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So, in the DBT books I’d read when they the therapists were oscillating between BPD and CPTSD, there was all that stuff about mindfulness and among it, one that I kind of enjoyed. Imagining your perfect self place and ground yourself in it.
I imagined the most resourcing place I could, and unavoidably envisioning that place makes me cry uncontrollably. I get flooded by nostalgia and the desire of something that never was.
Did anyone encounter something alike?
I imagined the most resourcing place I could, and unavoidably envisioning that place makes me cry uncontrollably. I get flooded by nostalgia and the desire of something that never was.
Did anyone encounter something alike?