Hi Liese and Unbroken,
Thanks for checking on me. I'm actually pretty furious with T at the moment (about things that are probably (?) unrelated to the Love You drama) but other than that am actually feeling pretty good! Anger can feel energizing. I feel like in my daily life I've been a bit more present and even happier, just, you know, mad at T.
The session kind of started out badly. Well, when I showed up in her waiting room there was this handsome young cowboy-type guy in there with his son. He was probably in his early thirties. I thought he was really cute.
So I was sitting there trying not to keep glancing at them when in waltzes T, who stares at us all in consternation. Yep. Double booked.
I offered to reschedule but T and cowboy kind of settled between them that the session was mine. It was a little confusing, but I just stayed quiet and figured they could decide. Well, I could tell T was flustered because when she gets flustered she becomes extra professional and stiff, also she repeats herself and can be overly apologetic. So, she kept apologizing to this guy and he kept politely saying that it didn't matter (though he seemed a tad annoyed).
As he was leaving a miserable sounding T apologized one more time, and he says in this sexy southern drawl, "It's okay, baby. We'll be back next week."
He called my T "baby"!!! And T freakin'
giggled. It was actually kind of fun to watch, the whole exchange, but still. So, starting my session, I felt annoyed with T from the beginning over the disorganization/double booking and then the mildly unprofessional "flirting" if you want to call it that.
My session was not so great either. Actually felt very disconnected. We were discussing something that had come up with my parents and I felt like we were totally talking past each other, which we were. I really think T criticizes my parents too much and doesn't understand them at all. When she plays at understanding them it can come across as very condescending, but today she wasn't even trying. Here is an example of my being all bratty and sulky in session in response to this:
T:. . . so your dad says that his children are taking all he believes and throwing it to the winds. Well, that's a good thing, a lot of the things he believes
should be thrown to the winds.
Me: You can't understand my father. You lack subtlety and nuance of mind.
T: I would challenge that. So go ahead, go with that.
Me: Well. . .
T: Well, maybe that is true for some of the things your father believes, but some of it is pretty heinous and has caused serious consequences.
Me: Oh, whatever.
T (laughing):
Me: What?
T: "Oh, whatever."
Me: Oh,
whatever. I'm going to play with silly putty. I'm not talking to you.
(a moment of silence)
T: So. . . did you want to read that book?
Me: You have no toleration for silence.
T: Really?
Me: Whenever there is a silence in here you are the one to break it first, at least when I'm being intentional about it.
T: I'll have to think about that. . . I think it's because I've sensed that I may have offended you, or that you are agitated.
Me: So you are trying to build bridges.
T: Yes
Me: That's because the lack of connection makes you anxious.
So, yeah. That was my session. Never had one like this before. Have never vented frustration at T before. She seemed more amused than offended, but also a little at a loss. When the session was about over she asked if I had anything else to say.
I covered my face with a pillow and said,
Me: I said "love you" at the end of one of my emails this week. I don't know if you noticed.
T (smiling, maybe a tad embarrassed): I did.
Me: Was that okay?
T (still smiling): Yes, that was okay.
Me: I just wanted to make sure. It sometimes can feel very natural to sign an email that way.
T (nodding):
Me: So it's okay if I do that sometimes, if I need to, or I mean, if I want to?
T: Yes.
It was a brief response but it sounded very honest and sincere and I suppose was reassuring. I really think we are okay, in spite of my annoyance. I didn't sense that T was upset with me, at least.
At any rate, that is my post session report. Phew!