EMDR is like deliberately driving a train at full speed along a railway track knowing full well the track runs out any second and, unlike Marty McFly, you don’t have a time machine to escape at the last second so you crash into the ravine. Miraculously, although you’re wide-eyed. trembling from shock and unable to speak, you’re not dead. Yay! So you do the obvious thing: you arrange a convenient time to do it all again next week.
The one thing I do have, the thing that allows me to walk out of the building and drive home after the session is that, at the end, I cling to God like a limpet clings to the rock. I am brought to my knees in every sense and it is on my knees that I am most thankful.**
Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.
Psalm 42:7 (NIVUK)
**Also, I have chocolate. Fair trade.
multicolouredsmartypants 
Chocolate sounds like a fair trade for the train wreck, pun intended 😉 I know what it feels like to smack into brick walls, metaphorically speaking.
I love your background and fish hook. I’m trying to figure out how you did that…
Thank you for reading and for commenting. The background is the Something Fishy theme.
Chocolate makes everything better.