The Things I Say To My Therapist

[Panda Bear]

I often snap at me T:

"Stop breathing!"
"WHAT?"(when he just sits there and stares at me)
"Be quiet" or "Stop talking"
"Well stop that..."(in response to him doing or saying something nice to me)
"What are you smiling at?"(in response to him being pleased with me)

Lastly...."What's the matter with you?" I caught him wiping a tear from his eye about a year ago, during an extremely painful session. Which he confessed to doing, and that he was painfully sad for what had happened to me. I don't snap that at him anymore.:(

 

[Forgetful]

Today during an intense conversation.

M "what the hell is that damn ticking"
T "my clock. When I changed the batteries it started to tick louder. Why, is it bothering you?"
M " YES!!! F*cling get rid of it!!

She put it in the hall. I'm still learning how to speak up for myself. Progress.

 

[Recovery4Me]

Offered to T ... "Your acceptance has made a difference to me. Thank you."

 

[Ronin]

T: I won't inquire further, as that is personal, and I wouldn't remember all the names of people involved.

Me: That's very gracious of you. (Unsaid: Oh thank God. Someone has a sense of boundaries.)

 

[Nighthawk]

You want me to believe that people care about me. But the truth is I pay to be cared about. Isn't that pathetic.

 

[Panda Bear]

Me: If you don't like my answers, then don't ask stupid questions!

T: Don't be mean to me.

 

[Recovery4Me]

@Nighthawk :hug::hug: I have said the same thing once, a long time ago, so I hear you and sit with you as you 'feel' this. However my dear, feelings are not always facts and I want you to know it is a fact that I do care about you as a person, a fellow sufferer and as someone who is fighting the good fight while in incredible pain.

And I know for a fact...I am not the only member. jmho forgive the slight rant:wideeyed: PS We can't be paid either here to care about someone...we are a tough bunch.:rolleyes:

 

[Deleted member 29920]

After T sat silently staring at the floor for an entire minute (probably waiting on me saying something profound)

Me: I don't have anything else to say

 

[Heather]

Me: (old T) Can't we do something other than play connect four?

That's why he's my old T.

 

[Forgetful]

After a discussion on the various symptoms of PTSD and possible medications that are available for each (possibly changing meds).
T - guess what?
Me - you found a cure and are naming it after me!
T - ummm no.
Me - well, you said guess.

 

[Ronin]

T: I'm super super qualified to treat trauma.
Me: Would you mind showing me your certificates the next time?
T: How dare you request that, that's my privacy.
Me: (unsaid): I guess that's one for 'yes, terribly.'

Been reading that flake's articles lately. Funnier from a distance.

 

[jaccat]

I like saying wildly inappropriate things that make my T laugh when she's not supposed to. I once described a period of my chilhood as like living in an Amsterdam Coffee House, which she had some trouble with! "I'm really not supposed to laugh!"

My T is also dyslexic and has trouble remembering names. She was once describing a book she couldn't remember the name of to me, which I recognised as having read. I told her I'd read it, corrected her on the location of the story, and gave her the title and author. A few sessions later she asked me if I could repeat it all as she'd decided she wanted to reread the book!