A lot has changed in 5 years

...loss of T

5 years ago today my therapist of 10 years (B)passed after a tragic accident. I felt like my world ended. Some of the people here, a couple of close friends, my husband and the second therapist I was seeing at the time of the accident (K) helped me continue to get up every morning and to want to continue on my journey. There were really hard days.

K my primary and only therapist. She encoraged me to talk about B as often and as much as I needed to even though I feared it would bother her. I never told K but I often compared her to B. When I felt alone or frustrated with K I often thought B would handle it better.

Yet here we re now 5 years later and K and I are still working hard. She is amazing and has helped me to grow in so many ways. I can't imagine my life without her.

This year as I grieve the loss of B, I know I am grieving the loss of someone on loved and cared about who was a great therapist. However, I no longer grieve the loss of her as a therapist because I do have a great therapist who has continued the work B and I started.

It sort of feels like I am not honoring B but I know that this is what she would have wanted. She always told me she supported anything that helped me including when I started working with K to supplement the work we were also doing. I think she would be proud of where I am today.

Hi @nottrustin - I am sorry for your loss of B. You are fortunate to have another therapist that works well with you.

I have lost both parents in the last 7 years and I do not see the grief disappearing, but it has changed. Some of the picky things I dwelt on when I was younger are not the focus of my attention. I feel my gratitude is a proper commemoration of their lives.

Hoping I can find ways to respect and also let go of what I cannot change. @CANDC

I am sorry for your losses. Grief can be so hard. My mother died in 2000 at only 53 years old. One of the reasons I entered therapy about 15 years ago was because I still could not cope with the loss. It is something I still struggle with but it is slowly getting better. B ended playing a maternal role in my life so her loss compounded my grief.