I feel like after some of my therapy sessions I am putting pieces of a puzzle together trying to figure out what me and my therapist were discussing that sent me into dissociating in the first place. Well my last session was different and I'm not even sure if I was dissociating or not. I shared a (relatively mild) story of abuse and my T Mentioned how sad it was and then suddenly I felt it; The sadness and hurt I was numbing myself from connected in my mind but just for a millisecond but I was too embarrassed and scared to cry so I pushed it away. My signs of dissociating are very subtle I think for the most part but I started staring at objects and found myself frozen and not able to speak (these are things that have happened before in session but I'm usually very unpresent, this time I knew what was happening in the moment-if that makes sense) so my T asked me if I had shut down and all I could muster was a quiet, "yeah.." I was trying to breathe deeply on my own and ground myself but of course as always my T had to sort of step in and help me get 'grounded.' It seems my awareness was on some other spectrum--going into a panic attack perhaps? I'm not sure. But I've never been so aware of my dissociation in the moment and knowing and feeling so helpless as it was occurring. Which of course embarrasses the hell out of me.