I saw New Guy Tuesday night. Maybe having missed last week due to the freak storm really hurt things there. First, he didn't know what I was talking about when I mentioned 'the mussel incident' (too upsetting to link you). This is weird because we spent two weeks, three emails and one of those screaming, crying emergency phone calls on it.
Second, we talked about what a problem it caused me that morning to have sex. As soon as he got it out of me that that is why I was a mess, he said, "So it's because you had sex this morning." "Yes," I said. "With your husband?" ???????? WTF? ???????? Of course with my husband. Jesus H.
Third, he yawned while I was talking to him. This would not have bothered me if not for the other two things. Frankly, I would not have noticed had he not apologized, but he did apologize and so I noticed.
Apparently, all I have to do is be unable to make it in for one week and my therapist forgets all about the bomb that has dropped on my head, suspects me of having committed adultery and becomes bored. It's a good thing I'm not overly concerned with what others think of me, eh?
I tried to take up 'the mussel incident' the following night with Old Guy. At least he hadn't forgotten about it, but we didn't get anywhere. All we were able to do was bounce off the wall that keeps me from being able to really deal with it.
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That doesn't sound like it went well at all.
ReplyDeleteAnother brick in the wall, indeed! Way to build "trust" new guy! DANG!
ReplyDeleteThis post sort of hits a nerve with me right now, so I'll end it with this: I would LOVE to mail a copy of Irvin Yalom's book, The Gift of Therapy.
Yeah, that appointment did suck a bit. Thankfully, it has been straightened out via email. It seems to me now that New Guy was having an off day and due to unfortunate phrasing, ended up with one of those foot-in-mouth moments.
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