My T suggested that I make a collage about my parts and my "self". Last week she asked me to write about my parts, which I did. The only time I did a collage was earlier in therapy and it was about my mother, and I did it in the session. It was okay, but I felt self-conscious and I'm not sure I got that much out of it. Of course there's the collage I gave my T for her birthday, but that was different.

So, yesterday I spontaneously cut out words and pictures from newspaper and magazines I had around the house. I ended up making 3 collages! I surprised myself at how I did it without being indecisive. I just knew what I wanted to do like I was driven to it, the way I write poetry. I'm somewhat artistic but usually I spend a lot of time poring over a drawing. This must have been coming from the part of my brain that feels, not thinks.

They aren't pieces of art, but are therapeutic. I did one about love, one about some of my parts with my "self" in the middle, and one about my idea of what the self is. There is a lot of material for my session and it's in a way clearer than my writing is. I'm a little dazed by what I did!