So I’ve taken a month’s hiatus from blog writing.  Sorry to any of my readers who got used to hearing from me at least once a week. (For the short time that I’ve been doing this of course!)    I’ve actually been really busy these past weeks believe it or not.

The road trip was spur of the moment and led me down to Texas for under a week.  It was my nephews 3rd birthday.  I realize that statement takes some of my anonymity away though I’m pretty sure there aren’t many people scouring the blogosphere for people with nephews in Texas that celebrated an April birthday in March.  There, that was sufficiently confusing for the search engines I’m sure!

Anyway, the road trip was with a good friend and was a great success.  The whole thing was a surprise for my sister’s family.  It was so much fun to see their faces when we showed up at their door

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A week after I got home, my same good friend  called me up and said I need new living room furniture, lets’  go shopping tomorrow!  Several thousand dollars later we designed a new room completely.

In my family I am the e painter.  If you have a room you want to change, I’m your girl.  I love renovations of all sorts.  I especially love demolition.  You know… the part where you get to bash walls in a beat ceiling to the floor completely gutting a place?  That’s what I adore.  It’s the only time I truly feel any satisfaction getting some aggression out of my system.

But then I also like envisioning the finished product and working towards that goal.  The living room turned out quite splendidly if I do say so myself.  Now we are working on the foyer and hallway.  Tons of moldings and trim work in there.

The other thing that’s good about all of this manual labour is that it gives J and I time to talk.  J is a protector/fighter part of my internal system.  (She is saying she’s much more than that)  True, she is much more than that but she is definitely a tough chick.  But she also loves this kind of work and learned a lot about it from people as we grew up as she was out much of the time we were around those people.  So J and I have been talking.  The kind of talking that isn’t about anything dark or twisted.  Just normal stuff like, oh that needs to be leveled off, the paint needs another coat, that sort of thing.  But I figure any kind of communication is a good thing.

I’m not sure how long these projects are going to go on.  We’re kind of on a roll now and it seems that every room in my friend’s house is going to be done.  I’m certainly not complaining. I love it!!   And it has helped to lift my mood and keep it there for weeks.  I’m running out of material to talk about in therapy for Pete’s sake! (Not really)  But it’s nice to go in and say to my therapist that I’m feeling good and not even waiting for the other shoe to drop.  It really is a nice feeling.

On that note, I bid you adieu for now.  Be well everyone.  I’ll come back with more topics soon.  Maybe we’ll come up with something to stir up some controversy!

Road Trip

Posted: March 28, 2012 in All about me
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Took an unexpected road trip but I’ll be back soon with lots of posts.

           

            You know, I often think about what my therapist really thinks.  I’m pretty sure the majority of clients do that.  I’ve read a lot about the one sided nature of the therapist/client relationship, I’ve read about how attachment works, I’ve read about how the client wants to occupy a special place in their therapists life.  I’ve done a lot of reading.  It’s an interesting area of study.  This is why I love therapist blogs.  One in particular is What a Shrink Thinks.  It gives you a glimpse of what really goes on in the therapists mind.  It fulfills that craving I feel to know, to see, to really get into that mystical place that is the therapist brain.

            I’ve had the extraordinary opportunity to work with some amazing female therapists.  A few of them were in person and another was online.  I never pass up the chance to say how much I like Discussing Dissociation.  Not that Kathy needs any advertising from me as you’ll see in this article but I don’t mind saying that her blog and one on one sessions I’ve had with her have been invaluable.  I’ve never had a male therapist so I have no idea what that relationship would look like or feel like.  I don’t know that I could even build that relationship.  But the women whose care I’ve been under for significant periods of time, well they’ve just been fantastic.

            I saw my first therapist when I was 15 and she continues to be a part of my life.  We’ve sort of segued into a hybrid sort of friendship but with boundaries sort of relationship.  I know that if I still lived in the same city as her I could call and seek therapy from her and she would be perfectly willing.  I also know that if I called and asked if she’d like to go for coffee she’d oblige me that way as well.  I know that I can send her a joke on Facebook just as easily as I can send her a private email asking about her health.  I know these things emotionally, intellectually.  I know them deeply.

            Another woman I worked with was quite the opposite of that first therapist.  She did not allow hugging or touching but still managed to develop affection for me and me for her.  She was very closed off about her personal life; it was not something we discussed at any great length at all.  But I grew to care deeply for this relationship, to depend on it for my very life.  When circumstances forced us to part ways when I left the city she told me that she would never forget me and that our experience changed the way she would conduct therapy in a profound way.  That made me feel so good.  It could have been a line she fed me but I really don’t believe that.  I believe she was being genuine and her declaration was heartfelt.  I have called her since leaving and she has been helpful in trying to find new resources for me.  Though she gently encourages me to rely more and more on the therapist I’m seeing now.  That is her style.  To push me in the direction I need to go however painful it might be is what she has always done.

            Anyway, what all this rambling is about is just to demonstrate that every therapist has their own style, their own way of dealing with the complexities of their job.  And to also talk about what it’s like to want to be a bigger, more important part of your therapist’s life.  What is it like to really get inside their minds?

            I haven’t yet developed that need, that attachment with my current therapist.  I feel as though I’m right there ready to take the leap. I just need one more push, one more reason, a teensy bit more reassurance that the leap will be worth it.

            I’ll be writing more about this subject again, but this is a good rough start.  Tell me what you think about the relationship you have with your therapist.  I know for multiples there are so many different levels and layers.  How do you deal with all of that?

 

One of the things I love about my therapist is that she checks in with me every so often to make sure we’re on the same page.  Do I know what her goal is?  Do I know what my goal is?  Are they the same?  Are we in the right stage, going in the right direction?  Are we moving forward or standing still?  How do I feel I’m doing now as compared to a month ago, 2 months ago?

            Today was one such day where we kind of looked at each other like, okay wait, what are you saying?  Where are you going with this?  I told my therapist that I kind of felt like we were in a holding pattern.  She didn’t necessarily agree with that assessment.  So that is why we stepped back and looked at our game plan.

            To me it feels like I’m playing the waiting game… again.  Waiting for the consultation with the DID specialist.  Waiting to see if she accepts me as a full time client.  Waiting to see if I’ll be continuing with my current therapist in some capacity.

            My therapist explained that even if we do continue seeing each other she wouldn’t be digging into trauma work with as of yet.  She feels that I still have a ways to go in achieving higher functioning in my daily life.  After dissecting what exactly she means, I have to agree with her standpoint.

            The goal now is to achieve some sort of structure in my day to day life.  I don’t have much of a schedule that I follow right now.  And what little scheduling there is certainly doesn’t include things like exercise, getting out of the house, regular meal times etc.  I’m very isolated at the moment which is partly to do with the season but I have been making strides in that department.  I try and accept invitations from friends more often and even initiate an afternoon out for coffee.  But there are other things such as volunteering that I have yet to follow up on.

            So the idea is to make up a schedule of an ideal day/week that strikes a balance between those things we must do and those things that are pleasurable, and then add those things into my actual schedule.  That means scheduling a shower, doing the dishes, vacuuming, going for a walk, going to the dog park, spending meaningful time with my wife.  Scheduling absolutely everything.

            But everything has to start somewhere, so much against my all or nothing nature the one thing I choose to add this week is going to the dog park at least 4 times.  Should be doable right?  I’ll keep you posted.

            In the end, my session with my therapist was quite productive today.  I like knowing where we stand.  It gives me that sense of control over the process that I so desperately crave in my life.

            After all, that’s what therapy is about right?  Building a sense of mastery in one’s life.

Remember, it’s okay to ask in therapy, “Wait, what were we working on again?”

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KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.