Three weeks ago I melted down and went into isolation -- left my husband and moved into a hotel for two weeks. I returned in time to spend three days with him before he departed for a trip that will have him gone until next Tuesday. I've been in the house, not being able to leave it even though I have plenty to do that would require leaving it.
This week I confronted my mother via telephone (we live thousands of miles apart) over my and my siblings' childhood. I touched on some unfortunate issues concerning her lack of protection in the home but I didn't beat her about the head and shoulders with it. Nevertheless it was painful for her (she cried, hyperventilated, thought she was going to vomit) and I ended that conversation feeling sick myself and so ashamed/guilty that I caused her such pain even though intellectually I understand that this is her bed and I'm just pointing out to her that now is the time for her to lie in it.
But now I'm numb. Totally shut down.
I believe that this (or something) has significantly impacted my feelings about therapy. I've been in therapy for a little over four months. I initially went for what I thought is unresolved grief over the death of my father (over a decade ago) but, obviously, I have a lot of nasty baggage that hadn't been unpacked, lol, and T zeroed in on it rather quickly.
My T is very good. I immediately felt a connection with him that I have been attempting to manage as it's grown into erotic transference . In the course of therapy with him (once a week but 2+ hours each session and some e-mail contact in between sessions), I've shared the overview of what happened in my life much like I'm reading off my grocery list as I've never been and still am not connected to any of the emotions attached to the traumas.
I've now taken that numb feeling to a new level of nothingness that encompasses my T and therapy. I'm not able to catch a coherent feeling that is even vaguely positive and/or reinforces my commitment to the process. Instead I am just totally shut down.
My pattern in life is to end every relationship, irrespective of its nature, after I reach the point that I can no longer keep up the effort to manipulate the other person into not focusing on me -- I've read that others here (all of you?) do this too in the form of keeping the attention on everyone else at all times through a barrage of catering to every possible need. I've elevated it to an art form. The nature of therapy precludes me from the usual tricks since therapy necessarily IS all about me, lol.
For the first time, at 41 (last year), I finally married...now I'm considering that was a mistake.
So, in my marriage and therapy, I feel like I am about to bolt -- that something is boiling under this numbness and one morning I'm just going to wake up, pack my bag, and disappear.
I mentioned to my T in an e-mail and in our last session (a few days ago) that I think I'm on the path to running. I felt encouraged that I shared this with him but now I realize that admitting it isn't doing anything to alleviate the feeling, even just a small bit. Rather the opposite; I feel like by disclosing it I've just moved up the launch date.
I really want to fix myself -- desperately. But I'm worried that after employing the Houdini escape trick throughout the entirety of my existence the pull to engage this protection mechanism is now too strong.
So, my question is for any of you with this pattern of escaping relationships, how do I dial it back once I've moved into that mode?
If nobody has thoughts to share, no worries. I know that everyone here is exhausted from carrying their own baggage, so thank you for reading and many sincere apologies for the babbling incoherence. It's helpful just for me to write it down. And thank you so much for this forum.
(edited to remove some triggering info...I apologize for the "TMI moment"; I'm so disconnected from it that it doesn't bother me to write about it but I realized that it isn't germane to the overall point and potentially needlessly traumatizing to readers.)