Holdingontohope
Bronze Member
I had a t appointment this morning and something happened at my appointment that I don't really know what it was. I was upset/emotional/on edge when I went into my appointment this morning to begin with because of a miscommunication with my T that triggered lots of negative thoughts. We have been working with my past abuse and things surrounding that recently so I've been pretty emotional, overly reactive, etc anyways recently. The miscommunication with T had me struggling with feeling that he didn't care, was going to abandon me, that I shouldn't have talked to him about the abuse, etc. T was trying to help me process through all this and help me see how it is all connected to my trauma and my old beliefs that I couldn't talk about the abuse because people would stop caring, leave me, etc if I talked about it.
While T was talking to me, I started feeling really weird. It was like I was being pulled away to somewhere else. It was like I was being pulled down into a pool filled with memories and darkness. I would go from being pulled into one memory, then being pulled into this blank darkness, then into another memory, then back into the darkness, and so on. I felt trapped inside deep inside of myself, my mind. Sometimes I could hear T talking to me or feel the chair I was sitting in and things like that and it was like I was able to grasp ahold of those things for a few seconds and come back up, but then something kept dragging me back down into the memories/darkness. It was like I wasn't in control of myself or my mind. I felt detached and like I wasn't there in the room, but I wasn't anywhere else either. Finally I was able to come back up long enough to tell T I needed to leave. He asked if I'd be safe to go home and I think I said yes and left. I started sinking back down and came back up in my vehicle a little later. I managed to make it home safely. I was so exhausted though that I sat down on the couch and pretty much passed out and slept for an hour. I woke up feeling a little better and not so out of it.
I'm confused about what happened though. I've had flashbacks before where a trigger would send me into a memory where it felt like I was back there again and the memory was happening. What happened this morning was a lot different though so I'm not sure that it was a flashback. It felt somewhat like I would feel as a kid when I would "float off" to other places during the abuse. Is that dissociating? Has anyone experienced something like this? Is it a flashback, but just different from the ones I've had before? Is it dissociating? Could it have been a mix of both?
While T was talking to me, I started feeling really weird. It was like I was being pulled away to somewhere else. It was like I was being pulled down into a pool filled with memories and darkness. I would go from being pulled into one memory, then being pulled into this blank darkness, then into another memory, then back into the darkness, and so on. I felt trapped inside deep inside of myself, my mind. Sometimes I could hear T talking to me or feel the chair I was sitting in and things like that and it was like I was able to grasp ahold of those things for a few seconds and come back up, but then something kept dragging me back down into the memories/darkness. It was like I wasn't in control of myself or my mind. I felt detached and like I wasn't there in the room, but I wasn't anywhere else either. Finally I was able to come back up long enough to tell T I needed to leave. He asked if I'd be safe to go home and I think I said yes and left. I started sinking back down and came back up in my vehicle a little later. I managed to make it home safely. I was so exhausted though that I sat down on the couch and pretty much passed out and slept for an hour. I woke up feeling a little better and not so out of it.
I'm confused about what happened though. I've had flashbacks before where a trigger would send me into a memory where it felt like I was back there again and the memory was happening. What happened this morning was a lot different though so I'm not sure that it was a flashback. It felt somewhat like I would feel as a kid when I would "float off" to other places during the abuse. Is that dissociating? Has anyone experienced something like this? Is it a flashback, but just different from the ones I've had before? Is it dissociating? Could it have been a mix of both?