Heyyy.. 😊 If you haven’t read the previous post, you can click on the link to read [part three].
I realise that I must summarise my sessions, or else this EMDR tag would take too long and it’s going to get boring for you guys. Bear with me, okay? I’m trying my best to make it concise (as concise as any of my writing can be! 😆).
Before beginning EMDR for the first time, prior to beginning the eye movement, a snapshot of image is identified that represents the target and the disturbance associated with it. The therapist will ask the patient to focus simultaneously on the image, the negative cognition associated with the image, and the disturbing emotion or body sensation. Then the therapist will ask the patient to follow a moving object with his/her eyes (the object moves alternately from side to side). After a set of eye movements, the patient will be asked to report briefly on what has come up — this may be a thought, a feeling, a physical sensation, an image, a memory, or a change in any of the above.
Art from Google.
Phew! Finally. A little disclaimer here. I of course, don’t write every specific details that happened during the sessions in here. All I’ve written is just from memory. However, the sessions that I’ve written done is basically the gist of what happened. So don’t get angry or snarky at me for any missed details okayy 😉.
Now it’s been more than a month since my last EMDR session. I’d say that it worked for me. No more nightmares, no more scare, I had only around 1-2 panic attacks since the sessions finished. I don’t know if it’d be as effective to anyone else, but if your therapist suggests it, I’d say it’s worth a try. 😊 During my sessions, the psychiatrist and I addressed my stressors (not a pretty sight, I can tell you that). And right now, as I’m writing this article, I’d say that I’m ready to rebuild my life again.
It wasn’t directly uphill soon after I finished the sessions, mind you. It was still a battle in fighting the anxiety, but the EMDR sessions made it easier. It kind of is self-empowering.
Oh! I can’t stressed enough on how vital our relationships with our therapists (in my case, my psychiatrist) are. Let me put it this way — if I don’t completely trust my psychiatrist, I won’t be able to disclose my deepest, darkest fear to him. But what happened was, I trust him. And he trust me and my ability to address and fight whatever it is that I was going through. I sense his trust, so I open up to him. And oh my, did I not just have a wonderful doctor, I receive a wonderful friend too. He’s still someone superior to me career-wise though (heck, I’m still a medical student 😅).
But in our doctor-patient relationship, he is a friend. 🎀