I partially mentioned this in a different post on the dissociation forum a while back. I am still so sad and confused that I'm hoping someone may have some discernment or new perspective for me.
I originally started seeing my therapist about 4 years ago. In the course of 1 month, I had been raped by my husband, found out he was a pedaphile (my oldest son his victim) and lost everything- including my children temporarily.
In the midst of the crisis-which lasted almost 2 years with court, law enforcement etc, my counselor was very supportive and helpful. She was able to help me see some unhealthy beliefs I had about myself and even my faith. She was also great with teaching about boundaries and was even known by the local rape support agency as the 'boundary lady."
Once the crisis period was over, we decided that it would be a good time to start exploring the abuse and neglect I'd endured as a child. It was long-term and at times severe. I really wanted to and knew that there would be a lot of benefit for me as I struggled with nightmares, intrusive thoughts and flashbacks.
Unfortunately, sharing my story has been very difficult. The fear and shame that would well up in me, shut me down frequently. I continued to try, but would often leave very discouraged and angry with myself for not talking about it.
I would share with my therapist that I was very frustrated with myself and even ashamed to have been in therapy so long and not be "better." She always addressed this with patience and encouragement, so I continued going and trying different things.
The battle continued and some times I would leave the sessions not remembering much anything that we had talked about, but I knew that I had not told my story, read anything from my journal, shared my "homework" etc.
Finally, just a few weeks ago, I came to realize that I was possibly dissociating during the sessions. I was still unsure so I didn't share with my therapist right away, but I did finally share a story from my journal.
After sharing my first story, I felt very encouraged and proud of myself, but that is when everything started deteriorating. After I shared my first story- all my counselor said was it sounds like you blame yourself and blame the little girl you were. That was the only feedback I received. No further processing.
The following week, I went back in and tried to share something else. Again I believe I began to dissociate. This time I shared with the counselor that I believed that was going on. She said that she knew and had witnessed that herself. Then she added that she thought I was being controlling, manipulative and "borderline-ish." She said I was playing games. When I asked her what she meant, she said that the questions I asked were part of my game playing. I was seriously confused and hurt.
At the last session, she reiterated what she had said at the previous session and told me to come back in a month. She said I'd become too controlling, manipulative and dependent and that the therapeutic relationship was starting to get unhealthy and the only hope i had for recovery was to not see her regularly. She was strangely cold and distant and offered no real explanation.
Seriously, I am confused and hurt. I know that I have "issues," but I don't think I'm trying to play games or be manipulative. If I am, I want to stop. I have done some serious soul searching and really do want to be as well as I can be. I want to hold myself accountable for unhealthy patterns, but I also know that I typically blame myself for everything. This made me feel crazy and ashamed. Definitely not a therapeutic way to spread things out or end therapy IMHO. Any insight? Maybe I need a new therapist??
I originally started seeing my therapist about 4 years ago. In the course of 1 month, I had been raped by my husband, found out he was a pedaphile (my oldest son his victim) and lost everything- including my children temporarily.
In the midst of the crisis-which lasted almost 2 years with court, law enforcement etc, my counselor was very supportive and helpful. She was able to help me see some unhealthy beliefs I had about myself and even my faith. She was also great with teaching about boundaries and was even known by the local rape support agency as the 'boundary lady."
Once the crisis period was over, we decided that it would be a good time to start exploring the abuse and neglect I'd endured as a child. It was long-term and at times severe. I really wanted to and knew that there would be a lot of benefit for me as I struggled with nightmares, intrusive thoughts and flashbacks.
Unfortunately, sharing my story has been very difficult. The fear and shame that would well up in me, shut me down frequently. I continued to try, but would often leave very discouraged and angry with myself for not talking about it.
I would share with my therapist that I was very frustrated with myself and even ashamed to have been in therapy so long and not be "better." She always addressed this with patience and encouragement, so I continued going and trying different things.
The battle continued and some times I would leave the sessions not remembering much anything that we had talked about, but I knew that I had not told my story, read anything from my journal, shared my "homework" etc.
Finally, just a few weeks ago, I came to realize that I was possibly dissociating during the sessions. I was still unsure so I didn't share with my therapist right away, but I did finally share a story from my journal.
After sharing my first story, I felt very encouraged and proud of myself, but that is when everything started deteriorating. After I shared my first story- all my counselor said was it sounds like you blame yourself and blame the little girl you were. That was the only feedback I received. No further processing.
The following week, I went back in and tried to share something else. Again I believe I began to dissociate. This time I shared with the counselor that I believed that was going on. She said that she knew and had witnessed that herself. Then she added that she thought I was being controlling, manipulative and "borderline-ish." She said I was playing games. When I asked her what she meant, she said that the questions I asked were part of my game playing. I was seriously confused and hurt.
At the last session, she reiterated what she had said at the previous session and told me to come back in a month. She said I'd become too controlling, manipulative and dependent and that the therapeutic relationship was starting to get unhealthy and the only hope i had for recovery was to not see her regularly. She was strangely cold and distant and offered no real explanation.
Seriously, I am confused and hurt. I know that I have "issues," but I don't think I'm trying to play games or be manipulative. If I am, I want to stop. I have done some serious soul searching and really do want to be as well as I can be. I want to hold myself accountable for unhealthy patterns, but I also know that I typically blame myself for everything. This made me feel crazy and ashamed. Definitely not a therapeutic way to spread things out or end therapy IMHO. Any insight? Maybe I need a new therapist??