[skysblue]

Pumpkin Eater just commented that she appreciated a poem I wrote a couple of years ago about the feelings I had been experiencing when my T left on vacation. I thought I'd share it again here on PC.

Months later I can look back and still feel those painful feelings. But, you know what? - I survived...and thrived. Having to face tough stuff like that DOES make us stronger, DOES help us access an inner strength we thought we didn't possess. AND, we get to learn more about ourselves and the points that may need the most work.

But here goes - maybe some of you can relate: (Oh, and btw, I DID read this to my T as she was to head off on her vacation. I had asked her if any of her other clients felt this way and she said they did but they wouldn't talk about it or admit it like I did)

I Hate You
(to my therapist)

I hate you, I do, I do, I do.
How will I ever be able to manage?
I hope, I pray I forget you
To avoid that threat of real damage.

28 days I must learn to cope.
Time will drag on and on.
I wonder if I can hang on to any hope.
Tell me, how can you leave for so long?

It’s such a mystery to me
Why these feelings are so intense.
I wonder and wonder how I will be
Because none of this makes any sense.

I met you only last December
Why is there such an attachment?
I really really can’t remember
How to put between us a fresh detachment.

Could my life from long ago
Where I learned to be aloof
Brought me to this place of woe
Though I have no proof?

Did years and years of defenses
Mold the person of whom I became?
And just now coming to my senses
Bringing a hurt that feels the same?

But how can it be known
That these feelings come from the past?
Will it ever be clearly shown
That THEN my life’s role had been cast?

And now, how can I understand this pain?
How can I heal this space inside?
What can I do to make some gain
So I no longer feel I need to hide?

You’ve brought me now so far
To a place of somewhat peace
Like the distant beautiful star
Where all troubles seem to cease.

But now that you’re leaving on vacation
Those old, old fears have come to life
Though much different I still get the sensation
Of a much familiar internal strife.

I’ve tried so hard to keep those fears contained.
It’s been my lifelong pattern I realize
With you they can no longer be restrained
A new way of being I am forced to actualize
Though I hate you, hate you, hate you
We both know that’s not true
It’s just that these feelings are all so new
And letting feelings be felt makes me feel so blue.

Feelings are ok, you tell me so often
They should not be hiding away in shame
By bringing them forth they begin to soften
And then we can meet them and call them by name.

So, now I will introduce my companion named ‘fear’
I will let her be seen and be known
It is only by bringing emotions up close and near
That maybe I’ll stop feeling and being so alone.
.
Trying my whole life to be what I’m not
Keeping emotions tightly and closely contained.
But now that I’m learning what you have taught
I’ll try to no longer be so so restrained.

What can I learn from your long absence?
Will I be able to succeed in this quest
To dig deep and extract my core essence
And not run away from this important test?

I will try; I will work; I will focus; I will vow
To bring the mind to rest in each magical moment
To be conscious and attentive to the here and now
And show you that I was and will be triumphant.

[Perna]

Great poem, skysblue! I think we feel strongly when our T goes away as a way to stay "connected"; you know how they say about kids that are bad, that negative attention is better than no attention at all? I think "hating" your T was probably better than "drifting off" Once we get object constancy and know we're connected to T even when she's not here, then we don't need that particular strong feeling?

Yes, I just want to reiterate how much I like this poem! I'm not a poetry person but I'v gone back and read it several times. There is great food for thought in here!

[tinyrabbit]

This is great!

[Asiablue]

My hate poem to T;

Ice Queen, you are cold
how am i supposed to tell you
secrets never been told?

Ice Queen you suck
you sit there listening
but i know you don't give
a fu*cK

How's i do?

[skysblue]

Originally Posted by Asiablue

My hate poem to T;

Ice Queen, you are cold
how am i supposed to tell you
secrets never been told?

Ice Queen you suck
you sit there listening
but i know you don't give
a fu*cK

How's i do?

Ouch -I hope this is just a passing emotion. If not, is it wise to keep seeing her?