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Originally Posted by treehouse
When I finally did look at him, I got what he meant. There was T, there I was, and I didn't have to hide, or not let him "see" me. He looked at me with acceptance and caring.
There IS something very vulnerable about looking into someone's eyes - or rather, letting them look into mine. For me, in T, allowing that vulnerability and having the EXPERIENCE of not "dying", not being hurt, not being abandoned, was huge.
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its funny cause when i think of what is the very worst that could happen if we looked at each other, i always come back to seeing him smile at me and i end up fully losing it and becoming very violent towards him. which sounds like a dad related thing (he is a violent person). will need to think about that some more.
and yeah experiencing the vulnerability of things in t is huge.