Cowboy T is really nice, a kind person, I'm sure he cares about his clients- but I just find that without any sense of him being a part of my life outside of that 50 minutes- well, those 50 minutes feel really meaningless to me. I can't find a connection point anymore. I'm bored talking about myself. I could journal.
I tried to tell Cowboy that I didn't feel like I could talk to him, since I just can't beleive that cares- as in, is interested- and he said "ouch." he tried to look all hurt. I just didn't believe him. So here I am again, except this time- I don't really care. I care that I don't care- it makes me kind of wistful, I want to care- but I I'm pretty ambivalent about my therapy.. I hate this. I feel like I am irreparably damaged.
Well I have another couple of weeks to decide if I want to stick with it or not. I really think that his consistency with giving me regular weekly appointments was keeping me there, because somehow that just meant so much to me. But I did know it couldn't last, I guess I'm an old, boring client now, and have slipped off the radar.
yuck. Transference yeah- but no attachment to this T. I don't know what to do. I wonder if there is any point to continuing with therapy, when it *feels* totally pointless? Is there any way to get past this?
oh well.
Sorry to be a downer right before the holidays.
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