I've been feeling a bit triggered for well, weeks now, it seems. Can't seem to settle down but I guess that's life with PTSD.
I told my T about what AG's T told her when he went away, that he carried her in his heart. I was trying to explain the whole story to him. About how she posted about that about the time he went away, and that's all I wanted to know when he went away, that maybe really that he had warm thoughts about me when he thought about me, care and concern. And yes, maybe that I was in his heart. I didn't tell him how much I cried when AG posted what her T told her. The vacation turned out to be a disaster for my therapy but a turning point in the end.
He told me he could never say that to me. It's not him. But he did do some reading over the weekend about transference with me in mind and that maybe we mean the same thing. I just don't know how much longer I can stay in this relationship. I don't know why he wouldn't want me to really know that he cares about me. It's killing me. It's this wound that won't heal. I keep picking at it. And he keeps rubbing up against it. And it's just him. It's this professional veneer that he needs to have for himself. But I'm just wondering if I'd be better off going to someone for whom the warmth part comes more naturally. Someone who will let me get close to them. And not make it feel so prickly all the time.
Thanks,
Liese