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Originally posted by Russ:
No, I don't think you're crazy. I think you are human. I think you are a human who's been very seriously injured, and the part of you that knows who you *truly* are, and contains all the wonderful things you *are* (compassionate, patient, warm, insightful, empathetic, caring, and many other things) is your soul. And your soul is trying like all hell to heal you, and healing hurts like a bastard and is terrifying. Remember what the greek word for soul is: psyche. Soul therapy is the hardest and most painful work there is.
*GULP!* Thank you Russ, I am amazed at how all of you here in just a few short months have taken more time and shown more concern for me than my foo ever did in my entire 43 years! I am so moved by this experience I can never go back to their lies and evil plots to hold me in their internment. Thank you all so much.
And Russ, you're right about the psyche being the hardest kind of therapy. Because it is our soul that our parents have hurt, that is why the hurt is so deep and takes so long to heal. It makes so much sense when you put it the way that you did. This is no simple therapy, not to say that therapy is ever simple, but the trauma, especially attachment trauma is the most painful trauma to heal. Gosh, I hope I am not taking away from the brilliant simplicity of your statement Russ, it'd be like adding extra baking soda to an already perfect cookie recipe. But I just want you to know how much this resonated with me. -Thanks!
CT,
ANd thank you for your understanding and wisdom and for understanding the aching need to be held and cherished by a loving mother. It is truly debilitating to me too. I too have told my T several times that I want her to be my mommy. Last session I asked "WHy can't you hold me." I knew the answer woul be painful, but at least it didn't feel like rejection, but more like protection. That if she actually held me (and she expressed several reasons why she can't) but the one she was most concerned about was that it would rob me of what I already imagine it to be like when she holds me. She said, "It WON'T feel the way you want it to and it would take away from what you are able to soothe yourself with imaginally." And she wasn't willing to take that away from me. So I am glad my T won't budge either, though I know full well that she does have to fight her natural, maternal inclination to want to hold someone she cares about.
I also like how you put it about how the fragmented feelings (and memories) can't merge together and exist at the same time. I too believe that this could be all that I am experiencing. But it is so heavy and perplexing sometimes and another piece of evidence that testifies to the deep pain and multiple traumas I experienced as a child. I certainly had reasons to split if I did and I would want to accept whatever it was that did happen, whether imaginatively or actually splitting.
THAT is what my T is focusing on is acceptance. But she has seen some interesting things take place lately that have made me so uncomfortable and curious and confused. I just need to be patient. VERY hard for me to do.
I want it and I want it now! LOL! "Lord, give me patience...NOW!"
Thank you to PL,
I sort of wish our lives weren't exactly parallel all the time, then maybe we could run into each other and have coffee someplace.
...Hey wait, we do at the PsychCafe! (DUH JM!)