Well these last two days have been particularly distressing, consisting of over 6 separate and significant goodbyes before I move to a specialist inpatient placement 100 miles away.
There are sad goodbyes, scary goodbyes, tearful goodbyes, and hopeful goodbyes. Therapeutic endings having to be squeezed in to a strange scenario and personal endings that I’m trying to remind myself aren’t actually endings, but hopefully just pauses.
Above all, there is a general sense of overwhelm that is hard to put in to words. A surreality that switches to hyperreality and then to denial so quickly that I don’t know what the hell is going on.
I have at least manage to channel some of this anxious energy in to some final thank you presents for the crisis team: