The overwhelming panic that occurs within seems uncontrollable for minutes on end. Finally, a calmness comes but at the moment, it feels as though my world is crumbling all around me. I freeze in a state of panic.
Never realizing of all my life until a wise counselor brought this to my attention in the last few years. The attachment issues for some, usually mother figures, which ends in loss. Whether our paths no longer cross and the painful loss dwindles. It comes in many forms but each one brings abandonment. Yet again, I feel this deep within with the loss of my Counselor being on medical leave.
Really, will she return, I ask myself? Will she even acknowledge me if and when she does? Perhaps I caused this but knowing, I don’t have enough power to do that, to lose her whole practice with clients, so that eases my mind. How can she do this to me? Knowing that is a selfish though but normal. I do care for her well-being but, you left me. These thoughts and fears roll over in my mind daily if not more, trying to cope in life. If people only knew the craziness of it all within me, they would be shocked. I have to be cool but I am not Guess that is where my actress skills with my mask comes in handy.
So today, I pondered the ‘root’ of this abandonment within my life. It is a childhood issue. Most adult problems are childhood issues. Now, I want to know when, where and why this developed within me. What major loss caused me to deal with this pain throughout my life and still, over and over again.
This leave of absence of hers has put me in anxiety, like never before. There are a lot of loose ends that are dangling, that causes me chaos. Many times we discussed this dangling in our sessions with various topics. Now, a BIG dangling area is before me with no hope.
I have questions, I need her wise input, I need to discuss my feelings and emotions, I need to know that she understands where I am and can validate my feelings. I need her! All of this is left hanging in the balance while I sort through and remain numb and reaching out to hold on for dear life. Help me!
How can I not be angry at times? At her, at God, at myself. Here I go again but it feels a million times worse than the last time. I’m older, I should be able to grasp and get my act together but at times I lose it. It takes everything within me to hold it together.
Maybe I am at this point to get to the root of this problem. Maybe God displaced her to make me depend upon Him more. I understand this but cannot help to feel anger even with that. I learned a long time ago, that I can be angry with God and I can tell Him that. I have. It’s actually freeing. He knows anyway.
The journey of healing is not easy but is worth it. Oh Dear God, please open my eyes to see and understand where this root came from, to remove and to bring healing to my Spirit, Soul and Body.
If you have been following my blog, thank you. While many of my writings are depressing, it is because it is. This is a walk that is uncomfortable and brings vulnerability on my part to share. Even so, it has helped me to write, tell my story and be heard even if in print. Again, thank you.
One day maybe my counselor will read my blogs to see where I have been, where I am and one day where I will be. I was blessed to have her in my life and I hope and pray for her daily.