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bookofmirrorsWednesday, April 17, 2002
Well, had a very productive therapy session today. I'm trying very hard to resist the use of the pronoun "we", and take credit for the work, which I have difficulty doing. At any rate, I was able to get through my mask enough to cry, and admit some childhood stuff about my relationship with my parents. She noted that I really didn't make noise when I cry - I told her I didn't know where the sounds lived. She said I was blocked there. That explains a lot - why I always have trouble (if any success at all) in activating my throat chakra, AND, I bet it explains why I've had SO much trouble singing lately. When it was over, Glenn said, "You did good, girl," and kissed me. That meant SO much, just by itself, and especially because he's done so well in therapy lately that it means moreso coming from him.
We also talked about what I mentioned in my April 15 entry about hating my wounded child. By the end of the session, I think I was able to see her perspective a bit better. We're still not on speaking terms, but it feels like we're both watching each other with scared eyes across a room, each ready to run at the slightest sign of threat from the other. Maybe I'll buy her a gift of some sort with my next paycheck... start a relationship of sorts.
Wish me luck.
--K'La
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
Today, I saw, for the first time, my husband fall asleep with a smile on his face.
It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
--K'La
Well, had a very productive therapy session today. I'm trying very hard to resist the use of the pronoun "we", and take credit for the work, which I have difficulty doing. At any rate, I was able to get through my mask enough to cry, and admit some childhood stuff about my relationship with my parents. She noted that I really didn't make noise when I cry - I told her I didn't know where the sounds lived. She said I was blocked there. That explains a lot - why I always have trouble (if any success at all) in activating my throat chakra, AND, I bet it explains why I've had SO much trouble singing lately. When it was over, Glenn said, "You did good, girl," and kissed me. That meant SO much, just by itself, and especially because he's done so well in therapy lately that it means moreso coming from him.
We also talked about what I mentioned in my April 15 entry about hating my wounded child. By the end of the session, I think I was able to see her perspective a bit better. We're still not on speaking terms, but it feels like we're both watching each other with scared eyes across a room, each ready to run at the slightest sign of threat from the other. Maybe I'll buy her a gift of some sort with my next paycheck... start a relationship of sorts.
Wish me luck.
--K'La
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
Today, I saw, for the first time, my husband fall asleep with a smile on his face.
It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
--K'La
