Michael is a very successful business executive. He was referred to me by another therapist
who is a friend of his and understandably did not want to cross boundary lines
with him. She described the presenting
problem as one in which Michael was up for promotion to CEO and the Chairman of the Board of his company was
not very impressed with him.
Michael came to the office looking and sounding bright and
charming, but with a sadness streak that burned through his speech and manner.
He denied being sad but admitted to great anxiety and a dread of failure if he
should not be promoted. He perceived the Chairman as out to show Michael’s
weaknesses and that Michael was perceived as potentially bringing a great many problems to the business.
Problems that would not be there with another person to be chosen for the
position.
I wondered why he wanted the promotion and why was it so
important to him. (I had learned long ago
that asking seemingly obvious questions frequently led to wonderful diagnostic
information and a possible source of a pathway to some sort of healing). Michael
became overtly anxious as he described the unfairness of the other man, the
persecution he felt, and a litany of accusations against this man that would
have filled my note book if I had been taking copious notes. I had not.
And yet I still did not understand and asked him again. This time he turned in his chair towards me and threatened to
walk out if I was not paying attention. I went to the door and asked the
secretary to come into the room. I asked her if she thought I was the
kind of therapist who did not pay attention to his clients. “Oh no,” she said,
“The Prof is extremely competent and gives all his clients his full attention.”
I said thank you and she left. Michael was speechless and I asked the question
again. This time, he began to sob and told me that he had been keeping a secret
for all his professional years. That he was always afraid that someone would
realize he is incompetent and not worthy of the success he had enjoyed. That the Chairman was absolutely correct and
Michael was not fit to be promoted.
A waterfall of pain
and suffering and anxiety began to pour forth from him. Sometimes, it is best
to let people express their feelings fully, and I thought this was the time.
Michael then began quietly sobbing and said he was ashamed to reveal such
emotions, such painful and sad emotions. I said nothing, giving him a chance to
express even more emotion. . He repeated his words and then I shared my
willingness to be there for him if he wanted to explore the why, the how, the
history, and some positive skills and insights to replace his giving up of the great sadness and confusion about himself as a person.
Sometimes, but not always, a therapist will keep some rein
on the expression of such feelings with a client. My instinct said that he would be OK and that
his ego would not deteriorate by these expressions. At other times, I will sense a breakdown of
reality testing and ego strength and offer a tissue which is a clue for the
client to bring the expression to a close, for now. Whether I let them continue
or offer a tissue is always explained to the client later in terms of why I was doing what I am doing. It is not about
my being uncomfortable with their pain or that what they are expressing is
alien and inappropriate. No one wants to feel exposed and vulnerable, so I
gauge my response on where they are emotionally and psychologically during
these floods of affect and feelings. Of course, other therapists may deal with
similar situations differently, and that is what makes each therapist unique
and may appeal to different types of clients.
It was almost time to conclude the session and I offered
Michael a plan to consider. Sometimes, I negotiate a plan and sometimes not.
Not this time. I offered two more session with him alone, for there was much I
did not yet understand, one session with Michael and his wife, Millie, one
session with Millie and their four almost adult children, and a final session with
Michael in which I would hope to present a treatment plan with goals and
objectives and a time frame for us. Michael agreed to this plan and then asked
for my fees. After I told him, he laughed and called it “pocket change.” “I
spend more for dinner and a bottle of wine.” Hum”, I said, “many folks would be
in a financial disadvantage and ask for a discount.” He brushed aside my
comment and extended his hand and agreed again to the pre-therapy and
diagnostic phase of this work. Interesting that he agreed twice, which seem to
imply to me that he was relieved with the plan in that someone had gone beyond
the intense emotionality of all this and
had taken the lead for a while: an experience he had not had in a long
time.
What was behind this sense of failure and fear of being
“found out,” how did he achieve so much already with these secrets behind his
image, how much of this affected his role as partner and parent, what will he
want from me, can I be of real therapeutic help to him? Questions like this
filled my mind as I straightened the office and awaited my next client. It was
early in the evening and I had a full schedule of clients ahead of me.
Therapy is tough work; therapy is for courageous and brave
people who are willing to make that special step into the unknown. To make a
commitment to reveal their most intimate experiences and feelings and to
partner and collaborate with a therapist.
We have skills and abilities and a desire for those suffering and in
pain to find a reduction in suffering and pain while seeking new pathways to
being and becoming. It is also rigorous work for us as therapists and tests our deepest
intention and purpose as healers
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I wonder how this will turn out…I am optimistic for Michael.
He has taken that first anxious step. One can seldom appreciate how hard it is
to appear at our door for the first time. I believe he is a brave guy.
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