[DelusionsDaily]

Hey all,

As you all know by now I am starting with a new T on Friday. I am so nervous. I feel like such an immature brat with everything that has happened. Really the whole idea of working through all those issues seems a bit daunting and tiresome. I know I need to do it so I can be truly happy in life but it just seems daunting and I really want to run and hide which would be my most "normal" MO when it comes to dealing with issues.

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[tinyrabbit]

Whatever issues you have, you didn't ask to have them. My T told me my wounds aren't really to do with me, but are more like a cardigan I'm wearing. I don't think you're an immature brat. I think you're in a lot of pain.

It's understandable that it seems daunting to work through all this. It is daunting. But hopefully your new T will be able to help you.

[ShrinkPatient]

Sorry to hear you're experiencing some anxiety about meeting your new T. The only advice I can give is to encourage you to suppress thoughts of negative scenarios and wallow in positive ones. I will tell you a funny story about the night before I met my current T. I didn't really know enough to be nervous really, but I must have worried about the encounter before I fell asleep. I had a dream that when I went to meet my therapist I was in the waiting room and all these normal Ts were coming out to get their patients and no one came out and called my name. Well, just before I was about to give up and leave, Betty Ruble (yes, from the Flintstones) came through the door and called my name! I woke up before I even got through the door and called my name with a cartoon giggle. I don't know what it meant, but it probably had to do with me thinking that my new T might start laughing at me when I told her all my "petty" problems.
I'll be thinking of you on Friday and sending you my best wishes. :hugs

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[Perna]

I love your dream story ShrinkPatient!

Melissa, I think most people are anxious seeing a T for the first time. I saw my T for 9 years and then we did not see each other for another 9 years. That first session I saw her again after 9 years away, I was as anxious as you sound now seeing someone you don't know. I wish I had heard ShrinkPatient's dream beforehand, I would have made up a less threatening occupation for my therapist, imagined seeing a new hair dresser It's just another person who happens to be a therapist.