(((exploring))) (((Liese))) (((erica)))
Thank you so much for coming back with further thoughts; they really did help as I've been mulling over things and the purpose of it all and the whys of therapy. Sometimes I think, "I'm in therapy so I can be functional and stop destructive coping mechanisms." So if I'm "functioning", and my coping isn't all *that* destructive, I start to feel like perhaps I should be done. Thinking that the therapy is worthwhile so I can feel better is a bit of a personal paradigm shifter for me! I think it's at that level that I run into the questions about mattering.
Sorry it's takne me awhile to reply, I haven't been in a good head space for writing and the kids have still been sick, but everything is getting better now.
I really liked the image of therapy as brain surgery on a microscopic level. I'm going to hold onto that one. (Okay, that was off topic, to continue. . .)
erica,
I don't at all mind writing more about how my therapy is going. Thanks for asking.
I've been having to think a bit about how to answer. I know I said earlier that I felt like I'd been treading water the last few months and while that's true in the sense that there have been no major breakthroughs, I feel that I've been changing slowly over time in some ways specifically related to the therapy and how I view my therapist.
I think I've loosened my hold on some defenses that were preventing my progress a bit. Part of it is that for awhile, I didn't even see them as defenses. Going back in time a bit-- I used to get angry at T and doubt her competence more. I also used to go off in to intellectualizing lala land a lot. I've been thinking about that specifically; one thing I've learned about myself is that I'm attracted to systems for filtering data of all kinds. This is something that crops up across a wide variety of my interests. Complex, abstract systems are good; and the more esoteric the better. My T's approach is very unsystematic (she'd probably call it holistic and eclectic, fluid or such like), and at first that made me skeptical, but I wanted to work with her anyway because I "attached" to her, in a tortured insecure kind of way, practically from the first session.
I followed key psych cafe advice and talked to her about how I worried that our different styles might be a problem. She asserted that she was very eclectic, and that if I had a specific approach I wanted to take or technique I wanted to try, to let her know and she would try to accommodate. This worried me a little bit (perhaps with reason) and I know I did some posting around that time on the forum which some may remember, but in the end I decided to run with it. I have to admit, I kind of liked the idea of being in charge. I knew T was humoring me, but I didn't really care.
I started reading more psychology books. I read a massive tome on treating attachment disorders, I went through a "Jungian" phase for a few months where I had us doing dream interpretation and talking about mother complexes and such, I tried art therapy for awhile and dragged in volumes of my scribblings for discussion and analysis. I can't say it wasn't fun, and I'm sure some of it was productive.
I was still frustrated that I wasn't making more progress, and when I expressed those frustrations to her she pointed out to me more firmly than she had before that my therapy was taking longer than it would otherwise because I was so defended emotionally and intellectualized everything. She said if I could try to go to the feeling realm more often, and be more emotionally spontaneous, it might help. She had said this before, but I think it was at that point it finally clicked. I started to think that my opinions about therapy were not necessarily worth much, and may have been more about staying in charge and in control out of fear than anything else. At least that is how it was working out functionally. Since then, I've been trying to defend less and trust more, and acknowledge the confusion and ambiguity and misery I often try to avoid. My respect for T and desire to appropriately receive guidance from her has grown.
I've been talking to her more about the things the relationship brings up, especially these last few weeks. I would jump through all kinds of hoops to earn her approval or make her happy, yet at the same time I realize she isn't exactly witholding her approval (she never has, and in fact compliments me a lot, which also makes me nervous. . . ) and she seems like a happy-enough-person-on-the-whole, although I know she's had some down times. I feel like I'm trying desperately to hold onto something that I might not be in danger of losing in the first place.
So, I told her that, and I also told her just yesterday (as part of the mattering conversation) that the thought that she might care one way or the other how I was doing was alarming to me, because I didn't know what to do with that, but that the thought that she might not care was alarming too, because it made me mad. I said that really, just sitting in the same room with her was alarming, and she said sarcastically, "Well, I'm *sorry*." (But I think she was just being playful.
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She went on to talk about shame, and fear of rejection, and so forth. She said that being seen and valued for who I was felt good, but it was also scary for me because there was the thought of losing the person (her), of them disapproving of me or rejecting me.
I started to space out a little bit, and she asked me what was wrong and what I needed from her. I told her that I did not feel very reassured. I said that it sounded like she was phrasing things very carefully and being clinical. She kind of gaped at me and stammered something about it being the end of the day and that she was trying to get her words right. I said, "Things can be a little more human. Why can't you say 'Of course I care about you, HIC! I've known you a long time now and I have feelings, too. Of course it disturbs me to think of you struggling."
And she said, "Well, of *course*! Of course all of that." And she went on to repeat what I had said pretty much verbatim, but in her own words. She also told me that she did *not* like to think of me suffering all alone when reaching out to her would help, and next time to email. Then she grinned at me and said, "And look at you! The quintessentially clinically speaking person wanting to be all emotional. This is good! This is really good!"
I smiled back and told her that I felt better.
I don't really know where I'm going next with any of this, but it was such a good session and I think we're getting somewhere. Thanks for reading and letting me ramble.