I blew it last week with my therapist of several years. In talking about several dreams I've had about my grandfather and mom who are gone, my therapist inquired whether my Mom had just given up. It was a statement -- not an accusation. However, it angered me that anyone would ever think of my Mom as a quiter. She was a Type A+. However, within two years of getting sick, her health deteriorated somewhat rapidly. In the final year, as she lost her ability to drive, handle her own affairs without help, lost the ability to groom and care for her personal needs and required 24 hour care, she started to refuse food, water, or any other beverage. She was a great cook, but was relegated to a regimented diet that didn't include salt and other spices or types of food. She was miserable. What I view as taking a stand/control, the therapist saw it as not trying. It was a knee jerk reaction and within moments, I started crying because I felt that I had to defend my Mom.
The anger didn't dissipate over the weekend. When I called my therapist, I was still mad. A part of me knows that she's right, but I don't want my Mom to be known as a quitter. I'm sorry, but I feel like a 10 year-old child with this and I know that I need to get over it. If someone could just slap me into reality, I might be in better shape. I'm usually more rational than this, but this one has caused me some discomfort. Thanks for listening.
The anger didn't dissipate over the weekend. When I called my therapist, I was still mad. A part of me knows that she's right, but I don't want my Mom to be known as a quitter. I'm sorry, but I feel like a 10 year-old child with this and I know that I need to get over it. If someone could just slap me into reality, I might be in better shape. I'm usually more rational than this, but this one has caused me some discomfort. Thanks for listening.