Prissy, I can understand you wanting and liking to be where John was. As for me, I am able to do the things I previously did without Stuart (my two volunteer jobs, one as a National Park Ranger and one as an assistant Instructor in Outdoor Education) and I'm beginning to find the courage to go rock-climbing with people other than he-who-was-always-the-other-end-of-my-rope. The first time I tried that, I sobbed all the way up the crag, but now I'm getting used to it because, as I remind myself, I was a rock-climber before ever I met and started to climb with Stuart.
Some day you (and I) will look back on how far we've come and be amazed; but right now, we just see the road rising ahead of us and it looks unsurmountable.
Thank you all for your thoughts so far.
Within the last thirty minutes, I've had another friend ring to ask if I'm going to the dinner weekend . . . I told her I'm even thinking of going (driving there, three hours cross country) and leaving at a reasonable time - after the pre-dinner gathering, after the meal and before all the speeches and awards - and driving the three hours home, in the November night, cross country . . . .
Of course I've done stuff like this in the past; like this and more. She said I shouldn't think of doing that - and yet to me, driving home in the middle of the night is NOT scary! It's not getting to my own bed, in our home, that's the scary bit.
Miket, I keep telling myself that I trust my heart to direct my actions; so I have to do this, now and every next time.
I had this too - in my case it was related to anxiety. I developed issues with crowds, especially if it was loud (street festivals) or i was in a confined space (transit). I had multiple friends invite me to their places to stay, but i had a finite number of places where I felt safe and comfortable. I think for me it was a control thing. I think a lot of the behaviours I've developed (eating better, cleaning more, working out more) are control things.
m just over a year out now, and I'm in a much better position - I still have some anxiety, but it's not nearly as bad as it was. I try to balance pushing myself and being kind to myself - I don't want to traumatize myself, but I don't want to be this person forever either..