Skip to main content

Add Comment

Comments (8)

Newest · Oldest · Popular
Christine Cissy White posted:

Peter:

You make me think there should be a book about "Things I Now Understand that My Therapist Was Trying to Teach Me" and a companion one, "What I Think My Therapist Didn't Know When He/She Tried to Teach Me......" 

I bet it would be FILLED with insights and stories. There were so many times, in therapy, that it felt like the therapist was speaking another language. Some of that was class issues and differences and some of it was misunderstandings and lack of knowledge about the impact of developmental trauma in childhood on adults. 

Sometimes, the poets seem most wise to me. Thanks for sharing your comments!

Cissy

That brings me to my most recent saying, "The protest against the conformity to a life we are lead to believe is ours".

Peter:

You make me think there should be a book about "Things I Now Understand that My Therapist Was Trying to Teach Me" and a companion one, "What I Think My Therapist Didn't Know When He/She Tried to Teach Me......" 

I bet it would be FILLED with insights and stories. There were so many times, in therapy, that it felt like the therapist was speaking another language. Some of that was class issues and differences and some of it was misunderstandings and lack of knowledge about the impact of developmental trauma in childhood on adults. 

Sometimes, the poets seem most wise to me. Thanks for sharing your comments!

Cissy

Jane Stevens posted:

Peter -- Sounds as if you had a wonderful therapist!

In my 30's he tried to get me to see the exploited child by trying to get me to visualize my child in the chair next to me. He failed to see he was talking to the child. I finally see 35 years later what he was attempting to do. The child would suppress it's feelings and its need of appreciation for those of the parent. The result being an attachment that prohibited independence. 

Post
Copyright ÂĐ 2023, PACEsConnection. All rights reserved.
×
×
×
×
Link copied to your clipboard.
×