He's Not a Monster, a Monster He's Not!

Wow. Just wow. 

I saw Jeff today. I had asked him to read my post about our last session. You know, the one where he said that breasts were used during sex for creation--an idea with which I heartily disagree, especially when it concerns sex with children. He said other things that made me angry as well, but that was probably the most egregious of the things he said.

Anyway, the first thing he did at the beginning of my session today was to thank me for my honesty--for being honest about feeling angry at him for last session. And then he asked me to forgive him if anything he'd said last time had hurt me in anyway. I was so surprised that my mouth almost fell open. He's the first therapist out of the thirty-nine or so that I've seen over the years who has ever, ever actually had the humility to apologize for something he said or did, and I didn't even have to ask him to, and he never once told me that I was angry about it because of transference, thus absolving himself of any blame in the interaction. He just took responsibility immediately. Wow! Just wow!

It was a new and different experience for me. I didn't know how to act! I wonder if it'll ever happen like that again? It let me know that maybe I can trust him. I'm still afraid to talk about the icky stuff, but at least I know that he's not as scary as I thought he was after last session. He felt like a monster after last session.

So maybe he's not. I'm so glad! I didn't want to have to change things, and now I know that I don't. Yippee!!