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<font color="green">My therapist gave me homework this time, I am to write to my dad about how I felt when he was gone on cruises with the Navy and how I felt abandoned when mom divorced him. I can barely write this here! I adored my daddy and I miss him so much, he died when I was 19. I feel so sick right now – panic attacks, nausea and all just roiling around inside me while tears fight their way out. I feel like I am choking and my heart pounds so hard. I don’t want to do this.
My therapist said this was important for me to do, that it is probably what I need to do to really heal. She said that she would know I was done with therapy when I could tell her I was angry with her but I don’t get angry with her! I just get more and more fearful. I don’t want to do the letter. I dunno if I want to get well – cos then I won’t need therapy any more and then I won’t need my therapist any more and I NEED HER!
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dalila
Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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