The therapist has listened to my explaining why this was all a waste of both of our times, when she asked me a bizarre question.
"What's your trauma response?"
I guess she inferred something from my blank stare when she shrugged.
"That's ok, I have a simple enough way to test it."
She got up and went to the door, and pulled on the knob.
"It's locked."
She watched me intently, then sat down.
"What did you feel just then?"
"Nothing, why?"
She seemed impressed and moved on.
I don't understand, obviously it wasn't locked, that's silly, it would've opened.
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