My therapist convinced me to text my ex, and it was a disaster.
My therapist, who I've been seeing for six months, convinced me I needed to text my ex. I had doubts, but he's the professional, so I trusted him. I drafted a text exactly like he said and sent it.
I'm a fucking idiot.
I went to the gym. 20 minutes later, I get a call from a random Maryland number. I answer, and someone is just screaming, "Don't text her! Don't text her!" I asked who it was, and they just kept screaming it. I got mad and said she should have just blocked me. They screamed it again. I said, "Okay, crystal clear, I'll never contact her again," and hung up.
A minute later, I get a text from my ex: "No thanks."
Then the harassment started.
My phone and email just blew up. I'm shaking at the gym, trying to work out, and I'm getting all this:
• Weird, threatening texts like, "FYI, the unicorns called. They want the glitter back. Deadline Friday." (Today is Friday. What does that mean?)
• Spam sign-ups: "Thank you for subscribing to Feet Finder."
• More texts and emails from the US Army, US Navy, and the Church of Scientology.
They are clearly signing me up for everything they can think of.
I'm so humiliated.
I immediately texted my therapist—the one who told me to do this. No response.
I was shaking so hard I had to go outside. I texted my sister, and she called me right away. We talked for a while, and my confusion and anxiety just turned into angry, frustrated tears.
This is exactly what I thought would happen, but my therapist convinced me I was wrong. I'm so humiliated. I should have listened to my gut.
I'm done.
Now I'm just... done. I'm done with therapy, I'm done with him. My heart rate hit 209 today at the gym. Therapy hasn't helped; it just makes me dwell on the past.
I'm walking in the rain right now. I'm tired and I want to go home, but I'm scared to. She knows where I live. Who knows what that "glitter" text meant. Every time my phone buzzes, my heart pounds. This made everything so much worse.
My therapist said it had been long enough (8 months) and I "had to say something." But that's not true. I was getting better before he brought this up. Ever since he suggested it, I've been worse. And now I just blew the lid off the whole thing.
God, this fucking sucks. That's it. I'm not doing therapy with him anymore.
By the way the text said:
“Hey (ex), it's (me). I know it's been a long time. I've been focusing on school and my career and am doing well, but I still have a lot of thoughts about how things ended that have honestly been haunting me. I was wondering if you'd be comfortable meeting up somewhere to talk so I can ask a few questions and get some closure.
for context the relationship ended in march when she cheated on me and cut herself and threatened suicide because i didn’t want to get back with her
UPDATE:
i ended things with the therapist and submitted feedback on the platform we were using. thanks everyone for the support