So, my cutting kinda spiraled out of control. (Out of control for me is still nothing that requires medical attention.) My mood also went to hell. Since my T was still in e-mail contact with me, I told him how much I had cut. Wednesday morning he e-mailed me telling me that I had to stop cutting, now, or he would take steps to have me hospitalized. He also said that he was no longer able to reply in length to me over e-mail because it is a poor method of communication when strong feelings are involved.
We did speak on the phone a couple of times, he was not, by any means, abandoning me. The less-then-logical part of me didn't buy it. It felt like part of me was throwing a temper tantrum while the other part was trying to reason with it. When we had our session yesterday, it was obvious that our relationship had changed. Before, I felt like my T was my partner digging in right beside me, at my pace, helping me to figure out what I felt and how to tolerate it. Now I feel like a patient. His demeanor changed entirely to something I've never seen before. He's much more stern now. He told me that I was stopping the cutting cold turkey. He's pushing harder, and seems more serious.
Again, logically, I know he's doing it because he cares, and to some extent, I asked him to be more firm with me. My not-so-logical half is still throwing a fit. My anxiety is sky high and I can't get it to calm down and let me eat or sleep or concentrate. The fact that he can't respond to e-mails (due to the highly emotional nature of things right now) is sending my imagination flying in all sorts of unpleasant directions. I feel completely worn out. I want to curl up in a ball and cry, or cut, or call him up and yell at him, or tell him I'm not going to talk to him anymore. Why can't I find the middle ground? Do I always have to go to the extremes?
I'm so frustrated. I feel like I'm flying apart in 15 different directions and scrambling to keep enough pieces together to keep functioning. I feel like I've really screwed something up and lost something with my T. I think our relationship has probably changed permanently, but I think it will return more to what it was before, over time, if I can pull myself together.
My T told me yesterday that he's going to start holding me more personally responsible for my self injury. I'm trying, but its hard with my brain is pulling so hard in totally opposite directions.