Since telling T about my latest remembering, Each morning I wake up, I feel like I'm being teleported. I have to stand still to know which me has woken up. I have to really study my spreading to know where I am. It's scary.

[tealBumblebee]

I think my T would call that a form of dissociation. Is whatever you told her (sorry I haven't been keeping up) something traumatic that happened to you? Or of the like? Perhaps this is your way of coping with the memory, the fact that T knows it (which can cause feelings of vulnerability) or both? Is there any kind of self soothing you can do to help ground you in the moments that it happens?

[unaluna]

Thats interesting. I get like that sometimes. I dont remember where i am when i am waking up. I attribute it to having moved so many times in my adult life, im not really sure which bedroom im in now. Ive never really made a home. But i wonder if something else is going on too.

[iheartjacques]

That sucks. Like when I wake from a bad dream, it felt so real, it takes me a while to realize I'm not there anymore