So, that's it. Had the last session. We are done. I hadn't said everyhting I wanted to in session, but I ended up at the beach down the road from her office. I talked ot my wife a bit, then wrote out something more than I was able to say to T in person. I called her and left a message asking that she read it at some point before she leaves. I feel a bit better that I was able to write some stuff and get some closure from my end. It was weird, all the parental transference shifted to sibling-like transference in session today. Part of me wishes she had offered to become friends, but it would have been weird. I would have felt the need to protect her from anything that may make her unhappy. She seems like someone I would enjoy hanging out with (from what little I knew about her)...
Anyway, I'm trying to keep hold of the positive, because the tears are right there behind my eyes and threateneing to burst out. I'm quite done with crying. Like you said Alison, just one day [at a time].
Part of me wants to call the new agency and ask if they have an estimate on how that waiting list is going... T had said today that I was potetially already half-way through the wait (they had said 2-3 weeks), so maybe I'll hear from someone sooner rather than later. I'd at least like the concept of someone else to be seeing, even if I haven't met them yet. Would that be too pushy of me to call?