Post by Light on Feb 17, 2011 0:33:32 GMT -8
I'd like to share my therapy session of yesterday.
I told my therapist how much better I feel in general, since we started therapy.
I had a bad depression (one of mine) on september 2010, it was horrible.
Then, making this good therapy (Lacanian therapy - that I suggest indeed), with this good therapist (a lovely woman) and above all praying a lot and joining a Prayer group, I 've started feeling really well. I'm happy.
My Therapist says I have to feel proud of myself because I did (and I'm doing) all the work I have to to feel better.
I've stopped with antidepressant two weeks ago and I don't feel depressed at all. I hope I will be able to stop taking other medications to regulate my mood and my therapist is giving me this hope.
During my hour of therapy I'm free, and I feel free and comfortable, to say everything that pass into my mind and I'm sure my therapist listen to me with attention (what unfortunately I didn't have with my previous 4 years treatment therapist) .
She remember all my words from other therapy sessions and I'm so happy about that!
I really feel understood and sustained. This thearapy is giving me so much strenght and willingness to grow and to know myself better, with humbleness...
Well, yesterday was a special session.
I read to my therapist my latest poem. It talks about my present feelings towards my addiction and my Poa.
Its tile is "Alive" and it says , among other verses, "We will never be, but we have been", where "We have been" is finally intended with no more regret or sadness or pain but as a nice, sweet memory of our only day together, a peacefull feeling.
As I compleated the reading, my therapist said she was moved (and it is not the first time it happened) and she was in tears. As I noticed that, I was moved and start crying a little too.
It was a very intense moment, I felt it as very liberating and rich of emotion.
My therapist is an artist as well, she paints and writes poems. It is good to me to have someone who I feel close to my for sensitiveness and interests.
I reflect about how long and slow is the process of liberation from our obsession about the Poa and I think we have to live deeply all the process.
Light
I told my therapist how much better I feel in general, since we started therapy.
I had a bad depression (one of mine) on september 2010, it was horrible.
Then, making this good therapy (Lacanian therapy - that I suggest indeed), with this good therapist (a lovely woman) and above all praying a lot and joining a Prayer group, I 've started feeling really well. I'm happy.
My Therapist says I have to feel proud of myself because I did (and I'm doing) all the work I have to to feel better.
I've stopped with antidepressant two weeks ago and I don't feel depressed at all. I hope I will be able to stop taking other medications to regulate my mood and my therapist is giving me this hope.
During my hour of therapy I'm free, and I feel free and comfortable, to say everything that pass into my mind and I'm sure my therapist listen to me with attention (what unfortunately I didn't have with my previous 4 years treatment therapist) .
She remember all my words from other therapy sessions and I'm so happy about that!
I really feel understood and sustained. This thearapy is giving me so much strenght and willingness to grow and to know myself better, with humbleness...
Well, yesterday was a special session.
I read to my therapist my latest poem. It talks about my present feelings towards my addiction and my Poa.
Its tile is "Alive" and it says , among other verses, "We will never be, but we have been", where "We have been" is finally intended with no more regret or sadness or pain but as a nice, sweet memory of our only day together, a peacefull feeling.
As I compleated the reading, my therapist said she was moved (and it is not the first time it happened) and she was in tears. As I noticed that, I was moved and start crying a little too.
It was a very intense moment, I felt it as very liberating and rich of emotion.
My therapist is an artist as well, she paints and writes poems. It is good to me to have someone who I feel close to my for sensitiveness and interests.
I reflect about how long and slow is the process of liberation from our obsession about the Poa and I think we have to live deeply all the process.
Light
