Today's session did not start out well...didn't finish too well either for that matter. I got into my car to drive over and I made the mistake of turning on the radio. The song that happened to be playing was a song very closely associated with my oldT and Thanksgiving of 2009 when I was with him and also carried a theme to the work we were doing and that had finally started paying off in that I was feeling happier, freer, more content and less scared in the months from November 2009 until he abandoned me. And so when I heard the song it triggered me badly and I was crying by the time I got to T's office (5 mins away from my office) and needless to say I really didn't want to talk to him. But I caught my breath and I told him how triggered I was.
I hadn't seen my T for a week (missing a session due to Thanksgiving) and instead of being grateful to see him I was in grief over oldT again. Over the past few weeks I have been reexperiencing a lot of the trauma symptoms again. the nightmares, the anxiety, the sadness, lack of focus and irritability. I told him this and he told me that it was still the trauma and that I won't begin to really heal until I let oldT go. I told him I can't. He asked me if I really wanted to? I told him I don't know how. He again asked that question and I gave him the same answser. Then I told him that if I let go of oldT there will be a huge gaping empty space inside of me because he is so much a part of me.
My T told me that I know enough of therapy to know that to heal you need to go through a lot of fear and pain and that is what i needed to do to get past the trauma for good. Well gee, you mean all the horror and pain of the last year didn't count?? Wasn't that enough? I told him that I was not ready to do that because I felt he would not be there for me and he would leave me alone in the endless black hole of nothingness.
We talked about how when I started to get better with old T what happened next. I was abandoned. He told me that I keep trying to get him to abandon me too and that I was just waiting for him to fail me but he wouldn't. And I told him...yeah right, everyone fails me.
Then we spent some time again talking about oldT and how I did therapy with him and how it made me feel and how well I did and how much progress I made there ... and my T said yes until oldT got scared and bailed on me. I think that is what is so hard... it was not like I was not improving or working hard in therapy. Things were going okay and I was growing and feeling good and then... it was all taken away from me so suddenly. It was just gone.
I told my T that it was a bit disconcerting to find a huge chink in HIS armour and he nodded and said I would probably find some other ones and that would be good. I said why would that be good and he said because then I would know that he is not perfect and that is good because then I would not have to be perfect either.
He told me that I was very protective of oldT and that I was really angry at him but couldn't express it and I asked him if he thought I was being protective when I read him my speech during our last session and he said no, not then I was perfect then and really amazing. So I just stared at him a moment and said in a whisper... I miss him and I miss Tdog too. My T said that he could understand missing Tdog because at least he fulfilled his role. He said he remains amazed that my oldT was so unknowledgeable about therapy after getting a Ph.D. Then he reassured me that all my reactions were perfectly normal for what I'd been through.
Going back to when we were talking about me being angry at HIM I told him that somehow between Wednesday and Saturday he morphed from good T to mean, scary, detached, coldhearted, disinterested T. He said I was the only person in his 20 years that applied ALL of those adjectives to him at once. He said that he had heard one of those words on occassion but not all together. He said he also knows that I think he has no empathy for me.
I am so confused and I just don't know what is going on with me. Why can't I feel his care or even recognize his empathy. Is it there and I can't see it? What does it "look" like? Am I blind to this? I don't "feel" his handshake, it's like my hand is numb. I keep thinking I'm just an object of curiosity for him. I told him I know I'm "challenging" as a patient. He smiled and said that I create just enough anxiety to be really enjoyable. Whatever that means. I told him at least he does not fall asleep with me and he said oh god forbid who knows where we'd be if I ever dozed for a second with you. Not sure if that was a compliment or not. Towards the end he gave me my 5 minute warning and I looked startled I guess. I felt like I just got there. He said "you really DON'T know where we are in the session do you?" I shook my head no. I think again this is because his sessions are 45-50 minutes and I always had a minimum of an hour or 70 minutes with oldT and now I just feel like I'm getting started when it's ending and I continually leave frustrated.
He also mentioned something intersting that I had heard of but was not sure of the meaning. He said I was in a reaction formation. I'm not sure if he meant with him or with oldT. I did some research to try to understand it and it's a complicated kind of defense discussed in psychoanalysis. I need to go back to discuss this further with him. XOXO... I'm sure you are well versed in this term.
And so...we never discussed touch or our disruption or the hundred other things that are weighing on me. At this point I can't even imagine going back to that discussion. I am just too scared. I think right now unless I can SOMEHOW feel his empathy and care I am not going to be able to do any other work. I'm stuck.
TN