So I told my T that I felt freaked out and suspicious, and the reasons why. Then (I can't remember if it was straight away or later in the session) he told me he'd been about to say it again, but had stopped himself.
And now I feel so upset, so cheated, so bereft. I keep thinking about how I could have heard my T saying I'm doing great, but I messed up and robbed myself of that. I keep thinking about how much better I would feel if he had said it.
All grist for the therapy mill, no doubt.
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