I was really skeptical of EMDR....until I did it, and then was like, whoa man, this actually works *too* well. T had explained it, and then I had a few sessions, and he had said "You may continue to process things over the next few days."
And I did, I totally did! But it usually turned me into a weeping vegetable for awhile. Or the tin man, cause I didn't really feel anything, but my whole body hurt. I dunno. Basically, I personally ended up overwhelmed, but thought it was normal, and that I had to be tough, and stick it out, get over it, pull myself up by my bootstraps, etc. FINALLY I told T, yo, I think this has pushed me a bit too far, and we haven't done any movements since...August? Maybe even July. And we didn't start until May, so, not long at all. He mentions every once in awhile "and we'll get back to movements again.." and I'm just like, ok! Because I wouldn't mind starting again, but I'm not gonna push for it either.
I don't think that I had put enough coping mechanisms in place for myself before, so I'm taking this time now to get better at that. However, it was going through the movements and getting some things processed, in however sorcery like way emdr did it (lol), that got me to take my abuse history more seriously, and be kinder to myself about it, and to recognize the value of having coping skills, and to sort out behaviors. It really did jostle things up in the ole noggin, in a good way, even though sometimes it *feels* like a bad way. Sooooo, it may feel better, someday, but I don't think there's a set timeframe for it, and, it could feel waaayyyyy worse for awhile, or get better, then worse, and so on and so forth. Ain't life grand? :) ;)