I really liked bloomins analagy about the therapist being your vehicle. And thanks Bloomin for allowing it to be borrowed.
When I was reading it, I had an image in my head that you were on this destination and would be traveling across the ocean, down a canal, through the forest, the desert, up a mountain, through the swamp-in all kinds of conditions. You have available to you a boat, a jeep, hiking and camping gear, high water boots, and so forth.
Every item is of great value to you, however, the boat will not help you cross the desert. Survival and the art of travel is reasoning out what you need to meet the next destination.
Brat17, I like how you take the analogy even further, because it fits my situation perfectly.If you dont mind I am going to put this in my dairysection as well, as a reminder against the guilt and shame I also feel towards the break up with my T.
Thank you!
I want to echo what others have said about your incredible, rational, pragmatic, mature and wise response to all that has happened with your situation Sterre. It humbles me, I doubt I could find such balance, compassion and reality if I was to be faced with such a conflicting painful situation as you are. You are truly a credit to your own healing, and to the inner wisdom and strength that have brought you so far in life.
I'm glad you have this forum now Sterre, more than ever. Please write as often as you need.
Thanks maddog, but iI feel it is to much credit for me now. I am not there yet, I dont feel solid ground underneath my feet about the situation with my T. It feels that the only way to survive this situation for now is to keep my head cristal clear and not to blur the reality of what happend between her and me.
There is this voice inside me that wants me to believe that she never really cared for me, and that the whole relationship was a failure. That everything was negative betweeen her and me, that her compassion was false, that her support was false, and that my progress is an illusion.
There is also a voice that wants me to believe that I messed this up, that I made myself so impossible to work with that she had no other choice than to break it up, that she is disgusted with me and my impossible behavior. That I am guilty of this failure, that I am guilty of all the failures, and that I put her trough hell while working with me.That I will never get beteer, and that I will ruin every single relationship, therapeutic or otherwise, every single time because I am an impossible creature.
In order to keep those voices down, I have to hold on to the middle ground and to the reality of what acctually happend. Otherwise I am lost and a playball of my destructive emotions.
I am surviving at this moment, and to do that I need to hold on to the reality as strong as I can. And the reality is that it just didnt work out, and thats it is not my fault or hers, but that at this point in time we are incompatible.
I am scared, because I know/am affraid of, that there will come a point where those voices will creep inside my skull, and then there is no T to calm me down.
Thanks for your support, and your wise words!