I don't even know how to find a new therapist - this one was suggested to me, and the person who suggested it is now no longer contactable (complicated). My therapist said it was my choice. But she trained a lot, at her expense, specially in areas to help just me - so it hurts that she chosen specifically to not continue workign with me, but with others. I asked if I made her ill, she said no. And when she showed me final date etc in her diary I couldn't help but see she had "lunch with friend" etc in it - she can still do things, but not ME. I invested so much in it, and to think of starting again hurts so much. I cannot write down my story - cos we were just uncovering my story as I was not able to even do that for ages.
the NHS gave up on me, the cpn I had said she didn't want to work with me anymore, within weeks of my therapist (private) saying this.
I don't deserve help, I know. I had a glimmer of recovery, now know it is so far ahead and just:
getting out of bed, pretending to be ok, filling hours of loneliness, doing anything is so hard, that recovery has no purpose.
And I am NOT going back in hospital, where you are not a person and spewed back out as quickly as possible with no support or help when in or on out.
I read this and it is moaning, not real - cos I can't even be real, and I hate me adn what I write - which is why even people I pay rejected me. My therapist said she knew this would bring up rejection, but basically "tough" for me, up to me to cope. And she encouraged me to attach to her, but didn't teach me how to cope when unattached before she originally planned to. I would loved to have chosed when to do that, when completed at least one piece of work - but she didn't even give me time to do that. Am crying now, been crying for weeks - and I never cry, ever ... Gp just said "contact crisis team if in crisis" - well if in crisis I wouldn't cos they say I not bad enough, and if bad they put me in hosptial 3 times, they say not there to pick up pieces and such ... so that is it, me, ... there is no hope now, clinging on for what is really nothing. Want to go numb.