This may not make any sense, but I'm going to try.

There are parts of me that my counselor and I have worked through, and "taken" to a safe place. I "feel" they are in a safe place, and felt the unburdening of them, and it feels like they are "with me"

At the same time, those parts of me that were frozen in the dark when it went blank. The remnants of who they are is still there. I don't know how to explain it any clearer.

It's like they "split" or that's what it feels like. The freedom from the frozen place for a part of it, and also the feeling of another part of it still in the dark alone. Trapped.

Has anyone else experienced this? I'm not sure what I am supposed to do.

The frozen places that I'm talking about are memories that shut off. There is no ending. There is no resolution, good or bad, to the memory. No ending to relieve myself or console myself.

Just wondering.

Thanks for hearing me.