Hey everyone...
Ok, I'll warn in advance, I'm likely not going to be able to explain this well...
Hit a bit of a roadblock in seeing my T, basically because it's a question of:
- He wants me to trust him, over trusting my "inner dialogue"/which is obviously me.
Basically, there's a not so little voice in my head which warns me of danger, and reminds me of previous experience and pain. This voice is "me", it's based on my experience, and whilst it makes me sad, ultimately, it's based on what I "know" to be true, and is designed to protect me from f*cking up again; or getting hurt.
He rejects this, and is trying to get me to stop doing this.
I'm really struggling with this impasse for the following reasons:
- Am reluctant to trust him (or anyone else) more than "me"...I trust myself more than anyone else, d'uh!
- Accepting his view in particular is hard because I believe these things are true, so it feels like I'm being asked to reject facts and reality, just because it's unpleasant;
- This thing that I do, protects me...the idea of stopping doing that, uh, what else would I have?
Anyone else been here, in this situation, or is it just me?
Ok, I'll warn in advance, I'm likely not going to be able to explain this well...
Hit a bit of a roadblock in seeing my T, basically because it's a question of:
- He wants me to trust him, over trusting my "inner dialogue"/which is obviously me.
Basically, there's a not so little voice in my head which warns me of danger, and reminds me of previous experience and pain. This voice is "me", it's based on my experience, and whilst it makes me sad, ultimately, it's based on what I "know" to be true, and is designed to protect me from f*cking up again; or getting hurt.
He rejects this, and is trying to get me to stop doing this.
I'm really struggling with this impasse for the following reasons:
- Am reluctant to trust him (or anyone else) more than "me"...I trust myself more than anyone else, d'uh!
- Accepting his view in particular is hard because I believe these things are true, so it feels like I'm being asked to reject facts and reality, just because it's unpleasant;
- This thing that I do, protects me...the idea of stopping doing that, uh, what else would I have?
Anyone else been here, in this situation, or is it just me?