Emergency Therapy Session

It’s Monday now, and I got out of school this morning to go to therapy. After the testing there had been people screaming, and screaming, and screaming, with excitement and it brought back the screaming, stopped. I had such a hard time getting over this, so my mom called Frances to make an emergency appointment. I told her my negative belief about myself was that I am a killer. Frances thought that I was too hard on myself, so I changed it to I am very, very bad. We used the EMDR and went through the night of the accident. She asked me questions and I answered. It was hard. I was crying and breathing heavily. I remembered all those times I had seen Cameron, and how happy my brother used to be. And just like before, it helped. I walked out of there today feeling sad, but not guilty. I was calm and the screaming, stopped didn’t bother me as much. The repetitive vibrations help me, and I am so thankful my mom convinced my dad to let me go to therapy.