What is it with therapists????? Don’t they know how to ask simple questions???? Don’t they know that sitting there looking at me in stupid silence is guaranteed to flip me right out? How the hell am I supposed to know what to do what to talk about what to say? That’s for them to give me at least SOME indication of what the hell to do in therapy. I could talk until Armageddon and still not get anywhere, spinning around on a pin top - I NEED SOMEONE TO ASK ME QUESTIONS. Someone who actually shows a bit of interest in what I’m thinking, feeling, what my stories are, what my life has been like. I’m bursting to tell my stories and I’m so desperate for a sympathetic listener - and what do I get, a whole series of Ts who do nothing but talk ABOUT what I’m talking about instead of focusing on what it means to me, instead of leading me into getting in touch with all the pain and rage and fear that’s boiling away underneath all the time.
I HATE THERAPISTS!!!!! They lie - well ok maybe they don’t lie, but all the damn books about therapy must be lying then because I’ve got this idea of a therapist as someone supportive, sympathetic, INTERESTED in the client and willing to see things through the client’s eyes in order to help make sense of stories, help express and process repressed suppressed controlled emotions...
And I end up effectively being told that what I do in therapy is entirely down to me, to orchestrate it all by myself, to come up with things that I’m supposed to somehow know are important or relevant or useful or whatever, and all the time ALL I WANT is someone who knows what they are doing in relation to ME and to give me a bit of a lead, some sort of guidance on what I’m meant to be doing, where I’m meant to be going. I am so tired of having to be the one in control all the time, all I want is to just let out all the bad stuff that’s been festering away inside for decades, and to know that that’s ok, to be given assurances and yes permission, for that to happen. Am I asking for the moon on a platter or what?????????
Does anyone get what I’m on about here? Anyone else get really utterly totally fed up with having to be in charge of their therapy all the time? Anyone else like me who wants just for a change, a therapist to be actively involved in drawing out the really painful stuff that is just TOO hard to deliberately open up about without some kind of sympathetic questioning? I may as well talk to a mirror for all the interest and involvement I’ve been getting from Ts.
Ok rant over. You might have guessed it was a really shitty session today, all sorts of bad stuff coming up because of it and the worst is that no matter how angry and upset and devastated at feeling that yet again there is something SO wrong with me that I don’t seem able to get what everyone else somehow instinctively knows what to do in therapy - I can’t bring this up with him next session because I already did this session and instead of going with how it was making me feel or what it meant to me, he went off into a big long intellectual explanation of why it was entirely my responsibility to start and conduct the sessions (and I didn’t understand any of it anyway.)
Oh and I left the session feeling pretty good because I managed for the whole session to avoid having to talk about or reveal any of the painful things that are sitting there on the verge of coming out. He got hooked into the intellectualizations despite knowing that’s my way of avoiding feeling. So I’m not very impressed right now and feeling utterly crap because I was so convinced this guy would be different.
And now I’m feeling very lost and very alone and very very frightened.
And furious!!!!!!!!!!!!
And hopeless.
LL