I feel like entering an new world after todays therapy. For the first time I kind of begin to [DLMURL="http://dict.leo.org/ende?lp=ende&p=DOKJAA&search=acknowledge&trestr=0x8002"]acknowledge that my trauma is real and severe. For the first time I did not minimize or banalize what I went through. [/DLMURL]
I feel different. Everything feels different. But I am calm and peaceful despite my suffering. For months I had constant difficulties to truly accept help and to allow myself to let go and to trust. "It is not necessary, I can deal with it...!"
Now I realize why this is so difficult for me: Accepting "special treatment" means acknowledge that I need it, that my trauma is worse than I want it to bee.
In my head still resounds the phrase said by my Psy today when I told him how much it is difficult for me to accept the fact that he gives me more time than the usual 30min consultation (he gives me 45 to 50min): "...because your case is particularly severe."
I am asking myself how I have been able to live a relatively normal life for years now, how I did survive.
I feel grateful for the power of life that was stronger than death, and I acknowledge that (it is not all worse!) I might be the "Queen of repression".