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I haven't written for a while because I've been struggling with my T and our relationship. I feel like I just keep doing the same thing and complaining about the same thing here and it must be at least as boring and frustrating for people to read as it is for me.

Since the christmas break I've spent time in my sessions talking about how I feel when my T doesn't call me back or respond to my emails the way I would like. I think he is angry at me and passive aggressively ignoring me and I feel guilty for bothering him and stupid for trusting him in the first place. I've told him that I think he doesn't like or care for me and how hard it is to open up to someone who doesn't care. I think he pretends to care and then the one time he doesn't call me back is the time he is showing his real feelings. He's talked about how he doesn't always understand what I want from my emails or voice mails in part because his attention is divided when he listens to them. He's told me in the past that it is best to do therapy during sessions because that is when I have his undivided attention but he is okay with emails and phone calls but he doesn't always have the time to address them fully (he always ends with a "we'll talk about this further in session" T line).

This led (over several sessions) to me admitting that I didn't feel his care when I was in session and that I usually felt it most when I wasn't with him, either when I was reflecting and processing the session, or when I spoke to him on the phone briefly or read and reread his emails. I'm afraid I've created the relationship and the feeling he cares because I want it so badlyl. We had an interesting discussion on how rarely I looked at him during sessions and how fear can block feeling connected and cared for. He told me that he liked and cared for me as a person and he cared for my happiness but he wasn't dependent on it (which is good because I'm rarely happy in his presence). I asked him how he showed his care for me. His response emphasized how he tried to stay present to me and what I brought to a session and how he accepted all parts of me particularly the ones I think of as negative, the anger and frustration and sadness. He reminded me that my family couldn't accept anything "negative" and either told me to take those feelings away from them or told me I was wrong for having them and so I don't recognize care that involves caring for the "negative" parts of me as much as the "positive parts (negative and positive are my judgements).

Last week (as I was beating this to death) I asked him how he could work with someone who was always sad and complaining and blaming him for things. He gave me an answer describing his process and then asked me how I felt about his answer and I said it bothered me because I thought it was abstract and distancing. He was surprised. I only realized later when talking to my husband about the session that I really wanted him to answer the question "do you want to keep working with me?" and so his answer didn't satisfy me. I sent him an email admitting that my real question was implied and he responded by telling me Yes.

During my first session this week I asked him if he knew what I was really asking with my "how do you work..." question and he said no that he took it at face value and explained how he worked. I asked if he could see it later and said yes when I emailed him he realized what had happened. It was an incredible relief for me because I realized that generally I'm very straight forward in my life (at work, with friends, even with my husband after a long time of working on our relationship) but with T I'm not. I've always thought he knew when I was asking for reassurance and was avoiding giving it to me which made me angry and then I thought he didn't care etc. It was an odd feeling to consider the possibility that I wasn't communicating clearly and that he wasn't purposely hurting me. It even gave me a couple of days of peace until my next session.

I went into my second session this week thinking this new outlook was going to free me up to talk about some things that I just touched on during my first session. I had written him an email telling him what I wanted to talk about but then in session I told him I changed my mind and it felt wrong to talk about it. The topic was about right brain/right brain connection. I couldn't express my fear that we weren't able to make that connection (or more likely I can't connect that way so I was never going to be able to heal). I froze, couldn't talk at all. It was awful, I couldn't even give an intellectual description of things like limbic resonance. Every thing T said made things worse. At one point I told him to just get to the point and he said he had but I felt he was leading up to telling me why therapy wasn't working. He kept trying to find a route into the subject and I felt worse and worse. The session was so frustrating and near the end my T told me he was trying to figure out how things could have gone differently and I told him they couldn't have because I didn't want to talk and he insisted and so I assumed he had something he wanted to tell me (something bad I left unsaid). He apologized for wanting to get to the subject so much that he had pushed me instead of waiting for me to be ready to talk. He apologized for me being so frustrated.

I left the session furious and sad, stopped on the way home and called him and he surprised me by answering. Then after I had thought a bit more I sent him an email explaining how I felt but now I feel somewhat different about things. I keep thinking that therapy is going to get easier. I'll reach some threshold and be able to trust and then talk but really even when I trust I can't talk easily. It's painful but it is how I am. I think I'm accepting myself a little more and feeling a little more compassion for the child whose family convinced her that she shouldn't ever talk about how she felt and what she struggled with. That's my long and typically splitting good/bad update on therapy.
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((((incognito)))) I, for one, am never tired of hearing about how your therapy is going. So much of your experience here resonated with me. The not communicating what you are really asking or needing. The breakthrough. The expectation that it will get easier. The failure. The pain there. It may surprise you to know that desptie how close I have gotten with my T, I still often go in there completely shut down for the first hour of our work together, someone inside so terrified to connect and find out that he will push us away. That sort of wounding, I think, takes a very long time to work through, even working with someone who is worthy of the trust that was previously violated. Please be gentle with yourself. Your T sounds like he is truly there. He will never be infallible, but he seems to genuinely want to meet you where you're at and try to help you and willing to own and try to address when those attempts fall short of your needs. I hope you are able to feel that right now, because I really think he absolutely does want to work with you and cares very much.
((((Incognito))))

Hey-say the same things over and over. That's what we're here for. That's what therapy is about too. The same feelings and patterns are supposed to emerge over and over. And you work through them over and over until it sinks in. Sometimes you recognize changes through thought, but eventually, it happens through feelings. So you are not there yet, but gosh it takes time and you are on your way there. you are suffering so much. Maybe the only thing you can do is be patient and accepting with yourself and where you are at in therapy.

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I think I'm accepting myself a little more and feeling a little more compassion for the child whose family convinced her that she shouldn't ever talk about how she felt and what she struggled with.


It sounds like you were able to tell your therapist how you felt, and that he is trying to understand.

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This led (over several sessions) to me admitting that I didn't feel his care when I was in session and that I usually felt it most when I wasn't with him, either when I was reflecting and processing the session, or when I spoke to him on the phone briefly or read and reread his emails.


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I asked him how he showed his care for me.


It's scary; maybe you are feeling this strong affect because of what happened to you when you were a little girl when you talked about how you felt? Someday you will trust your therapist isn't going to be how your parents were.

Some things you wrote here remind me of someone else who often thought what their therapist was thinking, but hadn't gone there yet as far as discussing that component in session, and had a really rough time.

I tell my therapist my thoughts about him, what I think he is thinking/feeling, and it really helps. Actually, we focused on that often. Now that I feel much more trusting, it's not so much the focus anymore.

But that's how i felt reassurance--from talking about how I think he is feeling about me. He answers honestly and openly. I have told him before that I think he is feeling sick of me, coming in all depressed and all, that he must dread the time our meeting arises. We've had similar conversations over and over and over and over. His answers reassured me that he, in fact, did not feel this way. Every conversation we've had along these lines has led to trust. So here:

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I think he is angry at me and passive aggressively ignoring me and I feel guilty for bothering him and stupid for trusting him in the first place.


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I think he pretends to care and then the one time he doesn't call me back is the time he is showing his real feelings.


See how things turned around, some relief, when you talked about your feelings and discussed his feelings about you here:

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I've always thought he knew when I was asking for reassurance and was avoiding giving it to me which made me angry and then I thought he didn't care etc. It was an odd feeling to consider the possibility that I wasn't communicating clearly and that he wasn't purposely hurting me. It even gave me a couple of days of peace until my next session.



See the difference? I think you are on the right track. Maybe it would be helpful for you to talk more about what you think he is feeling? Maybe that's how you will feel reassured and be able to trust more? I don't know if it will help or not, maybe you've already begun to do that. Just couldn't help noticing. I've seen this before here many times. And it is a potential something to resolve-meaning, there is relief in sight.

There are better days ahead for you soon.

Hug two
((((INCOGNITO))))

So happy that T told you he liked you and wants to work with you.

When I was sad last year and cried a lot about my T, there was a part of me that was just waiting for him. I think that part felt that if I had a good time, I don't know, T would disappear. For some reason, I had to stay unhappy to maintain that connection to him.

I'm connecting this to what your T said about how he is not dependent upon you feeling good, etc., in order for him to feel good.

I'm wondering if that was the pattern in your childhood, that you had to maintain that connection with your parents through your sadness, etc., the more negative emotions.

I haven't figured out the connection for me yet. Maybe it was because when I was happy, I didn't get any attention and it felt like my parents pushed me away. "Just go play and leave me alone." The only time they paid attention to me was when I was unhappy. Or maybe it was because they were basically unhappy people and that's how they connected with people. Maybe your parents (and mine) were dependent upon your unhappiness because if you were happy, you wouldn't need them?

That was just an interesting comment your T made.



Sorry you are in so much pain again,

Love,

Liese
Yaku, thank you for reading. I think it must take a lot of courage to start talking after a prolonged silence. I find that when I struggle with talking for too long that it gets worse and worse and I've considered leaving early. Of course I don't have longer sessions so at a certain point I now that the session will be over too soon and I start feeling hopeless. I think my T does care and it is easier to believe when I'm a little calmer.

xoxo, I hope I can tell my T how I feel and what I'm afraid he is thinking but my last session reminded me how hard that is even when I believe that T is willing to listen. The parental transference is the most painful thing about therapy. While I think I worry about all the people in my life getting tired of me if I express my feelings it is so much more amplified when I'm dealing with T. Thanks for the wishes for better days.

Liese, I think T meant that he couldn't let my happiness or sadness change how he felt about me and how he listened and accepted me. My parents were the reverse of yours in that their favorite expression was "if you want to cry I'll give you something to cry about" or "no one likes someone who is sad so go away until you can be happy". My mother even feels that way about physical pain, they were always telling me that it didn't hurt that much or that I was just trying to get attention. If a todder or child falls in my mother's presence she claps and laughs like they have done a wonderful thing because she thinks that people only cry from pain because other people expect it from them so she made sure she didn't comfort us when we got hurt she laughed so we would realize we weren't hurt. It is awful to watch some little child with a shocked look on their face, starting to cry and look for their mother, and then their confusion when my mother starts laughing and clapping. It is such a trigger for me because for most of my life I thought that was normal. Only now watching people who aren't my family comfort their children instead of trying to fool them into not being sad, or punishing them for their feelings do I realize how confused I must have been as a child. Sometimes I think I'm so sad with my T because he is the first person in my life who has stayed with me when I was sad and told me I was allowed to feel that way. I must admit that probably other people in my life that I met later would have accepted my feelings but I was too well trained by my family to risk showing my feelings to anyone.
(((INCOGNITO))))

My parents were kind of like yours too so I'm confused myself. My Dad would very often say things to me like your Mom said to you. I wound up hiding all my negative emotions. The ironic thing is that hiding them causes them to fester and grow and only compounds the problem.

Interesting that T is the first person in your life who accepted your negative emotions and all.

I still can't help but wonder if there wasn't some attachment seeking behavior going on there and that's why it's so hard to give up.

Liese

P.S. And I agree with Alpace about the hands clapping thing. I can only imagine that that's what she was taught also as a little girl.
Incogntio,

It sounds like your parents, or your mom, were shaming and humiliating when you expressed your emotions. Humiliation is a horrid emotion that gets entagled with your development and sense of Self. I understand better now. That is something very, very difficult to deal with if you are still carrying that with you-amplified in the transference.

Frowner

given that, i have to add that you really have come a long way in being able to talk about how you feel with your therapist. It seems you are making progress as hard as it is. I'm sorry you are suffering so much. When your therapist listens, understands, empathizes each time you express how you feel--and you are 'heard' this time as opposed to your past, heard over and over...the compassion gets reinforced over and over you might find some relief.

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