Today resembled last week's session. At the end of the hour and for the rest of the day, therapy doesn't make any sense. It looks like a gowpen sized, messy, oscillating ball of rubber bands. I feel confused as to whether anything useful was accomplished or if we just wasted our and therapist's time.
I'm guessing that, just like last week, each day will bring some sort of clarity so that, by next week's appointment I'll see the usefulness of the bits of information.
I guess I'm kinda like a snowglobe....therapy shakes everything up and it takes a few days to settle.
Yep, just talking to myself again.
Scary thing is...the flashbacks are getting clearer and messing more with reality, kinda. The visual clarity is more then I've experienced before. This sucks. Naw, it's just different and with an increase in awareness.
Not making as much sense as I would like today. Oh, well.
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