Agree very much with the EMDR... this is one of those types of situations -specific person, place, event(s)- it usually does very well with.
Also agree with the others in marking your territory / reclaiming it/ making it your own.
One of the first things I did when I kicked my then-husband out for the last time & filed for divorce was to repaint my kitchen :happy: (actually, I remodeled the sucker & also quit smoking... because both of those things suck stress wise and if things were going to suck? I wanted at least some of it to be my fault, and be something I could ease up on ;) But the first thing I did was to repaint my kitchen. And then my whole house, except my kid’s room. Because the first felt amaaaaazing, and the rest even better.)
The last year of our marriage was particularly bad... I wouldn’t sleep with him for the first time in our marriage, so he took to drugging and raping me, instead. He says I kicked him out 5 times, which is probably pretty accurate... house rule, if/when he got violent I’d throw him out for a few weeks. It was always a temporary thing / by design, rather than my forgiving him. Both of us wanted to stay married (for very different reasons) and without a big damn time-out I wasn’t going to be able to manage that. So he’d leave, until I calmed down enough to deal with him, again... but I know he tried to kill me 3 times that year. So I don’t really know if it was 5 total, or 8. It was a bad year.
You wouldn’t think a silly little coat of paint would have much effect -at least I didn’t- but it as I looked at the warm dove grey walls, black & grey granite counters, and white cupboards? The sea glass lights, and vibrant green herb garden? My shoulders just unclenched, a smile stole over my face, and I just felt good.
In the middle of a wicked hard time, actually feeling good? Is priceless.