Question:
Went for an assessment with Cognitive Behavioural Psych (NHS). Interogated for 1 1/2 hours. She wouldn’t let me tell my own story but kept shooting questions of the ‘how many days in the week do you have a headache’ type. They were all about measuring symptoms. I got more and more exhausted (‘how exhausted do you feel on a scale of 1 to 10′) and got out of there without her having found out about the NDE, OBE, etc… With my private therapist yesterday, he helped me go through intense body memories – my body re-enacted the impact. Meditated for an hour at dawn, went back to bed, just had a giant poo (HALELUJAH) and now feel like my head is filled with liquid lead. Hughie bows and leaves hoping others here are getting on ok…
Response:
>>and now feel like my head
is filled with liquid lead. A fairly apt desription for me especially when I am trying to cope with my work demands and teenager. Or sometimes i descibe it as my head filled with cotton wool. helski
Response:
Hi Hughie! > Went for an assessment with Cognitive Behavioural Psych (NHS). Interogated > for 1 1/2 hours. She wouldn’t let me tell my own story but kept shooting > questions of the ‘how many days in the week do you have a headache’ type. > They were all about measuring symptoms. I got more and more exhausted (‘how > exhausted do you feel on a scale of 1 to 10′) and got out of there without > her having found out about the NDE, OBE, etc…
This is rather standard in my experience. It is important that they measure stuff in these assessments, not that they learn about us for treatment purposes. When I had my first assessment for PTSD, I was told that it would take 60 to 90 minutes … well, it was more like 3 hours because I kept breaking down crying, dissociating etc. The questions were not all that emotional; my reaction to the questions and the connections they made in my brain were what was being assessed. I hope that the above is clearer than mud. > With my private therapist yesterday, he helped me go through intense body > memories – my body re-enacted the impact. Meditated for an hour at dawn, > went back to bed, just had a giant poo (HALELUJAH) and now feel like my head > is filled with liquid lead.
My therapist always said that ‘it is good to get the shit out’ 
YMMV Smile and there will be something to smile about! Nancy
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