Of course all of this can't help but kick up a bunch of fear for those of us that aren't going through the hell ourselves. I've been terrified since day one with my T of telling her about my attachment issues because I sensed she wouldn't accept me if she knew all the details. Once I developed my attachment to her I developed even greater fear of telling her about that because it was focused on her and what would the ramifications of such a disclosure be? Termination? Transfer? At the very least, a major strain on our relationship with her distancing herself and giving me some big 'talk' about boundaries, etc. It's taken me a long time to work out attachment stuff with my T and I'm still working at it, but things are slowly getting chipped away at bit by bit. It's a tedious and painful process. Throw in some serious ruminating/obsessive thoughts about the T, fears of abandonment/rejection, avoidance on the part of the T, medications not working, and a really crappy life situation on top of it all and you've got a big mess.
My attachment is severe. In the beginning I couldn't think of anything BUT my T. It was a 24/7 preoccupation with her that I really could not control. Scared me a lot!! I'm on medication now that helps quite a bit, plus I think that the more willing my T has become to working through the attachment issues, the less severe the obsessive thoughts are. This attachment makes the relationship difficult. My T can find herself on my black list over the smallest and most harmless things. But if she does something significant? I spin on it non-stop. I was in a non-stop spin for 2 weeks over a negative comment she made about herself just a few sessions ago. My life literally was 'on hold' for those 2 weeks. I couldn't do much else besides worry about what my T meant by her remark, what it meant about her, about me, about our relationship, etc. I was consumed by this. This wasn't the first time this has happened. In fact, it's more frequent an issue than I care to admit. But when I told my T about this she said something to me that keeps coming back to me. She told me that I have to stop giving her my power and living at her mercy--that it is self-destructive to do so.
As I keep pondering the issues that have gone on in peoples' lives here on the board, I keep wondering to myself: Why do we give them so much power? Why do we put them on the proverbial pedestal? Why do we allow our Ts to be so important to us, even so much so that our lives can be shattered by them? We live in fear of losing their care for us, we long for them to love us, wish we could truly know them, be a part of their lives. Why? Who are these people, really? Do we truly know them enough to actually want all of this from them? Can having what we want truly help us heal? I'm really starting to feel that my T isn't anyone. Sure, she's a woman I pay to listen to me, to give me counsel and advice, to help me see things objectively, to look at the pieces of the puzzle and help me put them back together correctly. But can SHE heal me? Can she give me back what I lost in childhood? Can she really meet my needs in the present moment? Is it her responsibility to do so? How much stress can one person take from another before they crack, and say "enough is enough"?
I'm starting to believe I've put my hope and faith for healing into the wrong hands. No human can heal me, not without God's power aiding them. My T can direct me for good, she can advise me on things, can see issues I can't and will handle them objectively. But I've got to stop giving her power that isn't rightly hers, always living at her mercy. She doesn't even know that I'm doing this either unless I make it known to her. And when I do, she feels awful!! How would it feel to know that someone you care about whom you are trying to help has put their life and their healing completely in your hands? To make their pain go away, to help them feel better about themselves, to fix them, to heal their wounds, to listen to all of their 'stuff' no matter how painful? To be there to listen objectively and have to tell them things that you know will be painful to hear, to have to try to maintain firm boundaries when it would be easier not to? To know that one day you will have to say goodbye to that person and like them also lose that connection and relationship so you must protect yourself somehow?
This whole relationship is so unnatural, somehow feels so wrong. I often wonder if I had known what I was going to go through with my T--if I had truly known how much my attachment to her would totally turn my life upside down--if I would have ever entered therapy at all. I feel sometimes like I have wasted nearly an entire year of my life because of this attachment. Because I have given my power to my therapist. I have allowed the attachment to cripple me, allowed it to put me in a position where I feel like I can't function without my T's acceptance, without her unconditional positive regard, without feeling like everything between us is in harmony. I only see her once every two weeks, and in the interim my life is practically at a standstill. What about my family? My husband and three boys? My house that has become a total disaster? My depression has gotten worse, my anxiety increased, my self-esteem fallen further down the scale--all because I need/want something I can't/will never have from someone I don't really even know and never really will know. So much is riding on a 'therapeutic' relationship that so far has been anything BUT therapeutic. Things ARE getting better, I AM feeling less obsessive, I AM feeling more accepted, I AM starting to see this relationship more realistically, but it has taken me almost an entire year as well as watching/reading the therapeutic relationships of others on this forum either hurt like hell but still grow, slowly fall apart or simply suddenly drop dead. It has been a real learning experience for me, to say the least.
But I still wonder why we give them so much of our personal power? How can we keep ourselves from doing it and ultimately stop the hellish pain we put ourselves through in doing so? Is it even possible, or are we just condemned from the start, no matter what? One day I love my T, the next day I'm not sure I even like her. I want to get off the attachment roller coaster and just get back to 'normal'--whatever that is.
MTF