It's my birthday tomorrow and my 2 sisters are flying in for the weekend to celebrate. I've been looking forward to this for months.
I see my therapist once a week and really rely on him- counting down the days until my next appointment. I was grateful today that I got to see him.
But now that it's over I have to wait another week until I see himagain and I'm feeling very anxious about the sisters visiting. My therapist and I discussed some raw feelingstoday so maybe it's left over from that. We also discussed not overdoing it with my sisters- I have very low energy levels. I usually overdo it in terms of being the perfect hostess. When I was at my illest(if that's a word!) I didn't care about any visitors, but a slight recovery I'm anxious about their visit and not being a good hostess/overdoing it. Just GD anxious!
Maybe my lookingforward to this visit for so long has also put pressure on it to be good weekend. Too much pressure but all self-inflicted as my sisters are completely chilled out and lovely. My head is digging it's own pit. I nearly don't want them to come now.
I know this isn't life or death, just rambling 32year old. Just had to let it out even if noone responds.
I also worry that I'm addicted to/too reliant on my therapist. I feel like he's the only one I trust and feel relaxed with, able to discuss my most imitate feelings. I don't want to deal with outside 'real' world. Am I the only depressive so dependent on their therapist?
I see my therapist once a week and really rely on him- counting down the days until my next appointment. I was grateful today that I got to see him.
But now that it's over I have to wait another week until I see himagain and I'm feeling very anxious about the sisters visiting. My therapist and I discussed some raw feelingstoday so maybe it's left over from that. We also discussed not overdoing it with my sisters- I have very low energy levels. I usually overdo it in terms of being the perfect hostess. When I was at my illest(if that's a word!) I didn't care about any visitors, but a slight recovery I'm anxious about their visit and not being a good hostess/overdoing it. Just GD anxious!
Maybe my lookingforward to this visit for so long has also put pressure on it to be good weekend. Too much pressure but all self-inflicted as my sisters are completely chilled out and lovely. My head is digging it's own pit. I nearly don't want them to come now.
I know this isn't life or death, just rambling 32year old. Just had to let it out even if noone responds.
I also worry that I'm addicted to/too reliant on my therapist. I feel like he's the only one I trust and feel relaxed with, able to discuss my most imitate feelings. I don't want to deal with outside 'real' world. Am I the only depressive so dependent on their therapist?