Okay... I had my session and I thought I would update you all who have been SO supportive and generous to me. I loved hearing about everyone's experiences with empathy and their own Ts and what it looks like to others.
I'll address each of the responses after I update you all on what happened.
It was a really difficult session and it totally started out on the wrong foot!
He kept me waiting for almost 20 minutes! First he was late with the woman ahead of me (who I try to NOT see as she comes out because I don't like her... I have no other reason aside from the fact that she is attractive and his client
). Then after keeping me waiting for 15 minutes he let's me in and then takes his little walk! Okay, now I'm fuming and absolutely convinced that he is trying to spend as little time with me as possible because I am his worst, most ungrateful, pain in the rear client! When I walk into his office I see that his rolling office chair is set pretty close to the chair where I usually sit and of course I am thinking... gee musta been a powerful session and he was sitting really close to her and of course that made me feel worse. By the time he walked in the room I was already near tears and REALLY NOT wanting to talk to him about anything.
He apologized for keeping me waiting and I did not answer him. He looked at me and asked his usual how are you and I said I'm really sad. He asked what was going on that made me sad and I told him first about the anniversary of the day. How I was missing oldT because of what he gave me. So my T asks me what was it that I was missing so much and I said... something that YOU won't give me. So I got a "look" and he asked... should I ask what it is that I cannot give you? And I said empathy. He said I know I'm not as empathic as you believe oldT was but I do offer you empathy and I said... no you don't. You told me you won't give me empathy because you want me to get better and I have no idea why they are mutually exclusive and if I don't feel empathy then I am just not going to be able to talk to you!
He said "I never said that... I said I would not give you SYMPATHY not empathy and I think I do offer you my empathy" I said NO you said empathy. So he said if that is what I heard from him then he is sorry because he would never say that to me. He thought for a minute and said that he knows that whatever it was that I felt from oldT he realizes had an impact on me and made me feel really good but it may not really be empathy more like sympathy. He also said it was not a healthy thing he was giving me, especially because he was so inconsistent with it and he would give it and take it away arbitrarily.
So I sat there crying telling him that I missed that feeling and it was so good and it made me feel so held, and close and understood. I felt that oldT could feel my pain and understand how difficult it was for me to tell him things and I could tell him because I thought he could relate to me and so it felt okay to tell him. But my T reminded me that he was not safe and it was a false sense of safety. He said having that feeling, whatever it was, became addictive to me to the point that I ignored the other warning signs and red flags. The defensiveness, the inconsistency, the self-centeredness of oldT. I told him I didn't care I just wanted to feel that feeling again and that I KNEW I would never have it again and that made me sad.
So I sat there crying again with my hands over my face and he gave me a few quiet minutes and then said he needed me to come back to him because we needed to talk about this. He had on my fav yellow shirt today and he sat close to me for the entire session, leaning forward. I finally calmed down a bit and looked at him. He said that we had a good relationship... I said it was not like my other one...he said that he tries to show empathy and he thinks that it's me that deflects it, or ignores it. I cannot accept it or take it in. And I said I could not trust any feelings I felt in there because of what happneed to me last time I trusted. I told him that I was afraid to tell him things because it was like there was this huge black abyss in front of me and I'm scared to cross it and I reach for him and he refuses to help me and leaves me there alone and so I fall into the black pit and I'm alone in there with no one. Just me alone.
He looked at me and said... he would never do that and that he has been there all along for me. He asked me what have we been doing for the past year and I said we have been slogging through a lot of mud. He said that he was always present with me through that. I was never alone in it. That he would always respond to my emails and my calls and he hoped he was helpful to me. He said he would never leave me alone in the black pit but that oldT left me there... and in fact he was the one who PUSHED me into the pit. I asked him if he thought a lot of this was just negative transference from oldT and he said yes.
He said he really understood why I was feeling like this. That he was going to leave me or that I would tell him something to make him leave. He said he could actually feel me pushing him away and he knows that I do this from time to time. He told me there is nothing I could tell him that would change his opinion of me because he already knows me and knows who I am and the other stuff is just information. It's what happened to me not who I am.
He asked me what I felt he thought of me and I said that I'm an intellectual curiosity... client dumped by T and falling apart. He said that's an observation not a feeling. So I said he is curious. He said no, what else. I said I have no idea what feeling or emotion is connected to him. I don't know. I think that maybe I just cannot feel ANYTHING anymore. He said that I do feel things that he knows I do and I said ...okay yeah... I feel sad and/or scared all the time. Then I started to cry again and I told him that I despair of ever feeling anything but sad or scared. And when I try to fight those feelings I end up just numb and then I don't feel anything at all. Like I'm shot full of anesthesia of some kind. And that I just knew I would never have those joyful feelings again. The ones I was filled up with last spring when I started to feel better with oldT. When I thought things were going so well and instead oldT was plotting to get rid of me. I lost that and I knew I would never have it back again. My T sat and looked at me for a long time. He said that maybe I would have new and better feelings. Healthier feelings. It may not feel the same but it would be different and better.
During some parts of our discussion he told me I was being petulant and all that was missing was the "foot stomp". He said my inner child was very much in the room today and that he can see me switch back and forth. He said he was glad she is appearing more often now because he wants to know her. I hate her. I told him how after a long time she came out to oldT. He coaxed her out and she thought he was a kind, safe man and then he destroyed her. She is very wounded and she does not trust him at all...why should she?
By now our time was up. It's amazing what we accomplished in only 40 minutes. I had to leave while I was so shaky and dizzy I could not get up. He told me to take my time. I was a little upset that I had no transition time and was still in a highly emotional, dissociative state at the end and I had to just go. Someone was waiting outside. When I was putting my blanket away he told me that he wanted me to know that my candle was one of his most favorite gifts he had ever gotten. He said he loves that it goes on and off by itself and it turns on the same time each day which is the time that I see him. That was nice of him to say. It meant a lot to me to hear that whether he meant it or not.
We shook hands and he rubbed my arm and told me he would be around this weekend if I needed to contact him. I wished him a good weekend. I won't see him until Tuesday due to the hated Monday holiday.
As I reflect on the session I feel somewhat better and it's interesting that was stays in my mind was not all the words he said to me... although some of them were either nice or just interesting to hear... but it's his face. The way he looked at me so intently and seriously and maybe even sadly. When he was talking to me about how he was offering empathy but that I could not feel it for some reason, that it was not getting across to me and if it was I would deflect it away he looked...almost sad in a way. I keep remembering that he looked sad that I could not feel or accept something good that he was offering to me. It's that kind of thing that heals me... not so much the words and the information. I respond to the non-verbals, the emotions in the room, not so much the words.
And so that is what I took away from the session. The way he looked at me. I guess that is a start.
I'll post this now and come back to respond.
Thanks for reading
TN