Lise,
I've been married to two men who didn't like me to talk about my faults, shortcomings, struggles, etc. One was NPD and the other is just... a man.
In all of my life, I've never heard my mother admit to a flaw or failing. Not once.
She demands answers, plans, solutions, methods of control and/or cover-up to the issues of anyone who's allowed to gain access to her. She's a fixer.
When somebody tries to fix you and all you need is to be heard, it's very distressing. You're not looking for a solution, you're looking for ears that are willing to remain open long enough for you to fully express the depth of what's troubling you. My current husband is a fixer and there's very little about which he's interested in plumbing the depths... and so I've had to come to terms with a variety of my own reactions to his style.
Part of it may well be that such folks don't want to take a look at their own uncomfortable shame, so they don't want to allow you to pull your own stuff out into the light of day because they're afraid they'll be expected to follow suit.
I'm not uncomfortable with shame anymore. It's a fact of life. I'm ashamed of some of the things I've actually done, but I don't have to confess those things to any tom, dick, or harry who happens by because there's only One who counts. I'm not ashamed for how others might see me... because they don't know my heart. Maybe the shame isn't something that is supposed to be driven away with a whip? As far as I have known and experienced, only the cleansing water of life can wash it away.
But I know what you mean. I've watched people squirm when I've shared something with them that I found shameful. I guess that compassion is the only antidote for that... so that we don't take it personally, as an offense, but can recognize that it's their own issues which don't allow them to connect with us at that level.
Oh, also... there are a couple of people who have told me to be gentle with myself, etc... and I've thought that they say that simply because it's a personal struggle of their own that they deal with regularly, and so they're giving me the very best advice they know - - what they wish they could do for themselves.
Hope some of this rambling helps.
Love,
Carolyn