Posted by OzLand on June 10, 2007, at 22:44:37
In reply to Re: hard to leave..., posted by sunnydays on June 9, 2007, at 21:49:10
I have been thinking more about this whole issue, and my old therapist was like a father to me in many ways, "the good father." I ended therapy with him in 1994, and it was not all that painful. I recall thinking how odd, but I think I was ready to move on with my life and become "emancipated from home" so to speak. Over th course of the next six or seven years, I saw him when I would return to the place and city where he was. We would speak briefly, and then it was always my intention to make an appointment with him so that we could have time to really talk. I am sorry that I never did. He died in the fall of 2004, and I did not learn of this until around December 2004. I was so upset even though I had not worked with him since I was much younger.
I am now working with a new person, and I think about what I learned from before those many years ago when I was so much younger. I remember how I heard that a person does the work they can do, and it is okay if the person doesn't finish the work he or she needs to do. One can always come back and continue the work at a later date. I am not able to go back to my old therapist, but I have a new one now who is fantastic, and after only eight sessions, I know somehow I will be able to continue the work I aborted before. Even my husband notices the difference in me now. Why did I abort the work before? Well I was doing quite well and thought I didn't need to address certain things. My therapist then would chuckle at such comments just as my new one does when I give some lame rationalization. It feels good to know I can now do that piece of work, and yet I know too that when I die, that not all the work will be done. I hope I can continue to grow and change until the day I die. It is what life is all about after all.
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