I can be so naive, I decided to double up my sessions because in between I was I having such a difficult time that I felt I might as well see my tdoc and get more support at this time. What is happening is I'm experiencing in the realization that I had actually been having a decrease in symptoms without knowing it and the only way I know this is because now they are noticeably worse.
In my last session with her I felt terror in losing myself of checking out again mentally. The odd thing is it's not been that long ago I lived like that non-stop. I had spurts of time where I was "okay" but they didn't last long, somehow this seems different BUT I worry I'm deceiving myself. I disappeared while in our session at one point, felt the shut down after a moment due to fear, then shook off what we had been talking about, deciding to control the session so I felt some control. She didn't call me on it but we both knew why I did it. I needed to get through to dealing with the elephant in the room.
It was difficult and time didn't allow me to do all that needed to be done but I slammed the door on it towards the end of the session and gratefully I don't have to address it again until next week. However, the rest of the day was difficult, even with the help of my husband, I could feel the nightmare inside me screaming. My eyesight is a mess, the noise is relentless in my head, I ache like I've been beaten from head to foot, and nightmares are unstoppable. Just like the old days.
I'm holding on to what she said that I won't go back, I'm working on things, I won't get lost again. I am doing everything I can to keep going but wow, breathing is always the hardest, no?
Rain
In my last session with her I felt terror in losing myself of checking out again mentally. The odd thing is it's not been that long ago I lived like that non-stop. I had spurts of time where I was "okay" but they didn't last long, somehow this seems different BUT I worry I'm deceiving myself. I disappeared while in our session at one point, felt the shut down after a moment due to fear, then shook off what we had been talking about, deciding to control the session so I felt some control. She didn't call me on it but we both knew why I did it. I needed to get through to dealing with the elephant in the room.
It was difficult and time didn't allow me to do all that needed to be done but I slammed the door on it towards the end of the session and gratefully I don't have to address it again until next week. However, the rest of the day was difficult, even with the help of my husband, I could feel the nightmare inside me screaming. My eyesight is a mess, the noise is relentless in my head, I ache like I've been beaten from head to foot, and nightmares are unstoppable. Just like the old days.
I'm holding on to what she said that I won't go back, I'm working on things, I won't get lost again. I am doing everything I can to keep going but wow, breathing is always the hardest, no?
Rain