My T used it to describe me when we were doing trauma work early in therapy. I wanted very much to share some childhood memories with him but couldn't. I wanted to but something held me back to protect me. I was torn. He said, "I respect your ambivalence," and didn't push me. I still remember that. It made me feel it was OK to be ambivalent and that with time, this would resolve.

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