LR,
My T very rarely offers an opinion about what I should do. Once I decide I want to do something he will help me figure out how to do it (he is most forthcoming when it comes to how to handle situations with my children) but I'm here to tell you that he drove me absolutely bonkers in the beginning of our work together because he gave me NO clue as to how he felt about what I did or didn't do, nor would he tell me what to do (which I desperately wanted him to do). I want to be clear that he was very emotionally accessible in that I was able to express all my feelings and he was very accepting and normalizing. There was nothing cold about it. But man, he would NOT budge, even when I told him it made me want to throw things at him!
Turned out that it was critical to my healing (I hate how right he can be.
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I spent my childhood focused on other people's needs in an attempt to stay safe. So much so that I couldn't even recognize my own needs, let alone express them or act to get them met. Seriously, the first time my T asked me what I wanted? I started hyperventilating and the blood drained from my face (he described it to me later). So it was very important to me that I had a space in which I was free to figure out how I felt and what I wanted to do without having to please someone else.
It would have been easy (and probably a lot more comfortable for both of us!) if my T just told me what to do. But ignoring your own needs for someone else isn't a good way to live, even if you're getting healthy input from a good person (and let's face it, its easy to find someone who will advise you.) And the truth is, I didn't want advice, I wanted him to tell me what HE wanted me to do, so I could keep him happy and the relationship would be intact. So what he taught me over a great deal of time, by his steady refusal to tell me what he thought, was to let me know I was safe and accepted no matter what I decided to do, and that it was ok to just consider my needs and make decisions based on them. He explicitly told me that while me might not approve of something I did (he gave the extreme example of getting drunk and crashing into a light pole
), nothing I could do would affect the relationship.
His not weighing in is what created a space for me to explore and learn who I was. So I totally empathize with just how frustrating it can be, but in some cases, like mine, it can be good therapeutic practice. Not sure if this would apply to you, but wanted to offer the perspective.
AG