B19 wrote:
Yes, same for me, OP.
I had a teacher I really liked, who encouraged and invested in me from day one on a postgraduate course I did for 3 years. On the last day, when we had a little farewell function, I was so choked up, knowing we would never meet again, that I couldn't even say good bye, I knew I would embarrass myself by bursting into floods of tears, I did see him once more, at graduation, and as the teachers paraded by us, the graduates waiting in rows to receive their awards, he came over and gave me a big smile - he looked like the proud father I never really had. But the next month was awful for me, I was really grieving the loss of his presence in my life.
Same thing happened with the surgeon who looked after me for four years (four operations and lots of meetings in between them). She just was so lovely and at my discharge meeting, I had to leave quickly after we said goodbye or I would have flooded her office with tears, again knowing we were parting for good. 3 weeks later, I got a letter from her, saying it had been a pleasure to meet and treat me, to call in if I was ever passing by, just to say hello and catch up. I really appreciated that, but know it would be too hard for me to do that without the pain of parting coming up each time.
But they live in my memories and my mind, their smiles, encouragement, their good will and kindness. They are a little treasure chest I keep inside me. Sometimes you meet special people who touch your heart in a very unique way, and your soul. But you have to move on, and that's the painful part.
This is effectively my exact experience. Graduating high school was incredibly hard because I had two teachers there who had invested two to three years helping and encouraging me, making me feel looked after during the period when I was emotionally distant from my family. I felt horrible on my last day and had been dreading it for years. I don't know if I'll ever see them again, but I'll always remember and miss them, and they'll always be one of the biggest reasons I really hate goodbyes.
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