I am so not pleased with my T today. Today we looked at a photo of me, my brother and my Grandmother on what I am told is a day where our biological parents were taking us for the weekend. We were not looking happy and my grandmother has hold of the hood of parka(anorak??) stopping me from running away. (This is a common motif in the photos me being held still)
Anyway i was talking about the photo and I started crying and then paniced and tried to give the photo back to my T but he just sat there looking at me for seemed like hours while i was siletly begging him to take the photo but he let me sit with it it was awful. My mind was a mess and couldn't focus and I don't understand why he let me sit there for so long without intervening. He said the way to get rid of panic was to face the thing that made us panic. Running away just gives more power to the thing we fear. I suppose he was right but I was really distressed. I told him it was too much but he said it was almost too much or something. I kept dissociating so we did grounding things. I may not be remembering this right.