We talked about the silence last week. She asked how it felt? I said neither good or bad at that moment.
T asked if I wanted to be in the silence? I said, no not really, but I get stuck in it. T said "locked in"?
Yeah I guess, I said. Then I said that when I do manage to talk again it feels abrut. To loud. It also feels like there's a bit missing.
T questioned me a little more, but because I couldn't express or even have words for what is happening I felt myself getting irritated.
That irritation has stayed since Friday. I see T today, will try to get more into what is going on when I lose words.