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Embarrassing things that happen in therapy

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UnicornSightings

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What has happened that you guys have been like “omg no no no!”?

For me, I wore a new sweatshirt because all my others had dog hair on them and the tag was still on which he pointed out. That sucked lol.

Also I was really worried that I had bothered him with an email when I needed help (irrational thought) and was worried what he thought of me which I was comfortable sharing with him in writing. In session he makes a point to look at me and tells me he likes me. I feel really embarrassed by that, too. Like please stop looking at me, I want to disappear.
 
There had been a road race charity event on the morning of one my sessions so it meant a complete detour to get to my Ts clinic.
I arrived on time and sat as usual, took a drink and sighed ... she looked at me and asked me if it had been difficult for me to go to session that day .. i replied and started to ramble on about the traffic, the detours and the route id had to take .. she made a slight polite coughing noise and said “no i meant was it difficult because of the email you sent me on thursday with all the difficult and upsetting material” ..... I shrunk back into the chair ... pause and then i laughed. It actually tickled me for the whole session.
I remember raising it again once with her a few months later as therapy was ending and it still made us smile.
 
That I shake uncontrollably when talking about bad stuff or when doing emdr. If you knew me, you would k...
Oh I’m so sorry! I shook a little the first few times with this t but now I just take really deep breaths every so often. It’s embarrasing when he notices and takes the same deep breath. I don’t know why he does that. The shaking would be difficult!!

There had been a road race charity event on the morning of one my sessions so it meant a complete deto...
Haha! Did you forget about the email for a bit? I know when I send one I get pretty anxious about going the next time if it was super vulnerable. I bet it was nice at least to have that traffic as a distraction from the email maybe?
 
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Yea it did as i was so focused on getting there and not been late. I was always super anxious as i knew she would ask me if we wanted to talk about the email. The traffic and detours took presidence that day ... it still makes me giggle when i think about it because she would have known that i would be anxious after the email and she asked me in the empathic concerned therapist way and i reply rambling on about traffic ... sooooo funny :D
 
What's embarrassing is that I cry and cry and cry and cry and cry. I feel like in just my last two sessions I could have filled the Great Lakes with my tears. Sometimes I even start to cry before I get in the stupid door. :cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry:
 
It's really hard to embarrass me, but man...this is a good story.


I'd been recovering from a concussion, and during this therapy session I felt my brain had used all of it's cognitive abilities, so near the end of the session, I was really starting to mix things up. I'd also been complaining about my neck/back pain all session, as I'm still struggling with whiplash associated injuries.

I leaned back into the couch and said, "I know this probably doesn't sound appropriate, but I'm glad I have an appointment tomorrow because, UGH I CANNOT WAIT to have my therapist's hands all over my body!!!". My therapist went silent, and then all I heard was..."uh...you mean your physiotherapist?" I burst out laughing and nodded my head "yes". My therapist then added, "yeah, cause I would never have my hands all over your body" lolololol...oh man I died laughing.
 
Oddly the most embarrassing things can be the most binding...

I am someone who needs to be in control. To be fine. So yeah dissociating and flashbacks (with no memory) push my control buttons. I freaking hate losing time. So one day I decided to fight off the impending flashback. No freaking way was I going to lose time again. That ended well. Um. Nope. Oops! It took every ounce of my energy and deteriorated into what I guess was a panic attack. It happened early in session and my T spent the rest of the time trying to peel me off the ceiling. Just devastating. But she was so calm and accepting although I could sense her very real concern. But it really helped to deepen my level of trust - although I have a way to go yet - because she just sat with me and helped me breathe with no pressure or judgement or shame, even a little gentle humour on both sides.
 
mine happened yesterday....I had picked up a sweatshirt from my pile of clean laundry to wear. When I got to therapy, I went to the bathroom as normal, and as I went to my seat before the T would come out, I put my hands in my front pocket. I was like, huh, there's a bulge here. Why is there a bulge here? Did my t-shirt get tangled underneath or something? So I grabbed for my t-shirt and pulled it up a little, only to see some underwear caught in between the sweatshirt and the t-shirt! Omg. I about died. I shoved it into my bag and then went to therapy.....I told the therapist about it, and we both laughed. See, the room is generally too hot, so I would have taken my sweatshirt off and my underwear could have just fallen out on the ground. Omg. It could have been SOOOOO bad.
 
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