New Guy had a cancellation and I was able to see him Wednesday evening instead of waiting until the 27th. He wanted me to know that he understands how I feel about CBT, so he told me that he saw a comic strip that made him think of me. I couldn't really respond then, I think. In any case, I don't remember what I said to him about the comic strip (dissociation, anyone?). Here is what I wrote to him after I got home.
Remember you told me about the comic strip of the 'brief therapy' and the therapist saying 'snap out of it' and smacking the client? It reminded me of a video I saw on youtube. When I first saw it, I had a panic attack because of what the therapist says to the client at the end after everything she told him. Later on when I would watch it, it would make me very angry. Today when you told me of the comic strip and I thought of the video again, I felt the crying place inside. Bet you couldn't have guessed that, eh? That's because I'm afraid of being buried alive in a box right after I accidentally hand someone a shovel. The video is here.
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this is BRILLIANT!!!!! JUST STOP BEING AFRAID! Lie down and go to sleep! STOP dissociating! Just STOP IT!
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OK, this is funny, however I had my first panic attack at age 11 at sleep away camp because of a fear of being buried alive. It was night and we were outside and people were telling scary stories and one was about being buried alive. Then I had a panic attack, but I didn't know what it was and and I thought I was dying. I was actually screaming and everyone freaked out. That was the start of my panic attack career, and it lasts til this day, although I'm not so afraid anymore of being buried alive because I don't normally put myself in a situation where that could actually happen. I do however want to be cremated when I die because I have this fear that when I die I won't actually be dead and I'll wake up in the coffin buried 6 feet under ground. Cremation will solve that problem.
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