I have no idea how to explain this except to say that I am missing that feeling of safety that I used to have with oldT, even if it was not real and didn't last... while it DID last I had a safe place to be, a safe place to run to when things got to be too much for me. I had oldT in my head all the time and I could go "there" when I was afraid or overwhelmed or just confused with life, work, school, family etc. When I lost oldT I lost that feeling of safety, along with the "home" he provided for me as my sanctuary. My safe place to land...
I feel so homeless and lost these days. I have no place to go to when things get bad inside my head. NewT is smart and nice but he is not my home, my place of safety. He says all the right things and makes all the right moves but I don't FEEL anything. He is not in my head as that safe place to be when I'm scared and alone. I don't have that sense of limbic resonance with him.
And all we do is talk about oldT. I can handle that. It's all I want to talk about anyway. In fact, it's more like OldT is in the therapy and not me. We analyze him not me. There is SO much, actually just about everything, that newT does not know about me. He has no idea of my history and what I tell him about oldT is all out of context because he does not know. He does not know me. And when I try to tell him something from my past, I open my mouth but the words won't form, I can't talk. And I close my mouth and just sit there and nod. I don't know what it is that stops me. Part of it may be that I don't know how to do this all over again. Really, I don't want to do this all over again. I worked SO hard in my three years of therapy with oldT. I sweated through telling him traumatic stuff. Stuff I have never told a soul and now I find myself having to do a do-over. All those years are wasted. Oh I know you all will chime in that it was not a waste but it is because I have to do this all over again with someone new. And I know that whatever I tell newT I will compare his reaction to oldT and he will lose. He is just too detached for me to feel that he even cares what I have gone through in the past. Aside from that, I feel just like a number to him. Yeah c'mon in number 47... oh trauma, abandonment, abuse, yada yada blah blah yeah I heard it all before. So can you tell me something new? And I always feel like he has to squeeze me in to see me and I can never get second appointments if I need one. How can I really sit and talk to him about major stuff in 45 minute slices 8 days apart?? When I told oldT about some major stuff we had 2 hour sessions and I would see him 2 or 3 days later again to have a check in to contain the trauma stuff.
I know there is a lot of postives about newT. And honestly, I'm not sure I could find someone of his caliber around my town at all. I have tried. But something is missing. I don't know what it is. It's that feeling that this could be a safe place. It's not home. I sit in his office like I'm visiting someone I don't really know and won't ever know. I'm nobody. He is just doing his job. I'm boring. Nothing new here. I can't talk to him about my trauma. He will just sit there and nod and it won't matter. I'm just a number. I need to SEE or FEEL some emotional reaction on his part.
I know he understands my issues on an intellectual level and we are okay when we are discussing stuff like neurobiology or the various theorists in psychology and what they say. But I'm not feeling that right brain connection when we speak. Maybe it's my fault because I have not really opened up about the past but how can I open up when I don't feel safe enough to do so. The only way in the past I have felt that safety was because I knew it affected oldT on a right brain level. His non-verbals were very strong. The empathy was really there. Yeah I know it was too much in that he was dragged into my emotional world and didn't keep one foot in his own therapist world. But when I tell newT stuff I'm thinking that he's thinking... oh yeah I remember patient number 27 had the same issues and blah blah....it's the same old same old.... You see, with oldT I WAS different to him, I WAS unique and interesting.
We had a really intense session on Monday that left me shaking and full of anxiety all week. He said he may have time for me on Thursday but he never called so I emailed him that I was very anxious and struggling and he wrote back a very lovely email, thanking me for keeping the connection. He reassured me that in THIS relationship I don't have to worry about working to keep the relationship stable while doing therapy. It was a nice reply but I did't FEEL anything. I did for about 5 minutes, that he replied and it was nice. That was it.
I'm not sure if I'm just blocking any positive feelings as a defense against being hurt again. Or maybe it's impossible for me to feel anything again or trust anyone again. Maybe I'm just misdirecting my anger at him and not oldT where it should be. I did tell him on Monday that I was not angry with him any more for not being oldT but that I was angry with oldT not being him. He thanked me for that. But I'm not feeling that way right now. Now I just feel like giving up on therapy and on myself. It's going to take me a really long time if ever to get back to where I was in therapy and by then... who cares, I'll be so old that it does not really matter. That pervasive sense of it's too late is suffocating me all over again. I thought I dealt with that with oldT and was feeling like I put it to rest... but that was before I lost 3 years of therapy and my life.
I'm not sure what I'm saying here as I'm just feeling defeated, confused, scared, alone, angry, rejected and hopeless. I guess hopeless is the strongest of those feelings. Like... why even bother? For what?
Thanks to anyone who is still reading this tome. I just had to vent somewhere.
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