A hard goodbye – I hate to write this one!
At the end of this month, Dr. Backstreet Boy moves onto a new venture in his residency. I will not be his patient anymore. He begins a two-year fellowship with children. The kids are very lucky to have him, but it sucks for all of his other patients.
One of the downsides of being treated in a teaching hospital is the fact that your doctors move on at one point. I understand it. How else will they acquire the skill they need? But, when your doctor is a psychiatrist, this becomes really difficult.
When I lost Dr. How I Met Your Mother after a month of visits last year, I felt lost. She planted the seed of my recovery during the month she treated me. I can’t thank her enough for taking me on even for a month.
Now, it is time to say goodbye to Dr. Backstreet Boy and it REALLY FUCKING SUCKS. He has been my doctor for a whole year. His sessions have been instrumental in my recovery. When I first met him, Dr. Backstreet Boy looked so young. Well, he is very young. I had doubts that he could help me. I mean, the kid just got out of high school, right? First lesson, looks are deceiving. Lesson number two, younger doctors help you a lot more than seasoned professionals. I never had success until younger specialists treated me. It is a sad fact. My hope is that these young professionals do not become jaded over time.
Since I can’t really express myself well during our sessions, here is a letter to my wonderful doctor.
Dear Dr. Backstreet Boy,
Over the years, I have met people who have shaped the way I view the world. Most of these changes have been negative. Very few people helped me to see things a different way.
I want to thank you for being a positive light this past year. You came in during one of the darkest periods of my life. I felt lost and hopeless. I saw no way out of my anxiety. The family that I worked so hard to have was being dragged down by fears.
Without your help, I would not have been able to get to this point. Your guidance made me take a good look at my life. In a year, I went from being scared to leave my comfort zone to taking on a trip to San Francisco. I drive and went back to school. My husband always wanted me to accomplish these things, but he could only do so much. Thanks to your advice and different take on things, I have reached so many of my goals.
For the first time in a long time, I feel normal.
Thank you so much for helping me to get that feeling back.
There is so much more that still needs to be done. But you are moving on. As much as I would like for us to continue with our sessions, I know you need to complete your fellowship. Those children are very lucky to have you.
I wish you luck on your new endeavor. You have a great future ahead!