A snippet...

Me: (talking about a trauma dream)... and it is not time to deal with this yet.

T: ....

Me, laughing: You're making the face. Stop it.

T (shrugs with her hands out): ...

Me: Now you're just making the face more.

T: Your brain thinks it's time.

Me: Well, my brain is wrong. Even my dream was apologetic about sliding that in there.

(talking)

T: Well, it has calmed down a lot. It hasn't been happening as often.

Me: ...

T: Has it?

Me, shrugs because I don't talk about flashbacks and such much in therapy because it's old news and I am just trying to get through this stupid divorce
Me, thinking UGH, fine: Well, I spent Saturday morning in the shower crying and not breathing. Kind of like in my dream. I know, I just said it was a great day and I feel great and everything is better.
(To her credit she left that alone and talked about brains and trauma. Which was definitely the right move.)