I'm so glad to hear it shifted, and it sounds like you did a lot of work to get to where you are with it now.
Yeah, thanks. Although, to be honest, when you’ve dissociated so much and for so many years and it’s been quite a helpful way of removing you from difficult feelings, sometimes staying present in the gloop is a challenge! While I know it is good progress, sometimes I would love a bit of dissociation to kick in again!
And I wish I had something specific I could share about how I made the progress/what I did/what my therapist did. But, the truth is, I have no idea! It’s just like every time I showed up to therapy, and all the time I guess we continued to see each other and strengthen the therapeutic relationship, we must have just been chipping away, tiny minuscule bit after tiny minuscule at a time…and, in the end, it just happened less and less. I still get spacey sometimes and sometimes my voice still gets hijacked and I can’t speak. But it isn’t as deep, intense and brutal and the fallout doesn’t last long. And I can generally stay present for much longer.
I like that she is so attuned, and I find it terrifying.
Oh, I relate to this!
I think my eyes are a pretty good indicator. If I can't look at her, we've got an issue.
Same for me. If I start to ‘go’, my eyes tend to drift to one of a few different positions. None of which will include looking in her direction! I also notice that, I can generally do eye contact at the start of session, when we’re just sort of checking in, reconnecting, and being chatty - not doing any therapeutic work. As soon as we then shift to talking about something more difficult, I break eye contact and talk off to the side. She must totally know when I’m about something difficult because I look away! And then I find that, the longer I look away, the more easily Im going to get spacey/trancey…and the harder it’s going to be to make my eyes look back to her at some point in the session.
My T pauses and often turns her head sideways - she says she does it to try to get my attention.
My T used to do something similar, though it took me ages to realise and I don’t think we ever spoke about it. One of the places my gaze used to go when I started dissociating was to near her feet. And another was near her hand. It’s not that I was really looking at her hand or foot…but they were in my line of vision if I was looking in a certain place. So, she would suddenly tap her foot, or tap her hand on her chair - quite a sharp, sudden movement, which would often be enough to make me blink. She’d also sometimes combine it with clearing her throat. It would just be enough to pull me out of my trance for a moment.