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Originally Posted by Izzyparker
Hmmm ... I look at the door ... interesting. "Get me out of here" my brain is wishing. I rarely look at my T. Often I will put my hands over my eyes. Last week my t commented in the midst of a heated discussion about our therapeutic relationship, "You don't even look at me." Nope.
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When I first started therapy I pretty much was focused on the door. My body was positioned towards the door, I looked over at the door constantly. My anxiety as decreased since then and I'm not shaking like crazy and forcing myself to stay seated. BUT, your answer made me realize that when the conversation gets really difficult I do position myself towards the door and I have my eye on that door handle. I still look over at my T and at other things near him but I'm ready to bolt at any moment.