I had my first therapy session the other day. Ever. And it was interesting. I’m not quite sure what I expected, but I definitely learned a couple things.
Apparently I am to lead the conversation. I suppose I knew this was the case to some extent. But after awhile I just ran out of stuff to say. I found myself staring across the coffee table at my therapist several times at a total loss for words. Like an awkward first date.
Her default icebreaker was to ask me how I was feeling. To which I replied several times with, “Um…pretty much like what I just said,” or, “Like I don’t know what to say.”
But that’s okay. Now I know I need to come prepared. And so I’ve started brainstorming. What do you think she would have to say if I come to my next appointment with a list of conversation topics?
I also learned that it’s not appropriate to ask your therapist about her life. At one point I tried to fill the void by asking if she had kids. To which she replied by asking if I thought she did, how I would feel if I knew she had kids, and how I would I feel if she didn’t.
She never answered the question, and now I’m really curious. So best not to ask in the first place.