Living for that 1 hour?

catonyx · Jan 04, 2015, 05:02 PM

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Originally Posted by ThisWayOut

Right now, I find myself counting the hours hoping the new T will call... I hate being t-less over the holiday of when there's a lot of stress.

I was doing this for about a week over the holidays. Then I stopped as it was driving me nuts.

I am in the same boat. I will be starting with a new one this year.

I found I would count down the days when I was in a particularly tough place or I had something tough to bring up. Otherwise, it was all good and I didn't notice the time between.

musinglizzy · Jan 04, 2015, 09:41 PM

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Originally Posted by Agentlokiki

I go four times a week, and sometimes it's still difficult to wait.

Wow! Four times per week... I only go twice a week, and find sometimes that my life is just work and therapy.

clairelisbeth · Jan 04, 2015, 11:03 PM

I definitely experience this sometimes…...

Elisabetta346 · 01:39 AM

Not in therapy now, but when I was, I didn't live for the hour, I had other things to look forward too. but i looked forward to working on my issues and the appointments. I can't afford it, so I remember techniques I learned. But I am one of those rare cases where my ex-therapist has stayed in my life as a mentor and were in contact weekly or bi weekly. She is now a mentor, our boundaries are now looser as I am no longer a client, but she is not a friend. She is like a mother figure in my life.

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Jan 05, 2015, 03:41 AM

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Originally Posted by Suraya

I've been going back and forth with this growing dependency on T for several months now and trying to fight it but also trying to understand it. It seems like it's the only hour in my week where things seem manageable and she helps me put things in perspective. But what I don't find healthy are the other 167 hours of the week where I'm thinking about being in T and waiting for my next session. I find myself thinking about what I should be saying or talking about. I count the days down to my next session because it feels like the only safe place in my life where I can reveal any aspect of my self in an atmosphere of acceptance. And then my next session comes and the hour goes so fast and I have to wait another 167 hours before I have anyone to talk to again.

I relate to this, too. But I have been in therapy where as soon as I walked out the door, I stopped thinking about it; I never thought about things that T said, or things I would want to bring up in therapy, between sessions. And that is not a good sign, I think. With current T I think about therapy every day and visualise his office when I am in a bad place mentally. It is between sessions that much of the work is done, when I think about the things we have talked about and let them sink in, and many of the new insights I get come between sessions.

Which is not to say that the time between isn't lonely in the extreme. It is. I know no way of getting around that, though.

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