At PT last week, L worked primarily on my right side. She had her hands on a spot my hip, and then I started to get teary.
I was prepared to be emotional for several days after. I was slightly tender the next couple mornings. The first day after, I was rather raw that night, feeling like I wanted to cry but not getting there.
The second day after, I felt a bit unreal. I realized later that evening that I’d been very mildly dissociated all day.
I think I still am.
I feel a bit emotionally removed from everything, and a bit so from the people I love. I feel self-contained, presumably in a protective way. I’m irritable but otherwise not particularly emotional. I don’t like it. I don’t want to shield it all away, and I want to let go and release whatever started to come up.
I’m going to PT in another couple days. I hope this will jog it loose.