Said One Thing, Helped A Lot
SayItRight
Registrant
Had one of those moments in therapy this week when I decided to say the "one little thing" that was stuck in the back of my mind while I was talking about something else. Just an aside; a short description of the atmosphere in the place I was living when I was in 6th grade. Holy shit; emotional to even just write about it now.
When I said it in therapy, I got unexpectedly choked up. My therapist listened and said something back to me; pretty short, affirming, as he usually is. He heard me. I know he understands. I managed to look him in the eyes while he was saying it.
And holy shit if I haven't been coming unglued this entire week ever since that interaction. Just falling apart. I don't show it to anyone of course, but you know what I mean. Like I'm unspooling. Its weird to me how some things like that, little details, can undo me more than talking through extended sessions about abuse, specific incidents, whole awful periods of years, bad beatings, etc. ever has.
And then today: insights. A flood of insights. I haven't journaled in years but there I was with the old journal out, writing down paragraphs and paragraphs of shit (good shit: connections, understandings) before I forgot them. Insights pouring out. Don't know what I'm trying to say here but felt I needed to say it.
Always inspiring to read what so many of you post here. I rarely log in but I read often. I hope everyone finds at least one thing today to keep them going in strength, even if it is no more than their own decision to keep going despite all else. That's where the real power is, right? And then the insights come.
When I said it in therapy, I got unexpectedly choked up. My therapist listened and said something back to me; pretty short, affirming, as he usually is. He heard me. I know he understands. I managed to look him in the eyes while he was saying it.
And holy shit if I haven't been coming unglued this entire week ever since that interaction. Just falling apart. I don't show it to anyone of course, but you know what I mean. Like I'm unspooling. Its weird to me how some things like that, little details, can undo me more than talking through extended sessions about abuse, specific incidents, whole awful periods of years, bad beatings, etc. ever has.
And then today: insights. A flood of insights. I haven't journaled in years but there I was with the old journal out, writing down paragraphs and paragraphs of shit (good shit: connections, understandings) before I forgot them. Insights pouring out. Don't know what I'm trying to say here but felt I needed to say it.
Always inspiring to read what so many of you post here. I rarely log in but I read often. I hope everyone finds at least one thing today to keep them going in strength, even if it is no more than their own decision to keep going despite all else. That's where the real power is, right? And then the insights come.
