In therapy this week the T used some EMDR techniques with us and it was ... very different to anything I have experienced before. We became very emotional and had ... something happen. Internally it was like doors opening and people walking out to meet us. Lots of people. And it was like I "knew" them, although I didn't.
Mostly I was just overwhelmed with sadness that they were there, because they each carry so much trauma and pain.
It is not all bad though. There were lots of helpers. There were always helpers.
I can feel them around me at the edges of my awareness. I don't know what to do with them all.