Rose White
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I’m using the term transference to mean feelings of strong attachment to your therapist and ego to mean like inner critic. I see both as protective survival mechanisms, just in opposite directions. Transference makes me feel like I want to run toward my therapist and inner critic makes me feel like I want to run away from my therapist.
Well it’s quite uncomfortable and often depressing. The transference and ego are rising up in power, forcing me to face them. I can’t. I am supposed to be able to handle the pain of the inner critic’s comments. I numb. I am supposed to talk about how helpless the transference makes me feel. I hide.
Okay, so I’m aware of them! I guess that’s more than I’ve ever had in my entire life. Before (just last year!) I was unaware and held victim by my transference to important people and my inner critic’s unconscious reign.
Now I can talk about them. I know that meditation is supposed to help create a space between the “peaceful eternal me” and the transference and inner critic (if I could ever sustain that practice).
I wonder how closely those two things are connected? They are both in my mind. They both spawned from the abuse, from something missing in my life (or present when it shouldn’t have been).
Maybe they are two sides of the same coin, the “love hate flip flop” that children feel toward their caregivers. The transference makes me feel like I need someone else to fill something in me that I’m supposed to fill myself. The inner critic makes me feel like no one could ever truly reach me, that I have a protective shell (or a broken heart) that will eternally separate me, just like my narc abuser dad could never actually connect with people because his father ruined him. (Cognitive distortions)
In reality, I have power over both of them? Through my words and self-discipline?
Is it just a coincidence that I am thinking about these two states at the same time, or is there a connection?
Well it’s quite uncomfortable and often depressing. The transference and ego are rising up in power, forcing me to face them. I can’t. I am supposed to be able to handle the pain of the inner critic’s comments. I numb. I am supposed to talk about how helpless the transference makes me feel. I hide.
Okay, so I’m aware of them! I guess that’s more than I’ve ever had in my entire life. Before (just last year!) I was unaware and held victim by my transference to important people and my inner critic’s unconscious reign.
Now I can talk about them. I know that meditation is supposed to help create a space between the “peaceful eternal me” and the transference and inner critic (if I could ever sustain that practice).
I wonder how closely those two things are connected? They are both in my mind. They both spawned from the abuse, from something missing in my life (or present when it shouldn’t have been).
Maybe they are two sides of the same coin, the “love hate flip flop” that children feel toward their caregivers. The transference makes me feel like I need someone else to fill something in me that I’m supposed to fill myself. The inner critic makes me feel like no one could ever truly reach me, that I have a protective shell (or a broken heart) that will eternally separate me, just like my narc abuser dad could never actually connect with people because his father ruined him. (Cognitive distortions)
In reality, I have power over both of them? Through my words and self-discipline?
Is it just a coincidence that I am thinking about these two states at the same time, or is there a connection?