I stumbled around trying to tell T this and he tried to respond. He told me I didn’t have to tell everything for him to understand. I don’t agree. He said it would come out slowly and we would work with it as it comes up. I said I don’t believe you that is not how it is going to work. He said how do you think it is going to work and I said it won’t because I can’t explain it or maybe it is not understandable. He suggested I just feel it isn’t understandable because what happened to me as a child wasn’t understandable. I was upset because he didn’t believe me and I said that to him. He said I believe you feel that way but I don’t believe it and then we can start with that tomorrow.
After I got off the phone I was so angry I shook with it, my jaw aches from clenching it, my chest hurts like it is going to burst. So I called him back and of course he didn’t answer I’m sure he only answers one phone call a day from me because he hates me. I left a message telling him I’m not coming in tomorrow, that I can’t explain because I’m so bad and trying to convince him of that was tearing me apart and I had to keep hurting myself.
Then twenty minutes after that message I’m overwhelmed with sadness. I’m sorry I lost my temper. It is not his fault that I can’t hear him and I get so angry. When he tells me I don’t have to tell him the whole story I think it is because he doesn’t want to listen to it. When he tells me it is going to take time and we can go slowly I think it is because he doesn’t care if I’m like this or how long it lasts or how much I hurt. He shouldn’t have to put up with me being a bitch because I can’t handle things. So I’ve gone from fine to furious to deep grief in the space of an hour. I’m losing myself.
Now it has been a few hours and I called and left another message apologizing and admitting that I’m so confused and emotional I’m not making sense. I’m angry because even if I explained exactly what happened he still wouldn’t get it because it is a feeling, my feeling that I believe so completely that I’m bad and wrong and disgusting. I didn’t tell him I wanted to come to my appointment because I’m not sure I do. I don’t think it is possible to impact this feeling and fighting it causes me so much inner turmoil that I’m out of control. I don't know what to do.