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Aug
27

This Is Why I’m Putting On My Big Girl Pants And Finally Going To Therapy

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I became so consumed by anxious thoughts yesterday that I managed to make myself physically ill.

The last time that happened was during my split with my ex, and while I’d vowed afterwards to never let my head end up in such a volatile place again, I still found myself there yesterday.

It was as if four years worth of lessons about love, relationships and myself vanished into thin air – leaving an insecure, extremely irrational and insanely anxious woman behind.

You see, my boyfriend started a new job last week. A job that takes up a lot more of his time and energy, leaving less time for bullshitting with me throughout the day, the adult sleepovers I’d come to look forward to, or even getting to see me for more than an hour or two at a time.

Gosh darn it, I miss him!

And in less than two weeks he’ll be taking on a type of training for his job that will suck up even more of his time and energy.

I’ve known for awhile he’d have less time for me, and I tried to prepare myself for it. I had long talks with myself about what might happen when I became lower on his list of priorities – first being his daughter, second being his new career that he’s been waiting for the chance to have for years, and then me falling in line somewhere after that.

I made my peace with it, told myself I’d be supportive and convinced myself that all would be ok.

Only then this weekend it wasn’t – or rather I wasn’t.

To be in a relationship I need to feel desired (physically and otherwise), appreciated and like I truly matter. Without those things I don’t feel safe. And when I don’t feel safe my fight-or-flight response kicks in.

The mind is a pretty remarkable thing. While it functions for a lot of good, it can also do a fuckton of bad when coupled with fear.

“It isn’t the things that are happening to us that cause us to suffer, it’s what we say to ourselves about the things that are happening.”

Over the weekend my mind managed to twist and turn a few instances of Ben simply being busy into him being distant, unappreciative, and no longer caring about me or our relationship.

I’m not saying I’m completely to blame for this because there was definitely a lack of communication involved on his part that contributed to my crazy coming out, but I definitely blew things WAY out of proportion.

Ben, if you read this, know how much I truly, madly, deeply appreciate you putting up with me being a Spazzasaurus Rex.

Yesterday I even got myself so worked up with irrational thoughts that I actually thought he was coming to my house to break up with me when he offered to come see me.

(He didn’t.)

I’ve come a long way, baby – but the last few days proved to me that my fear of abandonment is beginning to rear its ugly head and that ish is no beuno.

While I may be over the things my ex did to me, it’s obvious I’m not over the debilitating fear that was born during our split.

The shock & awe of the way in which he chose to leave our relationship rocked me to my core. I chose to bury some of the feelings associated with it at the time because I knew I was not strong enough to deal with them – but now as I’ve dug deep inside myself over the last few months to find the courage to be in a relationship again, it seems I’ve unintentionally unearthed them.

Whether it’s with Ben or someone else, I know no romantic relationship I’m in will ever survive the ebbs and flows of life unless I face my fear of abandonment head on and work through it.

So I put on my big girl pants today and I made an appointment for tomorrow to get a referral to see a therapist.

It’s time to defeat the last scary monster that still looms from my past to get to my future on the other side.

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  1. Simone says:

    This winter I had a similar experience, and once I recognized what was happening I immediately made an appointment with my counsellor. Seriously, therapy is the best. I hope it helps you as much as it did for me. Thanks for sharing! xo

    1. Mely says:

      I probably should’ve done this 4 years ago, but for some reason wasn’t ready. So glad to hear it helped you. I’m hopeful it will help me get back that last piece of my confidence that I need to move forward in relationships.

  2. Jane says:

    Ok, I don’t intend to sound mean, but I do realize this is how what I’m about to write will sound. Trust me, it’s meant as booster. If you are worried about being abandoned, in my opinion, it’s because you NEED that other person, rather than WANT that other person, in your life. Your divorce, and life after divorce, have proven that you don’t NEED someone – you’ll survive, be okay, on your own. As long as you are in the mental frame of mind that loosing someone will destroy you in some way, then fear of abandonment will always be an issue. You are a strong, capable woman, and to fear loosing him makes you become less confident of yourself. Bring your self-confidence back up, and the fear will go away. But that’s just my opinion, based on how I operate. Hope you find the means to battle this and come out the other side.

    1. Mely says:

      If you had left this same comment on a post of mine a few years ago I’d completely agree. I know the reality is I don’t need a man at all to be happy or survive- I proved that to myself over the last few years. It’s more of an anxiety issue over dealing with the emotions I feel during a breakup I think and I need to build my confidence up regarding how I deal with abandonment when/if it happens. I’m not afraid to be alone, but I do fear the emotions and reactions I have when someone abruptly leaves my life without much warning.

      1. Jane says:

        Ahhhh – yup, different kettle of fish. And most certainly a more difficult issue to deal with. Worrying about emotions before they happen (as in worrying about how you will react to some future event you fear might happen) sounds like a moving target – but I hope you nail it!

  3. Amanda Jillian says:

    Therapy isn’t too scary, I actually have grown to like it.

  4. Jen says:

    I completely relate to how you’ve been feeling. I’m a single mom also, divorced after my ex cheated on me, and I face the same issues every time a new guy comes around. I, too, have decided to see a therapist. As strong as I am, I just can’t get through the issues of fear and abandonment by myself anymore. Good luck to you and you’re not alone!

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