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Old Feb 09, 2019, 08:28 PM
darkside8 darkside8 is offline
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I was speaking to T about feeling intense emotions at night and how I need it because I keep it in throughout the day. She asked, “When you say you do do it and you feel like you need to, how do you feel you deal with those emotions when they come up at night? What are you doing about that when they’re there?”

Just to confirm, does she mean how I let it out? Would crying be an appropriate response? (Saying I cry my heart out is too deep, I said I just feel it) 👀

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Old Feb 10, 2019, 05:08 AM
substancelessblue substancelessblue is offline
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I guess she means how you let it out, how you deal with it, or express it? Maybe just say you actually feel it whereas during the day you feel detached from it. I think crying it definitely an appropriate response. But I'm sure she just wants to know how you experience the intense emotions and how/why it is different for you at night.
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Old Feb 10, 2019, 07:09 AM
Anne2.0 Anne2.0 is offline
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It's hard to know what other people mean

I think she's looking for a description of what happens when you let it out. Say you were recording yourself (don't recommend actually doing it, just imagine it ) and then looking (hearing, your other senses could also be involved) what happened. What does it look like? What does "letting it out" sound like? Are there any tastes, tactile sensations, internal changes that you experience?

If this helps, I'll tell you about my experience of a moment or two of joy. I feel a pressure, a fluttering of a sense of pleasure that rises from my gut to my face, which warms as I smile. My eyes widen and feel softer at the same time. I reach my arms upward, close my eyes, and lean my head back. I feel my shoulders relax and drop. I catch a whiff of the natural perfume sample on my wrist. It smells a little like seaweed on wet sand and the sweetness of a vanilla shortbread. I open my eyes and admire the orchids on my desk, in the last throes of blooming. I wonder when I will lose them, and anticipate the time when they will reappear.
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