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Yesterday was group, of which my T is a co-facilitator, and I e-mailed him very briefly the night before letting him know I was mad at him (just so he knew if my behavior towards him changed in group). In group, I told people how I might have a broken foot and am homeless for the next month. People offered their support, and I didn't respond the greatest, and my T asked me about it. I told him I was mad at him and that it was between us. He then said that'd we'd have to discuss it in group since there's tension there. I felt backed into a corner, and I got up and said "Excuse me, please" and walked out. I walked away from the group room as fast as possible, hoping that my T wouldn't follow, but he did.
I went outside and leaned against a wall, and he came out and asked what's the matter. I shut down, partially because of being in pain from my foot & having only gotten 5 hours of sleep the night before due to moving away from stressful creepy landlord. I brought up the stuff from the previous session, and again, he didn't understand what I was saying & read into it. I tried to explain, but it just didn't seem to work at all.
I told him I just had needed to walk out and pray for a bit and then I could return. He said that we had to talk right now, and when I said I needed to just stop and pray to ask God for help to talk, he told me not to, that he didn't want me to 'dissociate' (as if I was actually there anyway---I already had dissociated and needed prayer to ground!), and that he was there and I needed to talk to him and give him eye contact. I tried so hard to talk, but I felt so misunderstood and invalidated that it was very hard to. He said I need to convince him that he's helping me, so I told him that having him as a consistent figure has been helpful all by itself.
He said that moving forward he needs me to do three things: (1) absolutely no more e-mailing, (2) that I am more immediate in session with what I'm feeling, (3) I stay away from the park that's near his house because he can see me there (which is where I go to pray outdoors that's not mosquito ridden, which I'm quite allergic to). I'm really frustrated with all of this, especially since he isn't understanding me or why I was upset and that he was so disrespectful and disregarding of my faith.
My faith is the number one part of me, and for him to think that he can dictate where and when I express my faith is over the line, in my opinion. It's not like I'm praying on his lawn! or in front of his house in the street. There's a huge field, and he wasn't even willing to consider if I pray on the far, far end (like 2 or 3 football fields lengths away from where he could see me). I'm not praying there because his house is nearby; I can't help that his house is by a PUBLIC PARK!!!! And, I know there are other parks, but the uniqueness of this park is the large field that doesn't have many mosquitoes because of the open space and it's next to a farmer's field where I can also go for a walk. It's the closest thing to country I can get while living in a city. It has nothing to do with him.
I don't know if I can continue to see him with that specific boundary. I'd be fine staying far away, since that's where I pray usually anyway (until mosquitoes go away, and then I pray in the woods). Gah. I'm so frustrated with him right now!!!
Yesterday was group, of which my T is a co-facilitator, and I e-mailed him very briefly the night before letting him know I was mad at him (just so he knew if my behavior towards him changed in group). In group, I told people how I might have a broken foot and am homeless for the next month. People offered their support, and I didn't respond the greatest, and my T asked me about it. I told him I was mad at him and that it was between us. He then said that'd we'd have to discuss it in group since there's tension there. I felt backed into a corner, and I got up and said "Excuse me, please" and walked out. I walked away from the group room as fast as possible, hoping that my T wouldn't follow, but he did.
I went outside and leaned against a wall, and he came out and asked what's the matter. I shut down, partially because of being in pain from my foot & having only gotten 5 hours of sleep the night before due to moving away from stressful creepy landlord. I brought up the stuff from the previous session, and again, he didn't understand what I was saying & read into it. I tried to explain, but it just didn't seem to work at all.
I told him I just had needed to walk out and pray for a bit and then I could return. He said that we had to talk right now, and when I said I needed to just stop and pray to ask God for help to talk, he told me not to, that he didn't want me to 'dissociate' (as if I was actually there anyway---I already had dissociated and needed prayer to ground!), and that he was there and I needed to talk to him and give him eye contact. I tried so hard to talk, but I felt so misunderstood and invalidated that it was very hard to. He said I need to convince him that he's helping me, so I told him that having him as a consistent figure has been helpful all by itself.
He said that moving forward he needs me to do three things: (1) absolutely no more e-mailing, (2) that I am more immediate in session with what I'm feeling, (3) I stay away from the park that's near his house because he can see me there (which is where I go to pray outdoors that's not mosquito ridden, which I'm quite allergic to). I'm really frustrated with all of this, especially since he isn't understanding me or why I was upset and that he was so disrespectful and disregarding of my faith.
My faith is the number one part of me, and for him to think that he can dictate where and when I express my faith is over the line, in my opinion. It's not like I'm praying on his lawn! or in front of his house in the street. There's a huge field, and he wasn't even willing to consider if I pray on the far, far end (like 2 or 3 football fields lengths away from where he could see me). I'm not praying there because his house is nearby; I can't help that his house is by a PUBLIC PARK!!!! And, I know there are other parks, but the uniqueness of this park is the large field that doesn't have many mosquitoes because of the open space and it's next to a farmer's field where I can also go for a walk. It's the closest thing to country I can get while living in a city. It has nothing to do with him.
I don't know if I can continue to see him with that specific boundary. I'd be fine staying far away, since that's where I pray usually anyway (until mosquitoes go away, and then I pray in the woods). Gah. I'm so frustrated with him right now!!!