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2.1.12
DREAM
I was in a therapy session with my current therapist "G" after the break. I was talking about my relationship with my ex therapist "J", and how she often felt cold and emotionally withholding to me. I had some unanswered questions about some things that happened in my therapy. G suggested that we go to visit her and ask her about some of my questions. We got into G's car, which was like a vintage red sports car. My children were with me, and sat in the back while I sat next to G while she drove. G had long blonde hair and wasa about 30, and curvy, kind of voluptuous She seemed very confident, sensual and free in her body.
We got to J's house, which was a long distance away. She invited us in and I saw that all of her cupboards were empty and the house was bare. I asked her if she was moving house, and she said yes, that she had to move tomorrow because she couldn't afford to live there anymore. I asked her where she was going, and she said she was moving to Williamstown to live with her partner; I wondered if her partner was a woman. J then told me that she was pregnant - I was surprised because I thought J was in her 60's - and she said that she was much younger than I thought she was, but she looked older because she had a difficult life. She seemed really unhappy, constrained, depressed. I tried to talk to her about my therapy with her but she didn't want to respond to me, and she was quite cold and distant towards me. She seemed angry that I had brought my therapist G with me, and that I had moved to seeing G for therapy. I asked G why J was being so cold to me, and G said that she thought J was upset that G was able to offer me the couch in therapy and that I was making use of it.
J walked off to a large shed where a number of older women were arriving for some kind of working bee party. I felt intimidated by these women as they seemed angry and hard, and I wanted to go home with G, because I felt conned to her and she was warm and soft. We drove to G's family home and we were standing in a large, warm kitchen. G's mother, who was very warm and friendly, invited me and my children to stay for Christmas. She talked proudly and lovingly about G; and she told me that G and I were the same age. I was surprised that we were equals, as I thought G was older than me and more of a mother figure. I wanted G to like me, but I feared that she wouldn't like me because she was so much more carefree, attractive, confident than me, and she was loved by her family, whereas I was discarded and not loved by mine.
DREAM
I was in a therapy session with my current therapist "G" after the break. I was talking about my relationship with my ex therapist "J", and how she often felt cold and emotionally withholding to me. I had some unanswered questions about some things that happened in my therapy. G suggested that we go to visit her and ask her about some of my questions. We got into G's car, which was like a vintage red sports car. My children were with me, and sat in the back while I sat next to G while she drove. G had long blonde hair and wasa about 30, and curvy, kind of voluptuous She seemed very confident, sensual and free in her body.
We got to J's house, which was a long distance away. She invited us in and I saw that all of her cupboards were empty and the house was bare. I asked her if she was moving house, and she said yes, that she had to move tomorrow because she couldn't afford to live there anymore. I asked her where she was going, and she said she was moving to Williamstown to live with her partner; I wondered if her partner was a woman. J then told me that she was pregnant - I was surprised because I thought J was in her 60's - and she said that she was much younger than I thought she was, but she looked older because she had a difficult life. She seemed really unhappy, constrained, depressed. I tried to talk to her about my therapy with her but she didn't want to respond to me, and she was quite cold and distant towards me. She seemed angry that I had brought my therapist G with me, and that I had moved to seeing G for therapy. I asked G why J was being so cold to me, and G said that she thought J was upset that G was able to offer me the couch in therapy and that I was making use of it.
J walked off to a large shed where a number of older women were arriving for some kind of working bee party. I felt intimidated by these women as they seemed angry and hard, and I wanted to go home with G, because I felt conned to her and she was warm and soft. We drove to G's family home and we were standing in a large, warm kitchen. G's mother, who was very warm and friendly, invited me and my children to stay for Christmas. She talked proudly and lovingly about G; and she told me that G and I were the same age. I was surprised that we were equals, as I thought G was older than me and more of a mother figure. I wanted G to like me, but I feared that she wouldn't like me because she was so much more carefree, attractive, confident than me, and she was loved by her family, whereas I was discarded and not loved by mine.
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