So I looked at him and said "do you have any specific policy on touch or any therapeutic stance on touch in therapy? He looked pretty startled and blurted out "there is no touch from this side of the room". I looked at him not quite hearing him or understanding him and then I said "but you shake hands" and he said yes and he may touch my shoulder but that is all. That is where the boundary is. So I said, so it's okay for you to touch me but I cannot have anything else but what you decide is okay. He told me that I could tell him not to touch me at all and is that what I wanted. I said no that I found that touch on the shoulder calming, soothing, grounding and connecting. So he wanted to know what did I want and I said "well I guess I won't be able to get a hug" and he said no. He does not hug. So I said I guess it's your way of handling risk management. He admitted that yes that was part of it. He also said he is ______ (insert heritage here) and he is not comfortable with hugging so if he is not comfortable then he would not do anything with a client that he is not feeling comfortable with. He said that in over 20 years he has only accepted hugs from 2 people (once each) and they had been clients for 6-7 years and it was a good-bye hug.
What was interesting is that he looked flustered and at a loss and started his response by giving me some stock response that meant nothing but later changed it and self-disclosed his comfort level with it. But this only made me feel worse. Knowing that he accepted hugs from others but won't from me made me feel icky and untouchable.
He asked me why I thought touch was important and I told him how it was so healing to me, how I needed to experience that safe touch that asked nothing back from me. That it was the safe, gentle parental touch I missed out on. I was always handled roughly as a child, being yanked and pushed and shoved while being dressed or having my hair combed etc. That is aside from the physical punishments which are something else. That I believe in some cases withholding touch is more harmful than providing it and that it was a healing, grounding and connecting thing. I told him I was only looking for the nurturing that I never got as a child and that my interest in a hug was purely from a parental feeling.
He was thoughtful for a moment and said that I gave him a lot to think about and I was right when I saw him change tact. He was just gonna blow me off with a stock response but instead decided to further the discussion. I told him I was sorry to be such a pain. He said that was not true. So I told him... I know I made you feel uncomfortable and you don't want to discuss this. He said I was correct. He WAS uncomfortable but that is okay because he always make ME uncomfortable. That this was a challenge for him and that there are not many people who challenge him any longer and I gave him food for thought and he wanted to keep the discussion on the table.... whatever that meant.
To be honest, I shut down after that and the session was not easy to finish for me. I didn't want to talk to him any longer. I felt very hurt, rejected (again) and untouchable. It felt worse to know he hugged other people but would not hug me. It felt awful to think that he hated the idea of coming near me. Oh, he went on and on about how intelligent I am, how he respects me, blah blah... and I was just getting the feeling he was changing the subject (just like oldT would do) and he'd rather talk about the weather than talk to me about touch. He also told me that it was very risky to touch people with trauma backgrounds because of the abuse/possible abuse they suffered. Oh yeah, another way I get punished for having a trauma background. It never ends. He talked about offering nurturing and affection via words. Great.
Oh and he did remember today to give me my 5 minute warning (which he never ever remembers to do) which means he was watching the clock probably dying to get rid of me and end this horrible conversation. And so I tried to compose myself. I was not even really crying. Sometimes the pain goes beyond tears. I was trying not to dissociate at the end. He moved forward and asked if we were okay. I froze and didn't want him near me and I just nodded while looking that he floor. He asked me to look at him and I refused. So I got up and put my blanket away and walked back to get my purse and jacket and water bottle. He was pulling up the shades as usual. I offered my hand to shake his while staring at my shoes and only said "bye" and he said something like see you soon and I just walked out.
I totally regret this conversation. I don't know why I ever brought this up with him. I KNEW he was not a warm fuzzy person but I thought since HE touched ME that it would be okay if I asked for something else. Thinking that he was just holding back and waiting for me to bring up the topic so he would not be doing anything that I was uncomfortable with or that would alarm me. The thing is that I am trying to get past the issue I have of when I'm hurt I refuse to allow anyone to touch me. When I'm in pain I run from touch, from other people and my body actually hurts if someone tries to help me. If I fall and someone wants to help me up I scream at them to get away from me and leave me alone. There was one person in my past that I could allow to help me (not oldT but another attachment figure). I lost that attachment figure too, many years ago.
Believe me ... it's not much fun to humiliate yourself by asking for something that you feel you need SO very badly. To sit there while your T tries to come up with a good enough and acceptable reason why he refuses to touch you. Another reason he gave was that he didn't know me well enough. I guess I have to be there for 6-7 years like the other huggee's to be considered for one.
The way I feel right now I don't want to go back to see him ever again. What would be the point? I am so frozen inside that I will never be able to tell him all that needs to be said because I know I will just be left alone with the pain and have NO comfort, no physical proximity and I will be alone just like I was when I experienced the pain the first time around and had no comfort. So what is the damn point?
This relationship is dead.
TN