I have a series of pictures (still shots) that run through my head from time to time. I've learned not to dwell on them since I really don't know what they are. My T once said to me, "So even if they are the worst you can imagine, what difference is that really going to make to your recovery? What you've experienced is pretty horrific in itself. Nothing is going to change who you are, how far you've come, unless you choose to change yourself." It kept me grounded in the reality that no matter what happened to me in the past, I'm still who I am. I made it through it, even if I don't know what "it" is completely. The knowledge of what "it" is isn't going to change where I am right now. So I am able to view those pictures with curiosity, but not dwell on them now.