My old t would comment on my body language and my overall vibe that I was giving off that day. There were some days where I would hide behind her pillows or scrunch into the corner of her sofa. There was even one day where she pointed out that I was balancing on one armrest, as if to be as far away from her as possible. I hadn't even noticed. Sometimes, I would just shut down and go somewhere inside. And she would say, "Where did you just go?" She was freakishly good at catching me starting to zone out; sometimes I didn't even realize it.
When she would point out my behavior or a change in my demeanor, it did make me feel a bit vulnerable. But I knew that she wasn't being confrontational about it. She was just making observations. Most of the time, she could help bring me back.
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