Maybe things do happen for a reason

Over the past year I have really felt like especially in my therapy journey things do happen for a reason.

First of all when I decided a little over 2 years ago to sre a second therapist the main reason was I was afraid T would retire soon as she moved almost 2 hours away with her bk boyfriend. I decided to see a T for Emdr because from everything I read, it was short term and quick. In my head I thought I would see the second T briefly, deal with my trauma, and when T decided to retire, which she promised I would have plenty of notice about.

The first EMDR T I saw was somebody I had hear about in our community and while T didn't know her personally it was somebody she had spoken to frequently since T also worked in a hospital ER. T thought she sounded like she was a good T and really cared. The consult was an absolute nightmare. I was tempted to give her a second chance but after hearing details T strongly discouraged it.

I waited a couple of months and decided to see the T my psych np recommended even though she didn't meet most of my criteria. She is perfect and we soon figured it would not be short term. After seeing her less than a year T passed. I have been thankful for having Emdr T do help me through The nightmare of the past year.

Last night, the first Emdr T posted on my uncles Facebook page. Apparently they were friends in high school. She psted that she retired 6 months ago.

Not sure the point of this post is but just realized how thankful I am that T encouraged me to see a second T and encouraged me not to settle after the first consult. I would have been where I feared I would be 2 years ago...actually worse off because rather than dealing just with the retirement of T but mourning her death AND yje tirement of another one.

I'm glad for you, nottrustin. I know you've been through a lot this past year, and I'm happy you have had EMDR T to help you through it

I also believe that things happen for a reason. If ex-T didn't leave me, I would have never met T, and if T never went on maternity leave, I would have never met L. So something that was really painful turned into something beneficial.

Glad to here things have worked out in the end.

Life is like that. With the exception of a few events that were incredibly and truly traumatic, pretty much everything that has happened to me in life was a step along the way that, in retrospect, served a purpose. Could I see that purpose at the time? Almost never. But in retrospect . . .

I've learned to live with the great uncertainties in my life. Change is uncomfortable. It can be anxiety-making. I may go into change internally wanting to fighting it tooth and nail, but I try to take a deep breath and trust that things will generally work out because . . . things have generally worked out eventually. I'm still here.

Emdr T and I have started saying "life is fragile" a lot since the passing of T. I have lost many loved ones including my parents. Grief is horrible the way It all happened with T makes me realize that not only is life is fragile, but also we really have no control in most aspects of our life.