Wendell_R
Diamond Member
My therapist usually runs a few minutes late. That hasn't been a problem, because she ends a few minutes late. But now she shares an office and we need to end before the next appointment. I am afraid of seeing her today because I want to have my full session time, but asking women for things that I want is my number one trigger. I woke at 5 this morning with a pit in my stomach. When I think of asking her, I feel like a small child who is about to be hit and who is full of shame.
I know she will not hit me.
I know she will respect what I say.
I know I can tell her these things.
I know she cares for me and what I say.
I know that my mind wants to rationalize her lateness (she spends lots of time reading my journals outside our sessions).
I know that bringing this up with her is very important as I learn how to do this in the rest of my life.
I know that I can be gentle, soothing, and compassionate with my self.
This will be hard, but I can do it. If I trust both of us, I can let her talk to the little child who is afraid.
I know she will not hit me.
I know she will respect what I say.
I know I can tell her these things.
I know she cares for me and what I say.
I know that my mind wants to rationalize her lateness (she spends lots of time reading my journals outside our sessions).
I know that bringing this up with her is very important as I learn how to do this in the rest of my life.
I know that I can be gentle, soothing, and compassionate with my self.
This will be hard, but I can do it. If I trust both of us, I can let her talk to the little child who is afraid.