My family was here. They're gone now, but my "sister" (cousin) and her husband and children were here for five glorious and exhausting days.
I skipped a session this week since I had company and we had plans all day today. I thought my therapist knew that, but when I went to leave session yesterday, she said "See you tomorrow".
I quickly explained that I would be out today and she seemed surprised and confused. I worried she was angry, but she said she wasn't.
I think I believe her.
Anyway, now they're gone and I really feel the loss. Of them, of the rest of my family that remains estranged, of the missing session,
(Of my mother).
I called my therapist and asked for a phone check-in.
She called me back, but I froze. I don't really understand why, but I just couldn't pick up the phone.
I sorta wonder if it wasn't enough just to know she'd gotten my call and was thinking of me.
She left a voicemail so I also got to hear her voice.
I needed connection, but not too much.
I needed closeness, but not too much.
I needed her, but not too much.