I've been aware of my dissociation over the years. It's frustrating. I miss large chunks of conversations and I'm left scrambling to have an idea what a conversation is about. I will make statements about my week, and then someone will ask me for specific details and I can't recall any of them or even what I did. I can sometimes recall details of my day to day life, but I can't remember who I was with. I have fog days where try as I might I can't follow a single thing, and I've been aware that sometimes things just go blank.
My T and I have discussed this a little bit, but it happened in session for the first time this week, and for some reason it terrified me that she had been aware of what happened. In the middle of an emdr treatment, I just got lost, like totally completely and utterly lost. I went completely blank. For a moment, I didn't know where I was, and I definitely had no idea what I was supposed to be doing, or why. I was terrified, and upon realizing where I was, I told her I didn't know what was going on and I wasn't sure what our therapy session was about.
I feel so exposed, like my usual together self couldn't hide how f*&d up things get sometimes. For some reason it has terrified me. Maybe because someone else being there for that experience makes it feel actually real, and now I have to confront that this really does happen.
I feel like this has really rattled me. It's affecting my interactions with people and making me worry like crazy. I don't know what to do. She has me scheduled for another session before Christmas, but I'm nearly afraid to go.
My T and I have discussed this a little bit, but it happened in session for the first time this week, and for some reason it terrified me that she had been aware of what happened. In the middle of an emdr treatment, I just got lost, like totally completely and utterly lost. I went completely blank. For a moment, I didn't know where I was, and I definitely had no idea what I was supposed to be doing, or why. I was terrified, and upon realizing where I was, I told her I didn't know what was going on and I wasn't sure what our therapy session was about.
I feel so exposed, like my usual together self couldn't hide how f*&d up things get sometimes. For some reason it has terrified me. Maybe because someone else being there for that experience makes it feel actually real, and now I have to confront that this really does happen.
I feel like this has really rattled me. It's affecting my interactions with people and making me worry like crazy. I don't know what to do. She has me scheduled for another session before Christmas, but I'm nearly afraid to go.