We did role playing while I was inpatient.

We arranged two chairs in the center of the group with me sitting in one chair and another person sitting in the chair in front of me -with their back facing me.

My T had talked about me choosing a guy ...and role play that he was my dad so I could express some anger at him..or to see where it went.

Well, when the time came I picked a middle aged woman. Dunno why. When she sat in her chair all I could mostly see was the back of her head.

Her hair reminded me of my grandmother.