(((MH))) Yes, very elusive. Today, sudden panicking from one area about remembering sitting with someone else and holding their hand and it ending up in a relationship that turned out quite violating. Then, after sharing that with T and getting reassurance, back to the internal complaints: "He hates me. I'm in trouble. I took to much and now he regrets offering it. He's going to send me away." Sometimes, I just want to go inside there and say, "SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, already!!!" I am being open about what's coming up for me, though, so even if I'm not feeling as safe as I was, the trust is still there enough that I can share those things and let him counter them.
LL - Thanks for the gold stars, but may we have blue stars instead?
I like blue!!! And green too! And orange! Apparently, picky about my stars, I guess...
Awww, you don't need to be envious about my T. If you lived out here, I would gladly share him. It's funny to hear you say we are working in an organized and clear way, because that is not at all my T. He actually admits that organization/structure is one of his weak points, whereas he is strong in relational and intuitive aspects (very true!). However, it's a strength on my end, so I think I am actually the one who supplies the structure. He often goes off of my journals and texts to determine where we should head next and I provide a lot of feedback on what is working, what is not, what the boundaries feel like, where they need to be shored up, what is needed structurally to make my therapy "space" safe. I'm a very demanding client, but he just calls it me being helpful.
It's funny. My immediate reaction was to go, "What's so horrible?" Oh yeah, that stuff. One good thing is right now, since I'm not in the middle of experiencing it, I can pretty much shrug my shoulders about it and whatever it away. Though, I've learned that dissociation doesn't actually make those things go away, unfortunately.
I am actually feeling really good about the work we did, even if I'm struggling a bit with worrying that I've become too much by allowing as much as I have. I'm no longer panicking that I can't believe this really happened. I still kind of question it, but it come out the other end feeling like it can be and probably is true. It doesn't quite feel like "mine" yet, but it's getting there. I think the big thing is that the terror of it seems to have mostly passed. I am not feeling in the middle, reliving this one particular memory, like I have been these last weeks. It feels like something that really did happen, but was a long time ago. I think that's how it's supposed to feel. So, the terror has been replaced with a lot of grief. And I think that's what has to come next, to grieve over it. This will be a challenge for me. I can barely cry and it is something I need to be able to cry about, I think. I need some sort of crying coach!
Well, I got off-topic there, but thank you both (and anyone who read) for the support!