I guess that's why my name is MAD Hatter. Not having a good therapy day.
On the 40 min. drive to my appt. this morning I was trying to psych myself into talking to T about a really hard subject matter that I have been trying to avoid since day one. Because I know I'm just dancing around it and not going forward. My T keeps trying to assure me that she is not a judge and isn't going anywhere, no matter what, and she's thinking I might find some relief if I could just trust her with it.
Well, once again, it didn't happen. And right now I am glad about that.
It's such a long story. I don't know how to make it short and make sense at the same time, but here's my attempt:
I wanted the door to the reception area to be closed during my session. It's a separate door from the therapy room door. There is a "play room" between the receptionist area and the therapy room, and I just wanted another layer of safety in feeling that my conversations would not be overheard, and to reduce the amount of outside noise that distracts me. (I am constantly distracted in session by any outside noise -- voices, the phone ringing, outside door opening and closing, etc.) My T had previously agreed during earlier sessions that we could do this, but because she doesn't normally do it then it was supposed to be up to me to remind her.
The short of it is, I reminded her today, and she refused.
So I stewed and fumed silently about it for maybe 10 minutes, and realized I wasn't going to be able to talk about Anything Else because it was ALL I could think about, that she had denied me this reasonable request for no (IMO) good reason.
And then I just snapped. I started screaming at her about it. Like, loud screaming. I am sure the receptionist heard every word. And once I started, I couldn't stop. So it went on for awhile.
Naturally, I didn't feel like opening up when I was done with my tirade. So the rest of the time was spent in Complete Silence, except for the last 5 minutes when my T tried to smooth things over, but without conceding anything.
I just needed to vent. Some more.