BastSenior Contributor
Loss & grief my psychologist & friend
I am lost, I miss him intensely, my psychologist of 5 years died on 10/1/2019. I now so know that I felt so safe just knowing he was there. I am struggling and desperately trying to not be selfish. After so many years of outstanding therapeutic support, he supported me through the worst times of my life and so gently gave me the opportinity to grow & achieve. He ensured my prepardeness to become a therapist also, I was so qualified just so unwell. I have literally sunk & experienced so many horrible self doubts and am constantly questioning my practice capabilities. He once said to me "If I was not your therapist, I would be your friend." This mattered so much to me, as I live with the despair of self loathing & the resultant inability to sustain friendships every single day. I struggle so much with social anxiety & and the fear that if I allow a person into my life they will find out how inadequate I am.
He gave me so much & I have learnt and applied his practice style. Currently I am unable to find the spark & creativity that is me during therapeutic sessions. My despair and grief are so prounouced and I know that I have been spiralling downwards from November 2018. I adored him & he always helped me feel safe. The emptiness I feel is inconsolable. I now have no one to talk with who will understand me - just as I am.
On my last session, he allowed an expression of sadness although his clinical boundaries were so strong. My mind will not leave this alone, I am constantly endeavouring to find the meaning behind his words.
To trust another person so deeply has been vital for me. I was always encouraged to just be me. I understand in some ways how hard this must be for his loved ones & I do not want to be selfish. My grief is so strong. I have seen my GP and he has compared the loss to be like losing a family member. I have been estranged from my family since I was 18 years.
I know that I reflect his legacy in my practice style & I so value this gift. The sadness is so strong, I am just fighting to keep on going, I am struggling to continue with my practice. I just so need to give up again, crawl into my big dark hole and cry.