I can’t quite verbalise what going into EMDR feels like, so I drew it instead. It’s a dark and scary path I follow, and as I progress it grows more black. I am small and defenceless. The trees bend toward me and almost touch me with their sinister whispers. I can hardly move or breathe. Everything is a threat. Everything means danger. There is no sign of safety in this place.
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Good depiction. It does look terrifying.