He asked, "you know why you are doing this, don't you?" And then he recounted my miserable life for me and told me that I'm just scared but that he's not going anywhere and I don't have to push him away. He said that it's okay, we can take 3 steps forward and 1 or 2 steps back and that's okay. That in addition to my history, he and I have a history. And he understands that.
So, T held his own. He proved to be steady. Now I have to go back. Hence the fear today and tonight as time marches closer to my session on Monday.
It felt good to know that he's there with me, that he's not going to emotionally abandon me. But then I'm still left with all my fears. There's a part of me that thinks, oh, just go now, just cut all your losses and get out of there. Then there's the part of me that wants to get closer and closer and closer. And the two parts fight like the devil.
It's as if I fight against stability. I pull the rug out first and keep things unstable. As much as I want security. As much as I need security.
I had drawn a picture for T some months back. 2 pictures actually. They were both of my house and my immediate environment and how I feel when I step out of the house. In the one, when I am NOT feeling connected to him, there are landmines everywhere and the potential for me to step on one. In the other, I drew how I felt when I DO feel connected to him. There are landmines but fewer of them. Safer places to step.
My thought today is that I am the one putting the landmines out there. Not really sure if that's true but I've been so turbulent with T lately that I can't help but give that a thought. I keep going in there and having these "explosions". Well, I didn't really explode on Thursday but basically said I was leaving and didn't need him anymore.
And, so I am blowing up the one stable thing in my life to protect myself, though it comes at such a high cost. Why am I doing this? Am I afraid of stability? Have I lost so much that I can't bear to lose any more? Am I afraid to love again?