Tried another new therapist. Stopped after two sessions. Not a suitable fit. We received an ultimatum in the second appointment, and that did not meet our needs for Autonomy and safety.
Going to try to drive the 37 minutes each way to see T-3 this week in addition to seeing T-2. Back to the basics. Back to therapy in cars.
Saw psychiatrist today. Older Child took us birdwatching and then drove us to the appointment. Psychiatrist doubled both of our meds today. We have some trepidation of potential short-term side effects and little hope in the long term. So why try? Why not? Trying is its own proof of hope.
T-2 is trying to find us a sensorimotor therapist. One option is at the psychiatrist’s practice. Psychiatrist said he will contact this potential referral on our behalf. We would only see the therapist in person. Our state requires masks. We don’t like masks. Oh well.
Older Child is still undecided about returning to college. Leaning towards going in order to practice living away from home. Older Child’s chosen roommate decided not to attend, but another friend also had the same situation, so they might room together. An increase in COVID cases would impact the decision to attend in-person.
We are dissociating a lot. Consequently, we have hurt our body a lot by accident. Shoulder injury at present, and today we hit our head fairly hard and got a cut/bruise. Younger Child says the universe wants us to remember we have a human body.
Thanks to our friend suninthespring over at Something Over Nothing, we tried the new New Yorker crossword puzzle and enjoyed it. But we’re not ready to commit money to online puzzles yet.
We have been benzo-free for the last week or two. Sleep has improved. Anxiety is through the roof (hence the doubling of the meds). We will let you know how the medication changes go.