In my therapy session on Wednesday my therapist and I were talking about a flashback I had.
As far as my trauma goes each trauma is handled with each separate flashback using a writing technique. I remembered most of the event, but part of the last part I couldn't. That wasn't apart of the flashback.
My therapist asked me what my response was to the statement made to me as a child in the flashback and my mind went blank. I honestly could not remember. I told her I might have said this or that, but I wasn't positive.
She gave me this look. A look that said she was studying me. Trying to figure out if I didn't truly remember or if I was hiding something.
I felt backed into a corner in those few moments. Like she was putting a magnifying glass over me. Incredibly uncomfortable.
I wanted to ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?" I didn't however. I was in a what I like to call "a deer in headlights" moment and couldn't make the words come out.
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