Then, last week we had a session in which, at the very end, he said, "That's how I can admire you without desiring you." It should have been an amazing relief to hear him say that, but I immediately felt shattered. It brought up so many things for me: shock that my feelings weren't as reciprocated as I assumed, envy over his ability to separate admiration from desire (which I cannot do), frustration for shattering my fantasy, shame for having said fantasy in the first place, and powerlessness.
I instantly leaped into denial mode and my ET soared to obsession. It was so bad that I nearly had a panic attack a couple of days later.
General rule of thumb for myself: if something sucks that bad, I've got to talk it out with T. But holy hell, talk about uncomfortable. I was rubbing my little stuffed cat against my face during yesterday's session like a damn 4-year-old to keep myself grounded.
But T was awesome as usual; he wasn't the least bit surprised or upset at my reaction. In fact, he had realized right after he spoke that his words might bring some of this stuff up for me.
Then he said something that just totally blew me away: "When I said that, it was really an invitation for you to connect more with me."
Wow. I'm still trying to process that.
I have been thinking about attachment lately. At one point, I thought attachment would have been a given, but lately I've found myself in sort of a middle ground where I don't feel too emotionally invested in the therapy relationship. I guess there is a part of me that still fears abandonment and shame. Even before this session, though, I was wondering if maybe I should give myself permission to be more emotionally intimate with T.
Now I'm wondering, is he inviting me to become attached?