The perfect therapy experience is what you seem to strive to give.
To be there for me fully. Wholly. No distractions.
Your commitment is solid. Your passion heartwarming.
I’m here, is what you exude.
I’m present, is what you say.
Nothing can take me away from my groundedness when you are in the room with me.
Im focused on you. I’m all ears. I’m here for you.
Oh, wait.
Can you be right that I lost focus?
Had less presence of mind than usually?
Did I let my perfect therapist persona slip?
Oh no.
Then I need to up my game. Work harder not to let my stuff spill into session. Separate myself from the work even more.
No!
That’s not what I want.
That’s not what I need.
All I want is for you to drop that persona. Your perfection is not what I seek.
Your getting it right every time is not what I need.
I just need you to admit: I’m a human being.
I need you to agree: I will bring myself into this relationship. Authentically.
Sometimes my humanness will show. Let’s work through it.
If only you would see what I feel so strongly.
I need you to be human to be able to heal.