So, I went and saw my therapist yesterday, after she has been gone for a week. I felt like a child going in there. I honestly haven't been that happy in my whole life, at least not for a while. I rung her buzzer, and when it let me in, I RAN up the stairs so fast I thought my flip flops might come off, then practically skipped to her office, then flopped on the chair in her waiting room to wait for her to come get me. I didn't even care that she had someone in there before me who was just coming out (I usually get jealous). When I got in there, she asked how I was doing and I told her I was happy now. Of course, she dug deeper. "How were you before?" I told her about how much I cut. She asked to see my arm, something she never does. She thinks it might be becoming its own thing, and a way of me saying "fxxk off" to her since she left me alone.
And then we delved into my past. I wasn't ready for this because I was just expecting to talk about my self injury for a bit and how happy I was that she was back. Nope. And I came out feeling awful. I can't believe the mood switch from yesterday before our session to now. It's like polar opposites.
Last night, I kept disassociating. I wasn't aware I was doing it until my friend asked, "Are you okay?' We were driving in the car and I had basically driven past where I was supposed to turn and didn't notice until miles later. I didn't remember going past where I was supposed to have turned. I was so confused and kept going in and out from that moment on. I would just turn quiet and go in my head or something. I don't know where I went. I would remember one moment and not the next. My friend had to come home with me, hold me, and keep me safe because I was thinking of suicide and cutting myself because of the session. She pushed too hard, too fast, and way too soon after she came back.
I was wondering if this has happened to anyone here? I know therapy isn't really fun and believe me, in the last year since I have entered this therapy (which is more intense and more 'real' than other therapies I've been in), I've had bad days. But still. This felt like it was a little too much. Maybe she touched on something that she shouldn't have? Went somewhere no one went before that upset me? We did talk about a lot of really crappy stuff that went on in my past. But I thought i was done with all that. I wouldn't be surprised if it had some type of effect on me, but not this badly. So has anyone freaked out after therapy or am I alone?