Did talk to sweetP today for half an hour though getting hold of him by phone was hell and took 70 minutes.
He was just lovely and kind to me, admitted he had been a little concerned about me and that it had sounded like I was going into a really difficult place for me but actually was pleased for me that I am doing okay.
He apologised profusely for the mess up with the phoning and had even texted my husband to apologise that I could not get hold of him.
He was so pleased for me, that I am doing so very well and that I am feeling stronger. I told him how I felt I was here with my hurt and with my hurt acknowledged by him, and that it makes all the difference. And that knowing I could phone him changes the whole feeling of being here. He was careful to arrange the next phone in, in a week's time so that it went more smoothly.
I said I worry every day, several times a day that he will end with me suddenly (like the ex counsellor) and that I won't be able to argue, just like I told him I wanted to be held and he said no, that he heard my need but he does not agree with it. I worry that he will say he hears my need to continue working with him and that he does not agree with it and so he says no to working more with me and I won't be able to argue that either.
He was so sweet about this. He said that if we took a very unlikely hypathetical situation that he thought we should end, in my best interests and I disagreed strongly then as my therapist he would have to allow us both to work that out until we both came to some mutually agreed view on that that we both felt comfortable with. Which would take time. He said commitment and constancy and reliability are hugely important to me just now. He would not leave me still hurting. He also said that in the long run the best outcome is that I do not want to come to sessions anymore as I don't feel that I need them. But he said that it did not look likely nor would it be appropriate yet as I am not near that yet. Sweet man. He also reminded me that we actually have a contract for a year, until Jan 1st and in the contract there is a review to see what needs to happen next. I hear that he is trying to tell me that he will continue working with me but that he had to do it this way, as that is what the NHS insist upon these days.
I told him that I dreamt of him last night and he led me into a room for a session and there were lots of other people in there, and they had suffered stuff like me and he had arranged that for me, so that I could talk to people like me. (I have never talked to a real person in the flesh, about what I have been through and they have been through similar stuff too.)
He said that this dream reveals how hidden and different I have felt from others and how I am beginning to feel more open about what I have gone through. which is true.
I am too tired to say more but I was so pleased that I got to talk to him and that he was kind and affirming yet again and he ended by saying, " Please take care - I want you to look after yourself." And I said that his words had touched and moved me as I was taking care and I was looking after myself and when I nearly didn't I could hear his voice asking me to take care.
I am so glad you all understand how I feel for sweetP - that he is such a strong attachment figure for me and that he is being so strongly there for me and I just LOVE him for being so good and kind and sweet and stable and hearing and listening and caring and emotionally holding and present for me. I love him for allowing me a space where I can feel safe and TELL the things that hurt inside and ADMIT the aching need to be held and he does not and will never laugh at me for having that need hurting inside of me. How can he NOT matter to me now? He matters to me so much. I got the picture of him printed out today in the monastery so I now have a proper colour photo of him and when I feel a bit wobbly and a bit critical of my pain, and negating it again - I look at the photo of him and I see his kindness and his gentleness and again remember how he accepts me and he does not judge me and I feel better again. I just feel better.
Eulogy over sweet P over - for now. I feel so steadied by him.