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Posted by Cal on October 8, 2008, at 6:20:03
The last few sessions I've used the kleenex box in T's room as a wall. I put it on the floor between us one session and T said, ok, do you wish there was a wall? So then last session I was fiddling around with it, and I had it up on its end and started squeezing it and with the pattern on the box it appeared to be breathing. I smiled with a suppose looking back, a smile of achivement, hey look, it breathes. Just before time was up, T said, do you know what you were doing with the tissues? and I quickly mumbled "no" and then got up to leave. I;m wondering now, what was I doing? T I think has an idea of the meaning behind this. For some reason at that time, I didn't want to be told, I think I felt embarrased? Or prehaps felt she would take away my enjoyment and turn it into something bad/sinister? I wonder what I was trying to bring to life? I don't know, I just know at the moment it appeared the box was alive, I felt this release within me, like suddenly getting the final bit of the puzzle into place, accept thsi puzzle I Have not clue too. I wonder if I have the guts to ask T next time, what was I actually doing by doing this??????
Posted by lucie lu on October 8, 2008, at 12:16:54
In reply to The Box of Tissues., posted by Cal on October 8, 2008, at 6:20:03
When you figure it out, let me know!I fiddle constantly. I always have to have a drink in my hands and I twist the top, pull off labels, and basically sip my way through sessions (that's an easy one to figure out). I also twist tissues into shapes, like origami, braids, and rings.
I don't know why we bother to talk when there is all this rich material.
Lucie
Posted by Looney Tunes on October 8, 2008, at 18:34:33
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues. » Cal, posted by lucie lu on October 8, 2008, at 12:16:54
I hate when T's start analyzing all our behaviors.
For example: Why did you hold THAT pillow and not the other one? (Hello!!! Because the other pillow had other-client fuzz on it, not because it reminded me of my mother! Sheesh!)The tissue wall I can get...but the fidgeting? Hmm...wonder what that means. I fidget too, with my keys, with my clothes, etc, etc. I am too scared to get the tissue box though.
Wonder if he will remember next time you see him?
I have no idea....
Posted by lucie lu on October 8, 2008, at 18:37:14
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues., posted by Looney Tunes on October 8, 2008, at 18:34:33
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> The tissue wall I can get...but the fidgeting? Hmm...wonder what that means. IThat one's easy - I have ADHD :)
fidget too, with my keys, with my clothes, etc, etc. I am too scared to get the tissue box though.
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Posted by Looney Tunes on October 9, 2008, at 19:38:29
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues. » Looney Tunes, posted by lucie lu on October 8, 2008, at 18:37:14
LOL. I wanted a deep psychological reason for fidgeting....like "in the womb you were kicking and no-one responded with love and care talking to you, so now you fidget to gain that attention."
ADHD....too easy!! LOL
Posted by FindingMyDesire on October 9, 2008, at 22:29:39
In reply to The Box of Tissues., posted by Cal on October 8, 2008, at 6:20:03
This thread was laugh-out-loud for me. I just got back from an excrciating session where I peeled (and then un-peeled) my water bottle label, tied my shoelaces into pretzels, and as I always seem to do - practically try to pull the palms of my hands off. OK, I know that last one isn't funny, but my palms hurt when I am feeling painful attachment and I feel like in a desperate attempt NOT to fidget, I pull at the inside of my hands hoping she will not notice, of course.
Cal - I love the visual of the breathing tissue box. If I find enough courage to reach all the way over (two feet) to get the tissue box I will try it too. Don't let her take about your fun!
Posted by Cal on October 10, 2008, at 6:35:02
In reply to The Box of Tissues., posted by Cal on October 8, 2008, at 6:20:03
Well, It appears I was "using" the box of tissues as an extension of T who is an extension of my mother who was emotionally dead, and by breathing life into the box of tissues, I was breathing life into my emotionally dead mother and also breathing life into the silences in the room that remind me of the emotionally dead times growing up. I am satisfied with this insight as I felt it had something to do with bringing something back to life.
Posted by backseatdriver on October 11, 2008, at 11:28:37
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues., posted by Cal on October 10, 2008, at 6:35:02
Wow, tissue boxes are such potent symbols. I was just thinking today -- having just fired my T -- about how, the first time I thought I might cry in his office, I brought my own box of tissues for that session.
(That was a flag, right there.)
Posted by Looney Tunes on October 11, 2008, at 16:12:29
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues., posted by backseatdriver on October 11, 2008, at 11:28:37
Oh my gosh.
Now, I am afraid to do anything, because that is so deep I am shaking.
All that from a box of breathing tissues?
I think I hate psychology.
Posted by Cal on October 12, 2008, at 6:50:39
In reply to Re: The Box of Tissues., posted by Looney Tunes on October 11, 2008, at 16:12:29
> Oh my gosh.
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> Now, I am afraid to do anything, because that is so deep I am shaking.
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> All that from a box of breathing tissues?
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> I think I hate psychology.LOL! Thats why I love it! I would love to be drip fed psychology, feed me baby! LOL! T says she can tell I get something from the whole process, I said, what you mean some don't? Oh well hopefully in my next life I'll come back as sigmund freuds cat.
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