I started therapy a couple of months ago, prompted by issues in my marriage and now ex, plus I was struggling to stop drinking.
Anyway, perhaps inevitably some long standing stuff has come up, including the fact that I was groomed and ended up in a sexual relationship with a man in his 30s when I was 14, and got pregnant when I was 14. It's stuff I haven't addressed before and haven't even come close to talking about. This is the first time I have had therapy (am early 40s).
Anyway, I dread the sessions. I feel so anxious. In our last session I felt able to talk about some things and then went home and just cried in bed.
I like and respect my therapist and he is well trained and has experience in this area. But I am convinced that he now sees me as a truly awful person and will tell me he can no longer work with me.
It's just fucking painful and awful. Is this what therapy is like? Am I losing my mind?