Thanks all
for the teas
She's a Jungian psychoanalytic psychotherapist. I've been seeing her weekly since January 2012. For several months I was having one and a half sessions - in one go - per week but I was made redundant and my financial circumstances changed so I switched from longer sessions down to regular sessions, then went to fortnightly sessions, then after just a month I couldn't cope with the gaps when we met fortnightly as too much happened in between and I felt I wasted too much time catching up so we went back to weekly as she offered to reduce her fee to half price for me. I've been back to weekly for a few months.
She's in her early 70s and quite often I wonder if her experience isn't always trading off favourably against her focus and acuity. But then I just think I exhaust her because I'm so difficult. I don't know if I'm genuinely difficult or I just believe I'm difficult. I am intense. I'm highly introspective anyway, even before therapy. In the middle gap session, I said that I wanted to get to the bottom of my issues and she rather resignedly said that it was a very long bottom to get to. I heard that as that she's given up and she doesn't believe she can help me. That was also the session that she repeatedly asserted that I should be taking anti-depressants and every time I tried to express my feelings about her holiday, getting myself more and more wound up and tearful, she brought up the anti-D's again.
As an aside, my medication stance is complicated. Generally I believe in more of a spiritual and psychological approach than chemical and I'm also query bipolar and have had a high induced by Prozac so GPs at my practice aren't currently prepared to give me anything until I've seen a P. NHS mental health services are woefully underfunded so I'm on a long waiting list for an assessment which might not materialise. I've also arranged to see an old university contemporary who is now a psychiatrist for an informal chat and opinion.
Sorry - long aside.
I'm an intellectual kind of person so I can think and distance from feelings until the cows come home but then my feelings burst out all over the place uncontrollably and unpredictably - especially anger. I suffer from anxiety but this is mostly anxiety about being triggered into painful emotional states and reacting inappropriately.
I find it hard to be in my feelings when I'm with someone. I find it really hard to be seen in a vulnerable state.
Right now, I'm struggling to remember many good times between me and T but I think my memory is clouded by the last few weeks. We were already rocky before the holiday came up. I feel that I spend most of my time telling her things I already know and that I'm not really making any new connections or insights into things. As she is supposed to work with the unconscious then this is worrying as all my sessions seem to be about things I'm already aware of.
She isn't qualified to comment on my bipolar suspicions and we've 'wasted' several sessions going over my experiences because I want some clarity on whether i was manic and whether there was an obvious trigger that I can strategise for (they tend to be emotional stressor induced) and she's been, I feel, inconsistent in her analysis - sometimes giving me the impression that she thinks I'm overexaggerating and then at other times seeming to agree with my labelling of episodes.
I'm in a big confusion without a diagnosis and am scared about getting a diagnosis. At the same time, label or not, I'm still me and my emotional reactions are what I want to get a better handle on.
Sorry. I know this is getting really long and not even answering any questions you asked.
I love Jung, read him extensively and a Jungian analyst is kind of my dream therapist. I think that might be making me stick with her longer than my actual feelings of making any progress. I think we've got into some really messy but incredibly important territory. However, it's the messy stuff that's incredibly threatening to me and needs kid gloves to keep me safe.
I'm highly likely not to hurt myself (seriously) as long as the part of me that's typing this post is in control. That younger bit that was lying on the verge wanting to be scooped up and carried into T's house and looked after, she is a lot more unpredictable and might do anything to get attention. I guess she's had enough of feeling ignored now
Interestingly enough I had a dream last night about being scooped up and carried off the road and my Mum had been reading emails between me and T and told me she was ripping me off and now she was going to look after me. Actually maybe it was a nightmare...