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Originally Posted by LonesomeTonight
Hugs...this often happens to me, too. T compared it recently to tearing open a stuffed animal, and there's all this stuffing hanging out and not having time to sew it up before I leave.
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That is a great description. She always reminds me I can tell her I cant answer the questions or say we need to change the subject. It always feels safe so when we have a good flow going we tend to go deeper than either intended.
Yesterday we went 25 minutes over before she looked at the clock. So I didnt want to keep her to long in pulling myself together.
it feels like we picked the scab on a huge wound. We can cover the wound and stop the bleeding. So I lesve and go out into the real world and my emotions spiral out of control.