Just had my second emdr appointment, opened up a can of worms, reliving the past for another hour is not my idea of fun.
Last week was bad but this week I cried and sobbed like a baby.....
Dr kept saying go to your safe place but by then nowhere in my head was safe.
Session ended with the Dr telling me I should go to the police about my past. I went there for help not advice , if I go to the police then my family would find out about my past as would the rest of the village that I live in. Then my demon wins again.