 2013 at 9:23 am

    I do wish you luck. I wonder what they bring really. You do need a sounding board, true, and i suppose paying for it gives you that. It is a shock when a phase comes to an end….I guess the thing to think about now from your point of view is how it helps. It sounds like he does one good thing – keeping on topic. That is hard to do….well, like I say, good luck….x

    • Comfortably Numb

      June 25, 2013 at 9:34 pm

      Pfft I wouldnt PAY for it lol thats left for the hardcore stuff like hubby is having. Mine is like scheduling another human (for free) to sit and nod at me for one hour a week 😉 Thank you for sending me luck 😉 I think it will be good to just keep ‘someone’…another human… in the wings for me to talk at when needed 😉 -shame we cant have our sessions in a bar lol xB

      • writingthebody

        June 25, 2013 at 11:34 pm

        Well the nodding is probably good for a while….yes, a bar would be good. Esp since I am mainly into talking these days…:)

  3. Charles Yallowitz

    June 25, 2013 at 10:18 am

    Good luck finding a newbie. It’s never easy, but I’m sure someone is out there.

    • Comfortably Numb

      June 25, 2013 at 9:36 pm

      Thank you, the one that i was seeing said perhaps I should book both newbies and then choose..but that means saying it all…twice! lol I said I would rather put them in a gameshow format and tell them jokes and whichever laughed the most was the winner..he said that wasnt the best idea lol xB

      • Charles Yallowitz

        June 25, 2013 at 9:50 pm

        Definitely. Though, repetition might be good. By saying the same thing to two people, you can get a better comparison of their reactions and style.

  4. Olivia Stocum

    June 25, 2013 at 11:46 am

    Your doing awesome! Keep chugging ahead. 🙂

    • Comfortably Numb

      June 25, 2013 at 9:36 pm

      Thank you :0) chug chug chug xB

      • Olivia Stocum

        June 25, 2013 at 11:44 pm


  5. behindthemaskofabuse

    June 25, 2013 at 4:46 pm

    It is so hard leaving a therapist you connect with. I wish you all the best on finding another. xo

    • Comfortably Numb

      June 25, 2013 at 9:37 pm

      Thank you, I’m surprised to find I WAS as connected to him, I didn’t think I would be upset but it turns out I liked him afterall lol ‘dont know what you’ve got till its gone’ xB

      • behindthemaskofabuse

        June 25, 2013 at 10:26 pm

        how true eh?! he’s someone who knew the whole story in person and didn’t judge but listened and helped, how could there not be some connection right?! xo

      • Comfortably Numb

        June 26, 2013 at 1:19 pm

        Absolutely 🙂 xB

  6. ioniamartin

    June 25, 2013 at 7:33 pm

    Best of luck finding a new one that works with your personality. It will happen. Only good thoughts for you.

  7. aj vosse

    June 29, 2013 at 7:00 pm

    Lady, you have BALLS!! Yes, you do.

    I think the idea of writing it down, maybe in short story form, is a great one! In a year or two… when you are better able to add the finishing touches, the book could be a MASSIVE help to others!

    Just think, you could leave a copy in his mailbox. He could then use your ‘case study’ to help more folk…

    Keep being strong! 😉


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