I associated the word “attachment” as someone who is clingy, annoying and who has “issues” that they couldn’t resolve in the past – Until this year.
I get attached to people fairly easily. Most people say it’s because I am just a very caring person and that is a good thing.
I want to see it as a good thing, but it hurts.
It hurts to let people go in my life, including my therapist.
This past summer, when things were just extremely stressful and my anxiety has heightened up like never before. During this time, my therapist’s abrupt news of termination was enough to trigger my first depressive episode.
I was in so much denial for the longest time, but I had to come to conclusion that it was because I was so attached to my therapist.
Thankfully, we got in touch again and took another month or two to fully work it out and terminate “safely”.
My therapist suggested doing a group therapy in a group that they were leading this fall, so that I can have a smoother transition of saying goodbye.
Today was actually my last time seeing her as the group terminated.
Am I sad? Kind of. Am I going to have a depressive episode like this past summer? No.
It’s a bittersweet feeling of saying goodbye, but it leaves me with a thought wondering what I can do to leave my “attachment” behind. It’s ironic how the word attachment is so attached to my own emotions.
I know I am not alone in this. How do you deal with attachment and saying goodbye?
I would love to hear.