I’ve read a couple of blog entries where folks complain or explain their reactions to a therapist changing something. At times I haven’t understood their ferocity or devastation about the change.
I think now that it is deeply personal and hard to understand when it happens to others. Like a lot of things.
My point: yesterday, my T asked if I could come in early on the Friday after Thanksgiving. Only 15 mins. early. He knew that I already have trouble getting in at 8:30A on normal days/weeks. I am not a morning person. What upset me was how he asked – “if you want to talk, can you come in 15 mins. early? I’m the only social worker working that day and i’d like to get in early, if possible.”
IF I want to talk?
The rest of the day my mood steadily decayed after playing it over and over in my head. I finally came to the realization that I see therapy as a treatment, a process that might help me, a sometimes difficult but necessary evil. But my T obviously does not share my expectations of his work.
It’s confusing and hurtful to see the truth.
So, I decided I would wait until the beginning of the week to 1) see if I shift my head to his side, or 2) if I find something I HAVE to talk about before I text him and just cancel.
I guess I entered into therapy with the wrong ideas, the wrong expectations and clearly that’s my fault, not his. Should I just quit? Doc.