To be honest I wish I had never started this process... Six years ago it was to address my eating behaviour, well my weight has continued to climb, I have fallen out with all my family, and I have a dependency on my therapist which I find difficult to break. I have never been dependent on anyone, and this is an uncomfortable feeling. I hate that I am such an emotional wreck with her, and then I have to pull myself together for the rest of the week, by the time I see her a week later I have closed down again and we have to go through the same silent start until I feel vulnerable enough to share.i wish I could just stop going, but there is a small part inside me that wants the nurture and comfort she offers. I had a very strong urge to sit close to her and she was ok with that, and from no touch at all, because i couldnt cope with it She now gives me cuddles which I never had as a child..she said this is an important part of the repair that therapy offers, and at the beginning when it happened I thought it was a good thing, but now I wish she had never responded to my request to sit closer to her.
Sorry just needed to vent, and this forum seems a good place to do that!!!