My therapist and I just started working on my "trauma" surrounding my mom's death. .
He had me record that short story and I have to listen to it every day. I haven't cried yet though, not while recording it or listening to it. We're only on our first week of doing this but I thought this would be harder than it is. It makes me question if it even was a trauma at all. And that answer matters to me.
This happend over 15 years ago and I still think about it today. All my memories surrounding my mother boils down to this one day and losing her. Anytime I think of her it's always about the day she died. Labeling this as a trauma would justify to me the reason as to why it affects me so much and why I think about it the way I do, if that makes sense. Otherwise I feel like I'm making this big deal out of something that I shouldn't be. Am I just wasting his time?