I had attempted to discuss my childhood pics with oldT too but he just looked at them and did not say much at all. No questions, no insightful comments. Nothing. It left me feeling “bad” and “wrong”. I had hoped that my current T would be different in some way. I also did this because I am feeling inside of me that I need to do something to move therapy forward. It has been an ongoing struggle to do any work with my T beyond processing the trauma caused by oldT. I would sit there and want to tell him things yet no words would come out. And so I made a beginning by talking about spending my summer weekends at my grandmother’s summer house and how that impacted my childhood and this spurred me to dig out some old pictures to share with him. Well… first of all, it took me some time after I got there to settle in enough to take out the pictures. By this time, our time was running out and it all had to be squeezed into ten minutes. And… he didn’t say much at all and when time was up he just got up and started opening the blinds (he closes them for me) and I had to leave. My head was swimming with stuff/old memories and I had to switch back to the present in 5 seconds and I just could NOT do it. Aside from that I felt that I had to run out of the office because I was overstaying my welcome. Time was up and I didn’t belong there any longer and had to flee.
I was such a mess for the rest of the day. When I got home I sent my T a very long email. I never send him long ones, I usually send him 2 -3 paragraphs and very much to the point. But in this email I tried to link my feelings to something. All I could come up with was oldT’s reaction to the pics was pretty much the same as his and I also ran out of time that day and had to run out of the office. Also… I shared the pictures with OldT in the session just before the session where he stood up and announced “I guess it would be hard for you to lose me”. So maybe those issues and feelings and memories got all mixed up together.
But aside from this… I have been having ongoing problems with ending sessions with my T. A few times my session has been shortened by the previous client running late. The week of the pictures … again we started late with barely gives me 40 minutes of session time. That is way too short for me. I regularly had 60 minutes with oldT and sometimes that went to 70 minutes. I just can’t get used to 40-45 minutes no matter what I do or how much I tell him I’m struggling with this. I could probably do 50 minutes and this is what he used to give me in the beginning of this relationship. I have to say that I am so envious of you that have 90 minute or longer sessions. Yes, I do see him 2x per week but it’s hard to work on complicated, difficult issues in such a short amount of time. It is further complicated by the fact that I have to return to work immediately after the session. I literally have no time to process major issues that leave me shaky and dissociated.
So… getting to the point now. Actually today is our One Year of working together, so yesterday I brought him a gift and a card to mark this milestone. I wrote him a note in the card regarding what this year meant to me and then on the other side of the card I included lyrics to a meaningful song about my therapy. I burned the song to a CD and gave it to him with the small lighthouse I spoke about here. I was really looking forward to this session and wanted it to be a good one. I wanted to focus on the past year and how I saw the journey. How I moved from not wanting to be there and not being able to “see” him and through all the pain and accomplishments. I had read over my journal notes throughout the week before and wanted to talk about some important memories I had.
He seemed to like the gift and said he appreciated the symbolism behind it. He thought the idea of the CD was “cool”. He asked me if it was okay to display the lighthouse and I said it was okay with me if it was okay with him. I know he will add it to his collection on his bookshelf where my candle is now. I think that part went okay. Then we started to talk about the year and I brought up some things about our relationship. I was very open about how I finally progressed to seeing him, to feeling the connection and feeling attached. I told him I started to feel safer with him when winter approached and he started to wear sweaters. He smiled and said that’s cause he was “fuzzy”. I said , “yeah literally”. I told him that even though I couldn’t “see” him for quite a while or feel anything connection to him, it was his voice that I hung onto. It was not so much what he said, it was the sound of his voice that was soothing and calmed me. He was never angry, or upset or scared or loud. His voice was the only thing that kept me stable in those early days.
But then I started to talk about oldT and the time period following the abandonment (I was abandoned in late summer). It was Fall and now it’s Fall again. I told him I’m feeling triggered lately due to the Fall being here and the days getting shorter. How I remember last year I dreaded Fall because it was taking me further away from oldT. And when I looked around, instead of seeing the glorious Fall foliage I only saw death. Everything around me was dying. And then I was suddenly crying badly. And guess what? Yup…time was up. I was in the middle of telling my T something huge that I never told anyone and time was f’ing UP. He stopped me and said we need to understand why I do this so often. I get really emotional and into something from the past just as time is up. I got so scared at that point I stopped hearing him. He said he knew he was losing me because of the expression on my face. He wanted me to hear him and he said that this was about me not him. Meaning it was about me having to leave him in a bad state and he felt then I would be so uncontained that I would disconnect from him.
Well I just need to say here that his bringing this to my attention at the end of the session did more to disconnect me than my own emotional state could have done. Now I feel just horrible. Like I’m a huge therapy failure. I just cannot get myself to work in 45 minute segments of time. Why can’t I do this? I feel like I made him angry enough to confront me about it. Maybe he thinks I’m trying to manipulate him to get more of his attention and time? He said he didn’t think I was doing it on purpose. But what if I am and I don’t know it? I feel like I’m this greedy, selfish, horrible person now. I feel like I don’t even want to go back to see him again. How can I do that when I’m going to spend the entire time watching the clock or my watch? Not only that, but I ruined the session. I really wanted it to be a good session that I could remember as a milestone. Now I only remember it as me getting in trouble. I know he said that he wants to understand why this is happening and that’s why we were talking about it but it does not feel that way. It feel just really bad. I lied to him and told him I was perfectly fine to go and not to worry. I told him I just have really bad timing.
The thing is… I thought I was just going to say my piece and go. I didn’t realize that what I was talking about threw me back into horrible grief and obviously I’m still not over it. I’m still struggling with the abandonment by my oldT and how that made me feel in the months following it. And now the season change is evoking those same grief feelings.
I know this was hugely long but I had to get it out there in print. I’m very confused right now and depressed over this. I just don’t know what to do.
Thanks for reading if you made it this far.
TN