So, T went straight into observing how my week seemed to be going OK and then I started to get very angry and destructive toward myself (his observation from my texts). I had trouble identifying what it was about, but we eventually got to the fact that when I trust him (reveal stuff to him via session, text, email, etc.), something inside gets life-or-death scared and then other parts respond by getting ridiculously angry that I would have done something as stupid as trusting anyone this deeply again when I know where it leads...
So, then T goes to his whole, "That isn't all wrong. Even Jesus said He wouldn't trust Himself to man," and how people are not trustworthy (T means, not completely trustworthy), and trusting in God is the only way that I'm going to find safety through these emotions and be able to move through hating myself for trusting, etc. I let T know how I can't see my way to needing God and needing people at the same time, and he mentioned that is a sort of dis-integration and he has found he can't do relationships without them being interrelated to his relationship with God, etc. So, a ridiculous amount of internal pain at this message, because it feels like (i.e. internal voices telling me):
1. T is so good, able to connect to God and bring Him into all his relationship, and I'm a big f---ing failure. If I feel unsafe than it is automatically a judgment upon my faith (which, sure needs to be internalized and integrated with other parts).
2. T is pushing me away. I am bad for needing him. He is only in this equation so I can experience the pain of needing him, not getting to have him, mourn and move on. He doesn't want to meet any of my needs. He's just there to get me to God and bail on me, because he doesn't care. Who the f--- would want to approach someone under those conditions?
3. Sure, I trust God, otherwise I wouldn't have made it these last eight months through several episodes of not really wanting to be on this planet anymore, and continued to come back to counseling, KNOWING T won't be able to meet all or even most of my needs. But, just because I trust God, doesn't mean I don't need him to at least be a "mostly" trustworthy person, unlike certain other people in my life. I told T this, though not as well stated to include him in the equation. If every time I'm struggling to trust him, he just keeps saying, "Just trust God," rather than saying, "You can trust me and even if I mess up, we'll get through it," I'm going to remain like a frightened animal. When you meet a new animal you don't usually just call it and then command it to go here and there. You stick your hand out non-defensively and stay VERY still and let it approach and DON'T MOVE, don't approach, don't withdraw, just F---ing STAY!!! Then you pet it a while, and build a rapport, and then if it trusts you and you tell it to go to another place or person, it will listen. Right?
I realize that the messages I'm getting are not necessarily what my T is saying, but am I the only one who would FEEL this way? I tell him I feel this way, but he keeps insisting my not being able to feel safe trusting him is about God and I feel like, well, maybe partly, but it's also about T's insistence on shoving me off on God every time I get freaked out, which accomplishes the exact opposite of what he's hoping. And he doesn't seem to get it.
From my journal, which he hasn't had time to read yet, but we have covered this topic before:
quote:As I said before, you bringing God into these conversations (when kid stuff is activated) is a harrowing experience. Imagine Boo wakes up from a nightmare, scared and in pain and I walk to her room, open the door and stand outside of her room where she can see me, but leave her in her crib. She cries out, “Mommy, up on Mommy! Pick Boo up…please!” And I do not go toward her, but I observe her and tell her, “Don’t worry. Daddy is going to come pick you up in soon. He’ll take care of you.” First, it doesn’t matter if it is true that H will come get her. All she sees is a mom who could come take care of her, but won’t. She can’t understand. She needs someone to come pick her up now and the person she most wants to do it is just staring at her, inaccessible behind a barrier. Now, imagine H has been gone on his business trip for two weeks and got back while she was sleeping and this same scenario occurs. I tell her “Daddy is going to hold you,” but she has no concept of her dad even being around right now. He feels so far away, because she has only heard his voice over the phone or computer for two weeks, but hasn’t seen him in person, hasn’t snuggled him, played with him, etc. What she wants right now is a person to physically attend to her, to be present with her in that way, and she cannot comprehend her father as available to do that and will insist on me. She is still learning her needs will be met when she cries out for help (to see the world as a place that can be safe) and my being unwilling to meet them will hurt, scare and anger her. That is how horrible it feels to be in that room, with these “parts” surfacing, to not have very real needs met (needs I learned long ago not even to bother crying out for) and to hear about how God will pick me up and carry me. You’re hurting me…
Am I just being way too immature here? Because, I cannot keep doing this therapy thing if I come out of my sessions feeling in an abyss of aloneness, more self-destructive than when I went in? And I feel trapped, because maybe I should find another therapist who will work with me better...but then again, my current T really does get most of what's going on with me and is so generous and I am SO attached to him that the idea of leaving him and going to someone else is unbearable. So then, the only thing I can imagine doing is just completely quitting this process. I'm so confused. And I'd like to talk to him about how I'm feeling I might quit on him, but I'm afraid that he'll actually be happy if that happens. I'm afraid that's really want he wants, because he cannot work with someone who readily admits being resistant to his God stuff, since it is so central to his life and his practice. I'm really confused, you guys. I feel so trapped between my feelings for T and my sense that HE is the cause of me feeling unsafe (and a lot of panicky, destructive behaviors) by insisting on God in a way that doesn't also reassure me of my T's safety, trustworthiness, availability and care...