Here is where I discuss (in broad detail) my therapy sessions: what was discussed, what homework I have, and what goals I set for myself. Rarely will posts in this category be lengthy; only when I have an epiphany will I go into a lot of detail about what was discussed. This is to protect the therapist-client relationship and also, not everything needs to be made public knowledge.
Back on Sunday I wrote vaguely about my greatest shame, and how it would be a topic of conversation between me and my therapist at some point in the future. That point was today. I’ve told the story before, but clinically, never invoking the emotions that I felt during the experience, and so I’ve never… Read More One Giant Leap
I went to see my therapist today. We talked at length about my feelings of shame, and she gave me a little homework – think of a time (several, if possible) that I made a mistake, dropped the ball or otherwise just flat screwed something up and DIDN’T feel shame. We also identified some possible… Read More The Long and Winding Road
Toward the end of Guardians of the Galaxy Drax the Destroyer said to Star-Lord, “Finger to the throat means death,” then paused and said “Metaphor.” Star-Lord’s response was “Yeah, sorta.” This actually became relevant in today’s therapy session when I brought up the subject of shame. I’ve mentioned this in a past post, I’m sure,… Read More Football to the Throat
I went to see my therapist today. She asked how I’ve been doing, and I was honest with her: the last few days have been filled with such deep seated self-hatred. I cannot shake the feeling that I’m always doing something wrong or not doing enough for the people in my life or somehow screwing… Read More An Irrational Hatred of Self
I had an appointment with my therapist today. During the session, I mentioned my blog post NaBloPoMo Day 12: Learning to Forgive and how I had written the letter to my ten-year old self. I explained the backstory of the letter and then read it to her. This led to a brief aside where I… Read More NaBloPoMo Day 19: The Pursuit of Imperfection
I had an appointment with my therapist today. We reviewed the past three weeks, since it had been that long, and then I started to discuss the incidents that led to my PTSD, only to be derailed by something more timely. Saturday is the 20th anniversary of my father’s death. We discussed what growing up… Read More NaBloPoMo Day 12: Learning to Forgive
I saw my therapist today. I was drowsy for the whole session – in fact, I came home and took a nap for about an hour – so I don’t remember a lot of details. I remember that we talked how I tend to let others, especially my wife, have their way about anything that… Read More Sleepwalking Through Psychotherapy
The above image is “Scream” by Gerald Scarfe, used as the movie poster for “Pink Floyd’s The Wall.” All rights reserved by the artist. Warning: sexual assault triggers.
I went to see my therapist today. It was an odd session, in that I almost immediately became drowsy and stayed that way throughout. (Come to think of it, I did just wake up from the second of two naps I’ve had today, so I guess you could say I’m still drowsy.) We talked briefly… Read More Taking Ownership
I saw my therapist today. We had a good session. I mentioned that I completed last session’s homework and that it worked well, and we agreed that the next step is for the tool in question to be self-implemented, and done so earlier than my wife implemented it over the previous week. We discussed my… Read More Progress is Progressing
