Hi RT... that was a lovely thing to say and to tell me about. I actually think that is a good "point". I have always felt good about helping others, especially those who struggle in therapy, particularly with losing or being abandoned by a T. I can relate to the pain but also I know there is some peace and healing to be found at the end of the dark tunnel. That is what is so hard to believe or hang onto when you are in the middle of it.
Hi Elly... it's really nice to see you here. I do at times go back to old posts and emails to T and I can see how things have improved. Things were SO dark 3 years ago. I was barely present and the pain was bad. I know my T has been such a valuable resource to get me to this place and things are better for me. I just get lost sometimes. And sometimes that makes me so angry with T and he keeps telling me to do things that seem impossible for me to do. And the other half of the time I just don't believe enough (in him, in me and in the process). It's so hard to come back from therapy betrayal to trust a T again. I think you and many others can relate to that.
Hi starfishy... I'm sorry if I was misleading about my aunt's wake. I did attend even though I got that rude response from my supervisor. I left and took vacation time. They would not allow bereavement time. So be it. It was important for me to be there for closure and to have that little ritual. I didn't go to C's wake or funeral and it has haunted me since. I'm still working on closure with that although my T has been indispensable in helping me grieve that loss. And you are correct, it does not cost anything to give praise for a job well done. In fact, when people feel appreciated and valued they give more back. But my manager is too stupid to understand this. He is too arrogant and egotistical to understand.
Becca thank you for the support and for saying that. I totally agree.
Hi Mallard, you are correct. My office is SO politically incorrect and even in violation of federal laws of workplace behavior. The problem is that no one does anything. I work for a large public corporation but my office is like the wild west. Abuse and harassment is overlooked and chalked up to "you know how X is, you just have to learn to get along with him". There is verbal abuse and sexual harassment and bullying in that office. I actually reported my manager to Human Resources and they were worthless and it only made things much worse for me because of blatant retaliation that I have experienced. HR is worthless and there is no one who cares about the non-management staff. And the staff is so cowed that no one will stand up for themselves. This is a very difficult environment for someone with trauma history. I totally understand when you talk about that negative inner critic/voice. Mine is so loud. It literally stops me in my tracks when I begin to feel some hope flowering in me. I go immediately to that horrible betrayal by oldT. Just when I began to grow and to trust and to heal it was all yanked away from me. It's like a huge wall that is in front of me and I know there is no way I can get through it or climb over it.
CAT... LOL at the Tahiti idea. Sounds wonderful.
UPDATE WITH SESSIONS: When I saw T last Thursday we talked a bit more about work and I told him about that wall of fear that stops me from healing or trying to grow and change. It's like I failed and I don't have the right to try again or to actually feel that feeling again. It should never have been mine in the first place. T says that my past trauma and abuse history makes me a target for those who abuse. He only said a little about it but he said it's obvious in my non-verbals and the way I carry myself or the way I interact with others that makes me a target. He was not specific and I hope he will help more with that because I don't see what I'm doing to attract all the negativity. He said that his job is to make me strong. He is not there to make me happy but to make me so strong that no one will ever abuse me again. And once I can stand up for myself and keep those who are abusive away from me then I will be strong enough to make myself happy. He said all of this with such vehemence that it was striking and it really penetrated my usual haze of denial or fear.
Today I greeted T with a smile. I missed him a lot over the weekend. Maybe going to my aunt's wake made me more thoughtful and pensive. I told him I missed him and said that while I can't say I'm "happy" to see him, I AM relieved to be with him. He laughed because he tells me that he is waiting for the day I can say/feel happy to see him. I told him I don't do "happy" so this is the best I can say for now. He said "of course, feeing happy would just ruin your depression"
I told him that I had a dream about C and he wanted to hear it. I told him that I was at the cemetery to visit his spot in the wall there. It's sort of like an outdoor mausoleum and I am holding rosary beads that I want to give him and leave there so he will have them. I am contemplating where I can hang them and a little worried that they will be safe there. Then I realize the rosary beads are from my first communion. T was very interested in the dream and pointed out that it was the child who was offering the rosary beads. They were hers. He felt it was a small sign of some integration. I'm not so sure. He said that he is seeing some things that make him even more sure of my basic health and my ability to heal. I told him I am neutral at best about that.
I showed him some pictures of my aunt and told him that it was good to be able to talk to him about her. He said I can talk to him about anything I want. I also told him that I had other childhood pictures of me and my family that I wanted to share with him but it would have to be another day since we are running out of time. I told him I had some trepidation about sharing them because I tend to have a bad reaction after I try something like that. He said we would be thoughtful about it before sharing and we can talk further about it. He asked me what made me fearful and I just said that I was afraid he would see something bad and he would not tell me and I would not know what he was thinking. He said that he has always "seen" me for who I am and nothing will change his opinion of me. Certainly not anything in a picture. It still unsettles me that he "sees" me and I can't hide from him. I do a lot of hiding in my life because that is how I have always made myself feel safe.
I left him feeling okay. Just missing him again. It is so hard for me to hold onto the end of our sessions. I begin to fade away when time is up and then I feel like I don't have anything to hold onto until the next time I see him. No matter how hard I try I lose memory of those endings. I guess I have not conquered my separation anxiety yet.
Thanks for reading.
TN