I just got back from seeing my first client. She was venting alot and did what my mom used to do...yell at me when she is mad at everyone but me.. i tried to calm her the best I could but it felt like a steamroller over me. My mom used to do this...noone in this hosue does anything..noone cares...noone loves me.... sigh I can hear my moms voice in my head now as I think about it..this feeling that I was included on her list of who she was mad at when i knew i didnt do anything or did i? why was she so mad at me then? I was scared at times with this client..outreach clients are so intemse..so much at a time... its hard. I am glad I will see kat tonight so I can get some hugs .
Although I identify with this group (child of divorce, child of an alcoholic, became overweight, teased in school, alienated, yadda yadda yadda) I think we should blow off all the trauma. Dwelling on it seems useless to me. We should be celebrating our childlike qualities. As Dr. Who once said, what's the point of being an adult if you can't be childish sometimes? However we got here, we have a gift. We can be emotionally youthful and fun and enjoy things that other people are way too uptight to enjoy!
Yay for us!!!!