My session was ok.
Right off the bat she started asking me what was wrong, if I was feeling anxious, and if something had happened. I said yes, I was feeling anxious, and no, nothing had happened. I just felt rotten and anxious.
I didn't feel able to really communicate what was going on. I did become less anxious as we talked, but I still felt like I wasn't saying what I needed to say. She was listening and responded to what I did say, but since I wasn't able to communicate what was going on, my inner turmoil was not touched much.
Not being able to express myself always makes me want to act out. I guess it's a way to communicate distress when I can't find words. Discharges the bad feelings. More and more, I've been frustrated by my inability to communicate because at this point, I'd rather not act out. I'm in a place where I understand myself enough to know what's going on and would rather talk about it directly instead of acting like a nutcase to relieve the internal pressure.
I feel sad that I can't.
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Life is hard. Then you die. Then they throw dirt in your face.
-David Gerrold
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