This is just a long rambling post about how my therapy is going...there is no crisis or breakthrough...just some thoughts.
My T is everything I could have ever asked for in a T. She gives me all kinds of space to feel. She’s empathetic and genuine. She believes what I tell her. Within that 50-minute hour, she behaves as if she’s got all the time in the world. She tells me I’m too hard on myself. That I’m doing a good job. That I need to give myself some grace.
For some reason I am reacting with irritation at this! Not at her – I’ve never felt irritated with her personally – but at what she’s saying. I want to push her away, brush her off when she says things like this. And she will not stop. She’s very consistent.
What is most annoying is that this kind of care is exactly what I was starving for in the therapy with my former T! Sometimes I think what drove me in that relationship was an old pattern of thinking I had to earn it, because he often said and did things that indicated I didn’t deserve it, that he was doing me a big favor simply meeting with me. So with him, I kept pushing myself, hoping to be good enough to deserve it, to earn it, to win it. With her, I’ve got all the care I could ever want...and now that the initial relief has worn off, I’m getting irritated and pushing her care away.
Is there no making me happy????
At the end of my session today she said something about there being a lot to carry right now and to give myself a break. I ignored what she said and tried to change the subject to our scheduling for the rest of the month. But she insisted on saying I’m doing a good job (she’s kind of stubborn ) and so I said, well not really, otherwise I wouldn’t be here. Then it was time for me to leave so she had to stop. But on my way down the hall I was tearing up with frustration and I’m not sure why.
Another aspect of this weirdness is that sometimes, when she asks me a question, she has to go back and remind me that she didn’t mean it as scolding, because I often take it that way.
For example, today she asked if it’s easier for me to grieve or to celebrate. It was just a simple question. It took me a while to respond. Finally, I said I do like to celebrate and gave an example. I was answering her question as if she had been scolding me for not being able to celebrate...but that isn’t what she said at all. So she noticed my defensiveness and called my attention to it (and this isn’t the first time she’s called me on it, but it’s the first time I’ve been able to see what she’s talking about).
Did I ever mention that she’s good?
She also keeps going back to how my mom consistently treated me with contempt, scorn, and irritation as I was growing up...just inviting me to remember what that was like...I’m sure there’s a connection there but I’m not getting it yet.
This problem of mine was also a stumbling block in one of my relationships many years ago...the one with my “Spirit Mom”. It was very healing for a long time, but then we reached a point where she said she could not be my mentor anymore because of the way I was reacting to her suggestions. She is a “dog” person (she has a hobby farm and loves digging in the dirt, planting trees and taking her dogs on walks) and so she described it this way: It was as if I was a wet and cold little puppy shivering in the corner, and when she reaches out to help me, I turn around and snarl at her and try to bite her! This surprised me because I did not feel angry with her whatsoever. But I did think that she was giving me too much credit and argued with her about it quite a bit. And this was after spending over four years developing a very deep relationship!
Today on my way home, I made the connection that it’s probably the same thing. My Spirit Mom and I didn’t know how to get past it, and I think she took it somewhat personally...and I totally don’t blame her, because it was a personal relationship. But after today I'm starting to identify how this attitude is affecting my other relationships, too. I’m hoping that the therapeutic boundaries will allow this to be worked through this time.
Just some additional random thoughts about my T:
One day she showed me that she keeps bottles of water in the cabinet of the side table. I thought that was pretty funny because the facial tissues were on top of the table. Not only does she take care of her patients when they cry...she even rehydrates them! See what I mean about care?
Something I said today made her laugh so hard she got tears in her eyes. I went on a tangent about how annoyed I get when advertisers target children, knowing that children will appeal to their parents and some of them (like me) feel guilty saying no. I was describing to her how I tried to explain a particular instance to my kids, but my description to her was a bit more embellished with sarcasm than it was with them, and she obviously found it very comical. I didn’t think it was that funny...but her laughing made me laugh too.
She only offered a hug once, several sessions ago. Since then, I always try to avoid looking like I want or need one by putting on my coat, picking up my stuff, and keeping my eyes averted when it’s time to go. A few times now (like today) as I’m leaving she reaches out and kind of scratches my back a little between my shoulder blades. I kind of like it, but then when she doesn’t do it I wonder why not, like it’s a sign I must have irritated her that time...*sigh* Why does everything have to be a double-edged sword?
Well that's about it...thanks for letting me ramble!
SG