barefoot
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My last therapy session was a bit of a wash out. I generally quite look forward to going and I felt fine about going there last week, but then I got in the room and just felt flat and disengaged and just meh...I didn’t really want to be there and didn’t know what to say...it just felt pointless...
The few sessions before that had been good. It’s felt like I was making some shifts and inching forwards. And things with my T felt good and easy and it felt like we were quite...close. Not in an inappropriate, unboundaried way. I just mean, we have felt...connected...and she has been kind and supportive...and it’s just been feeling easier to talk to her and I’ve felt less anxious in the therapy room...and I suppose it has felt comforting being in her presence lately.
And now I am freaking out and driving myself nuts about it!
It isn’t a new thing. It’s happened a few times...the pattern seems to be: she’s kind, I feel supported, I feel safe with her and more relaxed, she feels close...and then I start to feel panicky and angry with her and then I look for things to feel annoyed with her about to create some distance.
Last time it happened, I found myself getting really caught up in fantasies about firing her. It went on for weeks and it took up a huge about of time and head space. I was literally having these thoughts for hours and it was causing me a lot of stress and distress. And I felt very ashamed of the fact that I was doing it, because it felt really child-ish and irrational. In the end, I felt so worn down by it that I just sort of blurted it out to her during a session, which felt mortifying but we had a chat about it...and then it all just magically stopped! As if telling her had completely taken its power away and the ruminations and the feelings that went along with them just vanished. Magic!
A couple of weeks ago, a similar thing started again. I’ve found myself getting really lost in fantasies about her again...this time, I haven’t quite been getting to the point of firing her in them but the fantasies are all about us arguing...I am angry with her and telling her all the reasons why and she’s kind of looking baffled and trying to reassure me that I’ve misunderstood (so, in the fantasies, she’s not angry and arguing with me...I’m the only one being pissy) but I’m not interested and I won’t listen and I keep insisting that x, y and z and then I get up and leave.
Like before, I can get caught up in these daydreams for ages. It’s generally the last thing I think about before I go to sleep and the first thing I think about when I wake up. It’s ridiculous but I just can’t seem to get a handle on it and stop it.
When I’m in the moment of the fantasy, it feels sort of exhilarating and calming at the same time. It’s enjoyable...but there is also something stressful and unpleasant about it too when I come out of the fantasy because I just want to feel OK about her/us and not have any extreme thoughts or feelings. I just want to feel neutral about her.
Right at the end of our wash out session last week, I blurted out that I was doing this again. She said that when I have these fantasies, I’m thinking about wanting to “murder the relationship” so the interesting thing for us to look at is what would be the benefit to me of murdering the relationship. Or, what would murdering the relationship protect.
We have been talking lately about me moving toward more processing...about childhood trauma and my mum’s recent death...talking about how I have moved from dissociation to repressing feelings and now wanting to take a step forward to process more.
So, I suppose, I see the fantasies as perhaps:
- an illustration of my general fear of intimacy...and, more specifically, the push/pull of the therapeutic relationship, which I have struggled with from the get go.
- a way of taking control/feeling in control
- perhaps “murdering the relationship” protects me from having to go near difficult feelings, which would come up if I was going to go ahead and process traumatic experiences.
We only had a few minutes to talk about it so didn’t get into it a whole lot. And she was very nice about it and took it in her stride and I think it was the right thing to do to tell her. But I had really hoped that putting it out there with her would make it stop like it did before. But it hasn’t. If anything, it has intensified. It’s taking up so much time and headspace and I’m just getting sucked into these thoughts, which is taking me away from other stuff I need to be focusing on and doing.
I am beyond frustrated with myself that this pattern is repeating again.
I am annoyed with myself that every time I seem to be pushing on and making some progress, I seem to sabotage myself.
I feel mortified that I’m acting like a child.
I hate how desperate I feel.
I hate myself for being such a coward.
I feel so stupid that I can’t stop the thoughts/feelings. If I can notice what’s happening, recognise it’s a pattern and understand some of the deeper reasons underneath the fantasies, why can’t I make them stop?!
We were supposed to be having a month long break because I had ended up with some work clashes with our session times. So, thinking on it, maybe that was partly why I felt a bit meh last session. However, she then emailed about the possibility of doing evening sessions during that time if that would fit around work, so we managed to arrange a couple of dates. So, I’m now seeing her next week instead of waiting til the end of the month.
Does anyone have any advice about how I can get this under control? I want to be able to stop the fantasies/ruminations/intrusive thoughts because they are not useful. How do I get things back on track? I have no idea what I’m going to say to her next week.
The few sessions before that had been good. It’s felt like I was making some shifts and inching forwards. And things with my T felt good and easy and it felt like we were quite...close. Not in an inappropriate, unboundaried way. I just mean, we have felt...connected...and she has been kind and supportive...and it’s just been feeling easier to talk to her and I’ve felt less anxious in the therapy room...and I suppose it has felt comforting being in her presence lately.
And now I am freaking out and driving myself nuts about it!
It isn’t a new thing. It’s happened a few times...the pattern seems to be: she’s kind, I feel supported, I feel safe with her and more relaxed, she feels close...and then I start to feel panicky and angry with her and then I look for things to feel annoyed with her about to create some distance.
Last time it happened, I found myself getting really caught up in fantasies about firing her. It went on for weeks and it took up a huge about of time and head space. I was literally having these thoughts for hours and it was causing me a lot of stress and distress. And I felt very ashamed of the fact that I was doing it, because it felt really child-ish and irrational. In the end, I felt so worn down by it that I just sort of blurted it out to her during a session, which felt mortifying but we had a chat about it...and then it all just magically stopped! As if telling her had completely taken its power away and the ruminations and the feelings that went along with them just vanished. Magic!
A couple of weeks ago, a similar thing started again. I’ve found myself getting really lost in fantasies about her again...this time, I haven’t quite been getting to the point of firing her in them but the fantasies are all about us arguing...I am angry with her and telling her all the reasons why and she’s kind of looking baffled and trying to reassure me that I’ve misunderstood (so, in the fantasies, she’s not angry and arguing with me...I’m the only one being pissy) but I’m not interested and I won’t listen and I keep insisting that x, y and z and then I get up and leave.
Like before, I can get caught up in these daydreams for ages. It’s generally the last thing I think about before I go to sleep and the first thing I think about when I wake up. It’s ridiculous but I just can’t seem to get a handle on it and stop it.
When I’m in the moment of the fantasy, it feels sort of exhilarating and calming at the same time. It’s enjoyable...but there is also something stressful and unpleasant about it too when I come out of the fantasy because I just want to feel OK about her/us and not have any extreme thoughts or feelings. I just want to feel neutral about her.
Right at the end of our wash out session last week, I blurted out that I was doing this again. She said that when I have these fantasies, I’m thinking about wanting to “murder the relationship” so the interesting thing for us to look at is what would be the benefit to me of murdering the relationship. Or, what would murdering the relationship protect.
We have been talking lately about me moving toward more processing...about childhood trauma and my mum’s recent death...talking about how I have moved from dissociation to repressing feelings and now wanting to take a step forward to process more.
So, I suppose, I see the fantasies as perhaps:
- an illustration of my general fear of intimacy...and, more specifically, the push/pull of the therapeutic relationship, which I have struggled with from the get go.
- a way of taking control/feeling in control
- perhaps “murdering the relationship” protects me from having to go near difficult feelings, which would come up if I was going to go ahead and process traumatic experiences.
We only had a few minutes to talk about it so didn’t get into it a whole lot. And she was very nice about it and took it in her stride and I think it was the right thing to do to tell her. But I had really hoped that putting it out there with her would make it stop like it did before. But it hasn’t. If anything, it has intensified. It’s taking up so much time and headspace and I’m just getting sucked into these thoughts, which is taking me away from other stuff I need to be focusing on and doing.
I am beyond frustrated with myself that this pattern is repeating again.
I am annoyed with myself that every time I seem to be pushing on and making some progress, I seem to sabotage myself.
I feel mortified that I’m acting like a child.
I hate how desperate I feel.
I hate myself for being such a coward.
I feel so stupid that I can’t stop the thoughts/feelings. If I can notice what’s happening, recognise it’s a pattern and understand some of the deeper reasons underneath the fantasies, why can’t I make them stop?!
We were supposed to be having a month long break because I had ended up with some work clashes with our session times. So, thinking on it, maybe that was partly why I felt a bit meh last session. However, she then emailed about the possibility of doing evening sessions during that time if that would fit around work, so we managed to arrange a couple of dates. So, I’m now seeing her next week instead of waiting til the end of the month.
Does anyone have any advice about how I can get this under control? I want to be able to stop the fantasies/ruminations/intrusive thoughts because they are not useful. How do I get things back on track? I have no idea what I’m going to say to her next week.