I've had a really busy few months of therapy. Seems like I've managed to fit a lot of my painful early and current life story into a short time. And I'm wavering between overwhelmed and very sad. I guess that's progress from overwhelmed! I'm getting to the part where I see how my damned past is still alive and well, in some ways, in my life and my parenting. It's pretty horrific and distressing to acknowledge. And sometimes... the betrayals make me feel terribly sad.
I'm pretty tired of bringing new material up with my therapist. I've told her all kinds of important things, and I want a little time to catch up with the emotional impact of some of them now. I wish I could just have an hour for her or someone to tell me everything's going to be alright. To tell me it's ok, and that they're sorry, and to sort of help me, to hold on to my sadness with me. It's very hard to be sad all alone, and try to feel better- I just end up feeling.... worse or tired out.
My therapist has told me in the past, that she would 'hold my tears for me' something it's a little hard for me to grasp. She's prone to saying she's sorry, when I reveal painful things. I could really use some of that compassion now, but DON'T want to ask. I hate to ask, I feel..... way too exposed, too scared that she won't have compassion. I don't want her to try and manufacture caring. She says she does, but I know it's not something you can just... put on, like a method actor or something.
Sometimes, she's so encouraging, and practical, which is good, but... I don't really want any of that right now. Is that terrible? Sometimes.... I'm so contrary, I don't want her to congratulate me on my progress or explain psychological concepts... I just want... to finally feel like someone cares about the things that went wrong for me.
I feel mortified even writing this.
Anyone else have trouble with things like this? I'm supposed to have a phone session with her tomorrow, and I just want to cancel at this point and be alone with all the sad things on my mind. Don't know what to do.
I'm listening to Pink's song "Try" and the great dance piece that goes with it now- worth a listen if anyone hasn't heard it yet. It helps...sometimes, we just have to be courageous, don't we... even about our vulnerabilities. I think that must be what therapy is all about. :)
I'm pretty tired of bringing new material up with my therapist. I've told her all kinds of important things, and I want a little time to catch up with the emotional impact of some of them now. I wish I could just have an hour for her or someone to tell me everything's going to be alright. To tell me it's ok, and that they're sorry, and to sort of help me, to hold on to my sadness with me. It's very hard to be sad all alone, and try to feel better- I just end up feeling.... worse or tired out.
My therapist has told me in the past, that she would 'hold my tears for me' something it's a little hard for me to grasp. She's prone to saying she's sorry, when I reveal painful things. I could really use some of that compassion now, but DON'T want to ask. I hate to ask, I feel..... way too exposed, too scared that she won't have compassion. I don't want her to try and manufacture caring. She says she does, but I know it's not something you can just... put on, like a method actor or something.
Sometimes, she's so encouraging, and practical, which is good, but... I don't really want any of that right now. Is that terrible? Sometimes.... I'm so contrary, I don't want her to congratulate me on my progress or explain psychological concepts... I just want... to finally feel like someone cares about the things that went wrong for me.
I feel mortified even writing this.
Anyone else have trouble with things like this? I'm supposed to have a phone session with her tomorrow, and I just want to cancel at this point and be alone with all the sad things on my mind. Don't know what to do.
I'm listening to Pink's song "Try" and the great dance piece that goes with it now- worth a listen if anyone hasn't heard it yet. It helps...sometimes, we just have to be courageous, don't we... even about our vulnerabilities. I think that must be what therapy is all about. :)