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Responses To Your Therapist That You Will Probably Never Say

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@SheilaKathy maybe if you ask for one of the cuddly toys you will get one :D. That's so sweet you want to take one. I wouldn't have been able to concentrate on talking if there had been distracting cute things in the room :hilarious:.

My unconscious distracting techniques:

Me: Has something in the room changed?
T: No, nothing has changed.
Me: Are you sure? Is this the same room?
T: Yes, it's the same room, nothing has changed.

Response I wouldn't have said: I know nothing is different, I just have a horrible feeling being in here. Maybe it's vulnerability or something. :rolleyes:.
 
@rainy_daze I told her she inspired me and that I had started to collect them now too. She was pleased. I think what made me go in this direction was twofold actually (and the above, of course). My best friend bought me a teddy bear Beanie Baby and she found out afterwards online that it was worth $600! Then, I went looking around for other beanie babies in Thrift Stores, but could find none. However, while I was looking I found some other stuffed animals that were so adorable that I could not resist. One was a Build-a-Bear Koala bear wearing a pair of jeans. Another reminded me of the one stuffed toy I did have when I was a kid, an ookpic which was common to some area of Canada. I had bought it while my family was on vacation there. The real ones were made out of some kind of real fur, but my parents only let me buy the child's toy, which was made out of fake fur.
 
The counselor that I have seen in the past sent me an e-card birthday greeting last week, the day before my birthday. I didn't respond to it.

The next day, my birthday, that evening, the phone rang and it was her. I decided to just let the machine pick it up although during her message, she began to say, "if you're there, pick up".

My response would be: Why?

Her message said that she would be calling back later.

Did she really think this time I would pick the phone up and talk to her?

She did call again, and again her message went to the machine. She said, "you must be out..."

I'm sure she can't understand why I didn't pick up the phone and talk to her.
 
I just had to come back here as I can't believe it.

Here I have had no contact from this counselor since back in October and today I receive an E-card from her. She's hoping I had a good Christmas and is wishing me a Happy New Year. Some responses not to be shared with her:

Me: It seems that you really never listened to me when I was telling you my life story and what Christmas meant to me.

Me: I could go on and on but my comment to myself was I now want to be around people whom I feel heard with and am learning what it feels like to be me and to be authentic and to live through it.

Counselor: I told you I enjoyed listening to you. Why does it matter to you if you didn't feel heard?

Me: One of these days, I might just tell you, but not today.
 
I'm making this appointment right after the first of the year, so I can get away with not paying you my Medicare Deductible again this year. Also because I have to go to a specialist (most likely) and don't want to have to pay it to him!
 
Today, things I desperately wanted to say:

  • You will never understand chemical depression.
  • You will never understand how acute my pain is. I think you're afraid of it.
  • Why do you think you have the right to tell me it will get better? Who named you "all-knowing therapist of 2014"?
  • Stop it. Stop telling me mindfulness helps. Right now, I cannot hear it.
And finally,
  • Were you out sick when they did the chapter on Validation back in therapy school?
 
Things I've *actually* said to my therapist.....

It's days like this I have to remind myself I trust your judgement, cos I really wanna do the opposite right now!

You're *really* annoying me right now. Let's just agree to disagree.

T to me: I'm never ever getting in an argument with you....because you're actually always right and I know I'm going to lose! (Apparently I know how to pick my fights!!!)
 
hmm only things my therapist says that irk me:

T: You have such a gift for metaphor, and your writings are full of emotion, maybe you should become a writer......
Me: really if you read my journal, i think youd think differently, I sometimes write while in a different dissociation, from the viewpoint of that box of emotion. thoughts in that thing are so disorganized, and I cant focus on where I am , let alone who i am for long some days. I cant remember alot of things let alone have a desire to sit and type a complete book out... who wants to read about what a mess my head is? metaphors are a coping mechanism to explain a certain experience to someone who doesnt have them.

T: you're doing well
me : well then why do i feel like a twisted ball of string ? , like im drowning and struggling to swim? why do i feel in pieces? why dont i feel anything happy, honestly truly feel it? If I were doing well, id not be seeing my past, and id feel like im actually alive and here.
 
T: So how do you feel now you have talked about this?
M: Oh, about the same as I've felt after the last ten thousand times I've talked about it.

T: [makes some blatantly obvious suggestion]
M: I've been working on this problem for longer than you've been practicing, so just skip anything you learned in Psych 101, okay?

T: Life isn't easy for anyone.
M: No, but if it were this hard for everyone, we'd be stuck in the Stone Age.

T: Thank you for working so hard today.
M: The only thing I worked hard at was trying to stop myself from screaming so loud the roof would have collapsed.

M: Since we've been working together my anxiety has been getting worse. I really need some more tools to deal with this.
T: Maybe getting worse is just part of the process.
M: WHAT process???

M: [telling T about my worst trauma memory]
T: no response
M: [a few weeks later, telling T the same thing again]
T: Wait, is this literal or symbolic?
M: Oh, sorry, I didn't realize I'd gotten into a time warp and was working with a Freudian psychoanalyst.
 
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