My previous T, whom I worked with in the 80's actually officiated at our wedding and came and then stayed for five days when i dislocated my hip and made meals and cleaned the house. I was also invited to her wedding (did I mention that?) and my other T also came to MY wedding with his wife and came to visit us (me and my family) for the day about three years after I finished working with him.
My worst T was actually present at my daughter's birth with his wife who was a midwife, !!! that was a mistake actually (I had to block him out of my mind ) and then he became godfather for my daughter and then when things went pair shaped with him, it was very very hard as he had blurred the boundaries so much.
I think T's should live on a separate planet LOL and only appear on this one for our sessions LOL
S
quote:Originally posted by Sheychen:
My previous T, whom I worked with in the 80's actually officiated at our wedding and came and then stayed for five days when i dislocated my hip and made meals and cleaned the house. I was also invited to her wedding (did I mention that?) and my other T also came to MY wedding with his wife and came to visit us (me and my family) for the day about three years after I finished working with him.
My worst T was actually present at my daughter's birth with his wife who was a midwife, that was a mistake actually (I had to block him out of my mind ) and then he became godfather for my daughter and then when things went pair shaped with him, it was very very hard as he had blurred the boundaries so much.
I think T's should live on a separate planet LOL and only appear on this one for our sessions LOL
S
Wow, several of these things make my eyes pop out of my head, but the birth thing got me. Probably because it was a male T more than being at the birth, but wow.
quote:and then when things went pair shaped with him, it was very very hard as he had blurred the boundaries so much.
I think T's should live on a separate planet LOL and only appear on this one for our sessions LOL
Sheychen- what does "went pair shaped" mean? Never heard that on this side of the ocean.
You are absolutely right about having them live on another planet- I love it, but I would want to know all the details of that planet though. And know when he is leaving.
the phrase is " pear shaped" which I spelt wrong.
The gory details are gory so to put it as succinctly as i can, I was working on sexual assault and abuse and when I do that I become a small child and think like a child and during the last six months of therapy ( I worked with him well for two years before this happened) unbeknown to me he had stopped supervision and was planning to have an affair with me, (which he later admitted - I knew nothing of this at the time) so he kind of groomed me, and bit by bit, did things in the guise of therapy and before I knew it one day he was on top of me and he had already done some pretty dreadful things that count as sexual assault in therapy. I got hold of my two previous therapists and between us we went to his trainers, from years before, who fortunately believed me and we got him struck off for four years and he had to pay for a mediation session and return all my fees. He is now running weekend courses in the UK on, wait for it "Intimacy and Spirituality". He admitted he had a sex addiction and that he would not practice again without supervision.
That was 15 years ago. I have not done therapy since - until I found my present C - and my small child self went underground for most of that time unsuprizingly until my present (soon to be terminated ) C brought her out . I know I am typing badly and my sentences are not really grammatical but I flood with such huge feelings when I remember these things that it is hard to type and think clearly.
The gory details are gory so to put it as succinctly as i can, I was working on sexual assault and abuse and when I do that I become a small child and think like a child and during the last six months of therapy ( I worked with him well for two years before this happened) unbeknown to me he had stopped supervision and was planning to have an affair with me, (which he later admitted - I knew nothing of this at the time) so he kind of groomed me, and bit by bit, did things in the guise of therapy and before I knew it one day he was on top of me and he had already done some pretty dreadful things that count as sexual assault in therapy. I got hold of my two previous therapists and between us we went to his trainers, from years before, who fortunately believed me and we got him struck off for four years and he had to pay for a mediation session and return all my fees. He is now running weekend courses in the UK on, wait for it "Intimacy and Spirituality". He admitted he had a sex addiction and that he would not practice again without supervision.
That was 15 years ago. I have not done therapy since - until I found my present C - and my small child self went underground for most of that time unsuprizingly until my present (soon to be terminated ) C brought her out . I know I am typing badly and my sentences are not really grammatical but I flood with such huge feelings when I remember these things that it is hard to type and think clearly.
seychen
OMG I have no words except to day I am so so sorry to hear all that you have gone through, no wonder all these memories are so awful for you
starfish
OMG I have no words except to day I am so so sorry to hear all that you have gone through, no wonder all these memories are so awful for you
starfish
Wow- I am so Sorry Sheychen.
I count my blessings. The T I see is the only one I know (except now going for marriage counseling- don't care for that T)and even though some of his practices are different than most Ts, he has strict boundries. He was taught that by making himself very available to us that he would never be in a life and death situation with any of us. That has worked for him. I can txt him whenever I need to and seeing him out and about is not a big deal. He is a busy man, but he has come to special occasions that I have invited him too. - almost like an insightful wise friend with strict boundries. And he is married to a practicing T.- so I guess they both get it.
I am fortunate indeed.
I count my blessings. The T I see is the only one I know (except now going for marriage counseling- don't care for that T)and even though some of his practices are different than most Ts, he has strict boundries. He was taught that by making himself very available to us that he would never be in a life and death situation with any of us. That has worked for him. I can txt him whenever I need to and seeing him out and about is not a big deal. He is a busy man, but he has come to special occasions that I have invited him too. - almost like an insightful wise friend with strict boundries. And he is married to a practicing T.- so I guess they both get it.
I am fortunate indeed.
Sheychen,
I'm so sorry to hear of what happened to you. I am in awe of the strength that you had to go forward and tell and get him removed. That was such a courageous thing to do.
(((hugs)))
I'm so sorry to hear of what happened to you. I am in awe of the strength that you had to go forward and tell and get him removed. That was such a courageous thing to do.
(((hugs)))
Yes, well, it was hard, and I now look towards a therapist that has boundaries.
but I am not having a good track record with therapists at the moment!
but I am not having a good track record with therapists at the moment!
Sheychen, don't read this, or read this understanding that my T has very strong boundries, but a very giving heart.
I wish everyone could have my T.
I mentioned that I swim many mornings before work, and now T does too on some days ( he is an old surfer and once he was complaining about his shoulder and blah- blah blah... weak swimmer -so I suggested he try swimming... so now we both swim same days- different times)
I rarely see him because we have different schedules, but sometimes I see his car in the lot as I am leaving because he swims after me. Today- I swam and left 15 minutes earlier than usual. I am rather unorganized some mornings, and today my towel was dragging on the ground, in the parking lot which caused my bathing suit which was laying on top, to fall out of my bag and while I was picking up my mess- I hear a booming, Hey! Perfect timing." My T gives me a bear hug and gives me a big smacking kiss on the cheek. He is crazy! I respond, "Ah... see you Wednesday." What makes it so great is that he is so comfortable with it, and he knows it's cool with me.
Today- he is a good T. (as most days)
I wish everyone could have my T.
I mentioned that I swim many mornings before work, and now T does too on some days ( he is an old surfer and once he was complaining about his shoulder and blah- blah blah... weak swimmer -so I suggested he try swimming... so now we both swim same days- different times)
I rarely see him because we have different schedules, but sometimes I see his car in the lot as I am leaving because he swims after me. Today- I swam and left 15 minutes earlier than usual. I am rather unorganized some mornings, and today my towel was dragging on the ground, in the parking lot which caused my bathing suit which was laying on top, to fall out of my bag and while I was picking up my mess- I hear a booming, Hey! Perfect timing." My T gives me a bear hug and gives me a big smacking kiss on the cheek. He is crazy! I respond, "Ah... see you Wednesday." What makes it so great is that he is so comfortable with it, and he knows it's cool with me.
Today- he is a good T. (as most days)
I ran into my old psychiatrist twice. Once I saw him at a coffee shop. We made eye contact but I realized that he was with a patient there so I walked away. I also saw him outside a grocery store near his office. He saw me but when I said, "Hi" he ignored me and walked right past. I didn't bring it up. Anyway, I didn't like him.
I have a new psychotherapist now who is really brilliant. His office is right near a lot of my hang-outs so I wouldn't be surprised to see him. I would definitely say hi, because he's the kind of person who I wouldn't mind knowing in "real life".
I have a new psychotherapist now who is really brilliant. His office is right near a lot of my hang-outs so I wouldn't be surprised to see him. I would definitely say hi, because he's the kind of person who I wouldn't mind knowing in "real life".
I used to see him. I never see him now. I don't think he swims in the morning anymore. I don't go to his office- but 1time a month, and he does not return my txts. He is gone- poof, I don't know why. I don't know what happened.
And like draggers says- I just want to sleep.
And like draggers says- I just want to sleep.
T1 lives 1000 miles away so I do not see her, but when I was in high school and lived in the same town, I used to run into her a lot. My senior year of high school my mother sold our house because it was too difficult to live there after my father died. The new house that we moved into was down the street from my T's house and I had to drive past her house every day. We often passed each other on the street in our cars. I also ran into her in the summer at the outdoor concerts in the park. I ran into her a few times at screenings of independent films at the university as well. We saw each other but would never speak to each other in public. We didn't acknowledge one another.
I haven't run into T2, but I am fairly certain that if I did, it would not be awkward and we would say hello and acknowledge one another.
Oh, and if I did live in the same town as T1 and we were to run into one another, I think we would acknowledge each other and it wouldn't be so awkward as it was when I was in high school. I am much more confident and comfortable with being in therapy than i was 20 years ago.
I haven't run into T2, but I am fairly certain that if I did, it would not be awkward and we would say hello and acknowledge one another.
Oh, and if I did live in the same town as T1 and we were to run into one another, I think we would acknowledge each other and it wouldn't be so awkward as it was when I was in high school. I am much more confident and comfortable with being in therapy than i was 20 years ago.
lg, you say you are so much more confident and comfortable being in therapy. what has changed? maturity, of course, but is it that you are more open? less ashamed? more accepting of needing therapy?? less opaque? more authentic??
i think i struggle with all of these things. that 'false self' theory i think holds true for me. sometimes i come in and chat.
maybe that is productive??
anyway, in the nature of the thread? only once have i run into a t in real life. he turned his eyes, respectfully, down. i was 'up', cheerful, it had been years, so i thought that odd, that he didn't brighten up, but then understood. i bounced on by, and said hi. and kept going. i don't think he said anything. he seemed, at the time, more uncomfortable than me.
now? i'd melt if i saw dbt gal. i'd flip the middle finger if i saw t3, i wouldn't recognize dr. sleepy, and i'd smile and want to say hello if i say dr. pa. , to which i am sure he would accept, but feel more comfortable just turning away as if we hadn't seen each other.
jill
i think i struggle with all of these things. that 'false self' theory i think holds true for me. sometimes i come in and chat.
maybe that is productive??
anyway, in the nature of the thread? only once have i run into a t in real life. he turned his eyes, respectfully, down. i was 'up', cheerful, it had been years, so i thought that odd, that he didn't brighten up, but then understood. i bounced on by, and said hi. and kept going. i don't think he said anything. he seemed, at the time, more uncomfortable than me.
now? i'd melt if i saw dbt gal. i'd flip the middle finger if i saw t3, i wouldn't recognize dr. sleepy, and i'd smile and want to say hello if i say dr. pa. , to which i am sure he would accept, but feel more comfortable just turning away as if we hadn't seen each other.
jill
quote:lg, you say you are so much more confident and comfortable being in therapy. what has changed? maturity, of course, but is it that you are more open? less ashamed? more accepting of needing therapy?? less opaque? more authentic??
I was 16 when I first went to therapy. I was an awkward teen, insecure, unsure of my sexuality, confused, alone, etc. now i am almost 35 and have grown into myself. I am not embarrassed about having to go to therapy and I also am more comfortable interacting with people in general...I chalk it up to the natural maturity that comes with age. I think in high school I thought that if I acknowledged my T's existence, she would know that i was in love with her. Now, as an adult, I don't care if she knows I love her. I don't think its a bad thing or something to be ashamed of.
quote:i'd flip the middle finger if i saw t3,
LOL, you never fail to bring a smile to my face, Jill!
This reminds me that I ran into a T I went to in college about 10 years after I stopped going to her. We had an ugly termination. So when she was sitting next to me at the beauty shop while I was getting my hair colored, I prayed that she didn't recognize me under all of those pieces of foil. I hate that bitch. I should've just given her the finger.
The first time I ran into T1 in public I didn't even see her. She mentioned to me in my next session that she had seen me while she was riding her bike. She'd stopped to drink some water and I was across the street at an arts and crafts fair with my aunt. T1 wanted to know who I was with, she seemed particularly curious as to why I would be at a craft fair with an older Asian woman who I bore no resemblance to. I've always thought it was strange that she was so interested in who I was with and what I was doing. And I remember feeling a bit uncomfortable that she had seen me, but I had not seen her. I had only been going to her for a few weeks at that time and it sort of freaked me out that I could run into my therapist in public.
I ran into my ex C a couple of weeks ago. She came out of her office and backed into it straight away when she saw me. I felt like I was going to vomit. We ended terribly, I felt hugely hurt when we ended and it was awful to see her.
I've only run into my T once in the outside world. Which I guess I was always expecting since we work in the same building (my company moved me over to a new building which so happens to be in the same building as his office)
So we ran into each other in the elevator one morning, and I about died. He gave me a confused look and then said good morning to me and the other woman who was in the elevator. He looked even more confused when I didn't get off on his floor.
We talked about it in my next session, He just casually asked what floor was my company on. And then I went on to explain that part of our office had been moved and it so happened to be the same building he is in.
So we ran into each other in the elevator one morning, and I about died. He gave me a confused look and then said good morning to me and the other woman who was in the elevator. He looked even more confused when I didn't get off on his floor.
We talked about it in my next session, He just casually asked what floor was my company on. And then I went on to explain that part of our office had been moved and it so happened to be the same building he is in.
My relationship with my counselor is unique. He and his wife are also close friends so we see each other on a regular basis. We have both learned to compartmentalize in our relationship. When I'm with him, it is a "safe place" where I can share and it stays there and he is able to help me through issues and wrong thinking patterns. When we are all together as couples we are friends and have a good time. It works well for me and I have experienced a lot of growth in my life. I have a wonderful marriage and so does he. His wife is a good friend of mine and my husband looks to him as a mentor/friend.
I ran into my first T several times at concerts or restaurants and I always just ignored her.
I seriously doubt I would recognize either of my ts outside of their office because I never look at them and I am not that good at recognizing people out of context at the best of times. I wonder if they would recognize me.
I seriously doubt I would recognize either of my ts outside of their office because I never look at them and I am not that good at recognizing people out of context at the best of times. I wonder if they would recognize me.
Splochie,
I like that. My T and I talk about what fun it would be to be friends, because we enjoy lots of the same stuff. Really - I am coming to the conclusion that it is better that we are not, because we don't know each others spouses and that would be just weird. For me- It might ruin the effectiveness of the therapy. He has been ever so gentle and patient waiting for me to come to this realization.
I just love that the relationship works for you. The key is the spouses are involved in the relationship as well. Good for you!
I like that. My T and I talk about what fun it would be to be friends, because we enjoy lots of the same stuff. Really - I am coming to the conclusion that it is better that we are not, because we don't know each others spouses and that would be just weird. For me- It might ruin the effectiveness of the therapy. He has been ever so gentle and patient waiting for me to come to this realization.
I just love that the relationship works for you. The key is the spouses are involved in the relationship as well. Good for you!
Hi Mayo,
Our relationship has been a real blessing to me and has actually helped me heal from past wounds. He is a unique individual and is very effective in counseling.
Our relationship has been a real blessing to me and has actually helped me heal from past wounds. He is a unique individual and is very effective in counseling.
quote:Originally posted by LadyGrey:
And I remember feeling a bit uncomfortable that she had seen me, but I had not seen her. I had only been going to her for a few weeks at that time and it sort of freaked me out that I could run into my therapist in public.
LadyGrey, this is exactly what happened to me last year. My T too was on her bike and apparently saw me and referred to that in the next session. I remember that at the time I couldn't care less, but nowadays I'd rather vanish into thin air than run into her IRL.
I wonder what changed. At the time I lived about 350 meters away from her house/office, so maybe I didn't care because it seemed inevitable that we'd run into eachother one day. However, nowadays the thought of running into her freaks me out, which is inconvenient to say the least, because although I live a bit further away, I still do my shopping at the supermarket she also goes to, and the city's weekly market is just around the corner from her place.
I'm experiencing some boundary problems, so maybe I feel uncomfortable because seeing her IRL close to her home would make me feel like a stalker? Btw, on those occasions where we did run into eachother we just greeted eachother.
Crap oh crap. I just barely got home from a major run-in experience with my T. I just know she's going to think I was stalking her but I wasn't!
My family - spouse, kids - we all went to a rodeo tonight. That's where it happened. My T was the one who told me about the rodeo last session. She asked me if I'd ever been to this particular one, which is traditionally held on Independence Day in a town about 15 miles away. I said no. She told me it was great, and that it always concluded with an awesome fireworks display. She told me general directions how to find the rodeo grounds.
So I thought about it over the weekend and decided to take my family and go since we had no other plans for tonight. I knew it was a possibility that T would be there, since she's the one who told me about it. But she didn't specifically say that she would be there. And besides, even if she was there I knew it was quite likely that I wouldn't even see her in the crowd.
Anyway, so when we arrived we found our way through the maze of people to an empty row on some bleachers. My husband led the way, and it just so happens that he chose our seating on a row directly in front of my T and T's family (husband, daughters, son-in-law, grandkids). Now my husband does not even know what my T looks like, so he didn't do it on purpose. And I myself did not notice T's family sitting there until we had already been there for at least 10 or 15 minutes. I guess that's because I was looking in front of me, not behind me. But then I happened to see T's daughter walking up the aisle way steps with concession stand food in hand. I panicked and starting looking around. I saw in a sideways glance my T's husband sitting only a few feet behind my own husband. Think hot cheeks and sinking feeling in pit of stomach.
I thought about moving to another spot, but there were not many empty seats left for our party of 7, and there was no way I could get my husband's attention (due to there being 5 kids sitting between us) without making a scene which T would be a witness to. I mean, I could just imagine my husband saying too loudly, "Now, WHY do we have to move?" So we all stayed put. Probably a mistake.
My toddler was an absolute nightmare during the entire rodeo, screaming and crawling over people's feet and running up and down the aisle and even hitting and biting his siblings. I've told my T before how hyper and difficult he is, but now she's had firsthand witness to it, along with my incompetent parenting.
I was so embarrassed that my T might have thought I followed her there, or that her family would think that. I mean, what are the chances that we would end up sitting within earshot of each other's conversations in such a crowd? I never did turn completely around in my seat and greet or acknowledge her. I just pretended I didn't see her (yeah, right). I guess I also wasn't keen on introducing my husband to her either. So the entire time my H was actually blissfully unaware.
I am also worried that perhaps it spoiled the evening for my T, because maybe she didn't feel free to be herself knowing that I was so near that I could observe her interactions with her family. And she probably wished she could put a muzzle and chains on my toddler!
I have an appt in the morning, and I don't even want to go. I feel like hiding in the corner if I do.
My family - spouse, kids - we all went to a rodeo tonight. That's where it happened. My T was the one who told me about the rodeo last session. She asked me if I'd ever been to this particular one, which is traditionally held on Independence Day in a town about 15 miles away. I said no. She told me it was great, and that it always concluded with an awesome fireworks display. She told me general directions how to find the rodeo grounds.
So I thought about it over the weekend and decided to take my family and go since we had no other plans for tonight. I knew it was a possibility that T would be there, since she's the one who told me about it. But she didn't specifically say that she would be there. And besides, even if she was there I knew it was quite likely that I wouldn't even see her in the crowd.
Anyway, so when we arrived we found our way through the maze of people to an empty row on some bleachers. My husband led the way, and it just so happens that he chose our seating on a row directly in front of my T and T's family (husband, daughters, son-in-law, grandkids). Now my husband does not even know what my T looks like, so he didn't do it on purpose. And I myself did not notice T's family sitting there until we had already been there for at least 10 or 15 minutes. I guess that's because I was looking in front of me, not behind me. But then I happened to see T's daughter walking up the aisle way steps with concession stand food in hand. I panicked and starting looking around. I saw in a sideways glance my T's husband sitting only a few feet behind my own husband. Think hot cheeks and sinking feeling in pit of stomach.
I thought about moving to another spot, but there were not many empty seats left for our party of 7, and there was no way I could get my husband's attention (due to there being 5 kids sitting between us) without making a scene which T would be a witness to. I mean, I could just imagine my husband saying too loudly, "Now, WHY do we have to move?" So we all stayed put. Probably a mistake.My toddler was an absolute nightmare during the entire rodeo, screaming and crawling over people's feet and running up and down the aisle and even hitting and biting his siblings. I've told my T before how hyper and difficult he is, but now she's had firsthand witness to it, along with my incompetent parenting.
I was so embarrassed that my T might have thought I followed her there, or that her family would think that. I mean, what are the chances that we would end up sitting within earshot of each other's conversations in such a crowd? I never did turn completely around in my seat and greet or acknowledge her. I just pretended I didn't see her (yeah, right). I guess I also wasn't keen on introducing my husband to her either. So the entire time my H was actually blissfully unaware.
I am also worried that perhaps it spoiled the evening for my T, because maybe she didn't feel free to be herself knowing that I was so near that I could observe her interactions with her family. And she probably wished she could put a muzzle and chains on my toddler!
I have an appt in the morning, and I don't even want to go. I feel like hiding in the corner if I do.
MH,
Oh my goodness! I can see where you would have been unnerved by that. I agree with BG though, your T is the one that told you about it so she can't be too surprised that you showed up there! Hopefully your session this morning goes well and you can both have a laugh about the situation.
Oh and as far as the kids go, I'm sure she's BTDT and also seen worse. Toddlers are just....well...toddlers!
Oh my goodness! I can see where you would have been unnerved by that. I agree with BG though, your T is the one that told you about it so she can't be too surprised that you showed up there! Hopefully your session this morning goes well and you can both have a laugh about the situation.
Oh and as far as the kids go, I'm sure she's BTDT and also seen worse. Toddlers are just....well...toddlers!
Oh,MH...I can hear the anxiety in your post. I wouldn't worry about it too much. You are entitled to get out and have some fun with your family. Its not like your T owns the rodeo and you weren't supposed to be there. Its public domain and fair game for everyone. Try not to stress about it too much and if she does have an issue with it, ask her if she is stalking you!
(((MH))) So sorry. I know that must have been hard, but I'm sure your T understands. Can you imagine how difficult it would be to actually find someone on purpose without knowing where they'd be? I can't imagine she believes that you searched the whole crowd for her and managed to find enough seats for your whole family right near hers. Also, I'm sure your T has seen crazy toddlers before. If it's any consolation, several people have told me that Boo is "the loudest" screamer they have ever heard. She hits this pitch and volume that is just amazing and attention catching. Nice strangers sometimes say she is going to be a singer...but that usually just means, "Holy crap, your kid has some lungs on her!" 
Thanks everyone for the moral support!
BG & STRM, you are right that if she didn't want to risk running into me then its her own fault for telling me about it and encouraging me to go. And I know she's BTDT with her own kids, although I can't help thinking she was probably a much more competent parent than I am. But hey, I've never pretended to be a perfect parent to her before either.
LG, you always make me laugh. Yeah, I should have marched right into session today and demanded to know if she was stalking me. But thankfully, she didn't have any issues; they appear to be all mine.
Yaku, it would be interesting to get your Boo and my little guy together. He has this high-pitched girlie scream that he let out every single time he saw a firework go off in the distance. It was "[SCREAM!!!!] Mommy, Mommy, did you see that firework?" over and over and over again. It was cute the first time or two, but after awhile people were giving me looks like, "Can you shut your kid up cuz he's damaging my hearing!"
So anyway, I texted my T this morning to try to explain everything. I told her I wasn't stalking her and sorry if we ruined her evening, and maybe I shouldn't come in if the whole event produced countertransference and she needed space to manage it. She wrote back, "MH. Please stop. We were fine. I hope you enjoyed the rodeo."
So I decided to go to my session, and I am now back from that. T and I spent about 15 minutes discussing the issue before I could feel comfortable enough to look her in the eyes. But I am ok with it now, I think. T said she thought my kids were more behaved than her own grandkids were. I don't believe it but its nice she said it. She said she was worried that I would think she was snubbing me since she didn't say hi to me either. But that wasn't an issue for me because I knew beforehand that her policy was not to acknowledge knowing me in public unless I first give her the cue that its ok, because she has to respect my confidentiality. And thankfully she did respect that, because I really didn't want to introduce my H to her.
So things are good that way. Once we got that all cleared up, we ended up having a rather intense, heavy session. I won't post about that here though because it would be inappropriate.
Just want to thank you for being here for me during my half-day of anxiety!
BG & STRM, you are right that if she didn't want to risk running into me then its her own fault for telling me about it and encouraging me to go. And I know she's BTDT with her own kids, although I can't help thinking she was probably a much more competent parent than I am. But hey, I've never pretended to be a perfect parent to her before either.
LG, you always make me laugh. Yeah, I should have marched right into session today and demanded to know if she was stalking me. But thankfully, she didn't have any issues; they appear to be all mine.
Yaku, it would be interesting to get your Boo and my little guy together. He has this high-pitched girlie scream that he let out every single time he saw a firework go off in the distance. It was "[SCREAM!!!!] Mommy, Mommy, did you see that firework?" over and over and over again. It was cute the first time or two, but after awhile people were giving me looks like, "Can you shut your kid up cuz he's damaging my hearing!"
So anyway, I texted my T this morning to try to explain everything. I told her I wasn't stalking her and sorry if we ruined her evening, and maybe I shouldn't come in if the whole event produced countertransference and she needed space to manage it. She wrote back, "MH. Please stop. We were fine. I hope you enjoyed the rodeo."
So I decided to go to my session, and I am now back from that. T and I spent about 15 minutes discussing the issue before I could feel comfortable enough to look her in the eyes. But I am ok with it now, I think. T said she thought my kids were more behaved than her own grandkids were. I don't believe it but its nice she said it. She said she was worried that I would think she was snubbing me since she didn't say hi to me either. But that wasn't an issue for me because I knew beforehand that her policy was not to acknowledge knowing me in public unless I first give her the cue that its ok, because she has to respect my confidentiality. And thankfully she did respect that, because I really didn't want to introduce my H to her.
So things are good that way. Once we got that all cleared up, we ended up having a rather intense, heavy session. I won't post about that here though because it would be inappropriate.
Just want to thank you for being here for me during my half-day of anxiety!