Has anyone had the urge to sit on the floor during a session

I would love to. I almost got the point where I was brave enough to do it before I switched to seeing T in his own practice. He has an office setup with desk and chairs so floor-sitting is not an option anymore
To expand on what a previous poster said I would like to sit on the floor precisely because it would feel childish - free and openly uninhibited childish. I feel very much like a child in a lot of situations, but I'm ashamed of that and I hide it. I can't grow those parts of me if I continue to hide them...
T does have a children's room in his office. Maybe one of the days I'll get brave enough to ask if we can have a couple sessions in there...

Eta: Now that I think of it I do manage to sit in the chair rather like a child might - curling up, then wriggling and twisting and sitting sideways with my legs over one of the arms... Wonder if I try turning upside down with my legs over the back...

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When my t had an office, we sat on the floor all the time. More comfortable sometimes than chairs. Other times we sat together on the couch,

I have sat on the floor. But I have physical issues that make it sometimes more comfortable for me. The therapist doesn't seem phased either way.

I haven't had the urge to sit on the floor. But one time last year, we brought my daughter in to our marriage counseling session. She has some developmental delays (on the border between autism and not), and our MC has some training in developmental psychology (mostly works with teens). So we were curious to get his take on her. He wanted to see us interact with her, so I sat on the floor with her reading a book while he was on the couch in front of me. It was a weird perspective, and I felt really self-conscious, though that was partly because I was nervous about showing my parenting skills, or lack thereof. Plus I'd realized that I had transference for him but hadn't shared it yet.

I prefer us both sitting on the same level, him on the couch, and H and I on the loveseat. Makes us feel more equal. I'd definitely feel weird sitting on the floor with T, too.

Sometimes I've thought about sitting on the floor. I like the idea of sitting on the floor next to my T's legs and putting my head in her lap. I also like the idea of us sitting on the floor together. But I wouldn't want to do it all the time. I'm also not even sure if I would actually like it, or if I just like the idea. But I do think I'll try it eventually if I feel comfortable enough to bring it up.

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Yes, I've had the urge. I imagine I will sit on the floor when certain issues come up in therapy.When I was young, I would sit on the floor (drop from a standing position) when my brother came toward me. Frequently, he would hit me, so I think I saw sitting on the floor as a 'safe' place. I'm small, 5'1 and 86 pounds, no physical impairments to restrict me, so sitting on the floor is comfortable. I sit on the floor at home sometimes when I'm feeling particularly vulnerable from thinking of things we've talked about in therapy.

This is such an interesting thread because in reality just last month I felt like I wanted to do that, but I resisted it. For me it was part of trying to break out of the repetitive nature of what we do. Always same couch, same place, etc. But I thought the floor was not so clean but more importantly, the therapist would be like, What the?!

My husband and I have talked about sitting in completely different locations in marriage counseling for the same reason. Like one of us in his office chair and the other on this lion pillow he has on the floor.

I mentioned that to my T once, and she said that clients pretty much always sit in the same place as where they first sat. Which is interesting. I mean, I even generally sit in the same seat in the waiting room unless it's occupied (I can see into the reception area from there and see which T is coming out to retrieve someone).

This is also true of college students. They almost always sit in the same place or as near to it as possible as they sat on the first day of class. On the one hand, it makes it easy for me to learn their names. On the other hand, it's kind of disheartening in terms of getting the class to be a true community.

I make it a rule never to sit in the same place at each appointment. It keeps me on my toes.

Yes, I was seeing a marriage counselor. I was so sad. I had just made the decision to divorce my second husband. When i entered the therapy room, I kinda dramatically slid down the wall and sat on the floor. The T sat on the floor with me...which was nice of her.

Me and T have been sitting on the floor from very early on. I have always found sitting in chairs uncomfortable (I have a soft tissue disorder). We were talking about how we could make things more comfortable and I mentioned this. T asked if I would like it if we sat on the floor, the rest as they say is history.
To begin with T sat on one of the cushions from one of the chairs, but after discussing a dream that it came up in he has since just sat next to me without.

I've never had the urge to sit on floor, but my therapist did once sit on the floor in front of me to bridge the distance between us. We usually sat side by side on the sofa, but that day I was feeling like a pariah, and did not want to be near her for fear of contaminating her. I sat on what I called my island, a love seat that she was forbade to sit on. After trying to cajole me for a while to come sit next to her she got up and sat on the floor in front of me.u I surmise she did not want me to think she bought into my feeling that I would contaminate her. She did eventually reach out to touch me, but I told her not to, and she acquiesced. The air condition was blowing directly on her, and she does not suffer cold well so she went back to our seat. 10-15 minutes later I followed, and allowed her to hold me for awhile.

I have sat on the floor at the invitation of my therapist, maybe twice or three times over several years. I don't like sitting on the floor in therapy or elsewhere and I always prefer to sit on a chair or bed or even just stand up.

I have had the urge to sit down when my anxiety is really high. Although I didn't because I felt the therapist would think its weird.

Because of this thread I kept track of my positions in T today
1. Cross legged on floor across from T in chair
2. Sprawled over coffee table not looking at T
3. Kneeling across from T
4. Briefly perch on arm of couch
5. Back against Ts chair
6. Cross legged again.
7. T sits on floor, I'm lying on my back
8. T sits in floor, I'm curled on my side
9. Both of us sitting side by side on floor with backs against couch

This omits any postures I held for less than a few minutes which included two seated yoga poses, cross legged facing away from T, and briefly crouching.

Wow - I sit fairly still, in one place on the awful couch, and if having a burst of emotion - I might move my hands a slight bit to the right.

I have been known to get up and pace the room when anxious. But I either sit as still as possible (hoping the therapist doesn't notice me there ) or pace.

I do the same as SD. But in my head, I'm curled up into a ball on the sofa with my cuddly fluffy bunny wabbit. Sigh. I hate being an adult. (I'm a 48 year old crazy gay lady in the UK).

I have and I did for a while! It was really wonderful. My T even joined me on the floor and it allowed me to open up so much more. It felt more like a conversation than analysis. Now I lay down on the couch or sit up, but you should do whatever is most productive for you.

I bring my stuffed otter to T all the time. I'm 40
And gay. but I don't think the otter cares.

I get up and walk over to the window sometimes and look at the trees for inspiration.

I like to flop around on the couch a lot. I need a lot of room to express.

I used to sit on the couch every session and now we sit on the floor usually. Sometimes I sit on the couch but not usually. I prefer the floor and so does my therapist.

I long for a lectern to use at the appointments. I could stand behind it, use it for my hands, pace around it and so forth. I wonder if the woman would show any reaction if I brought one in with me.