I've not had an urge to walk out, but there were times with ex-T that I would ask to get a drink of water or go to the restroom if I needed a mental break. With current T, whenever I get really anxious or overwhelmed, I tend to scrunch up in a ball in the corner of my oversized chair as tight as I can and hug the throw pillow. And pick at my fingernails or play with a koosh ball.

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