Literally no one is talking about how Mcr performing Sleep in Seattle included blue and red flashing lights in a specific patterns during the song. Baby girls, those lights are EMDR. Mcr literally EMDR’d us.
(EMDR is a PTSD treatment.)

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Literally no one is talking about how Mcr performing Sleep in Seattle included blue and red flashing lights in a specific patterns during the song. Baby girls, those lights are EMDR. Mcr literally EMDR’d us.
(EMDR is a PTSD treatment.)
See, in the mental health industry, I am what they call a cash cow
Moots, I had my first EMDR session and holy crap.
I also watched 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple.
The ending nearly made me cry. I had to fight from screaming with glee.
Nia Da Costa did the damn thing.
In EMDR therapy you choose a loving figure and protecting figure. I chose these two, and made a little something something on my computer. Lovi
(For the life of me I cannot remember who I got this sticker from. If you recognize it please let me know and I’ll tag you!!!)
EDIT: sticker art by @/himeluune ... thanks so much for them!
DCI Morck and therapy
A few remarks regarding therapy in Dept Q. First of all, I think it is a good thing that the police mandate therapy sessions for officers involved in shootings. After one goes through such trauma, support is necessary. Second, I am not talking here about some of the things Rachel did in the sessions (not everything seems ehm ‘traditional’), and, of course, this is a TV series, not a psychology course.
Nevertheless, I would like to state the obvious, namely that there are different types of therapy, and although talking about your experiences might initially be helpful, talk therapy alone most probably will not be sufficient. Trauma is stored in the BODY, and it needs to be released through the body. Those tennis balls might be a good starting point, but pushing down your anger and grief is not the way. It blows up in unexpected places and moments, as we see repeatedly with Carl.
There are many therapies that go beyond traditional talk therapy. They include EMDR, IFS, Somatic Experiencing and other somatic modalities, Janina Fisher’s TIST, ketamine assisted, polyvagal and others. I don’t know what’s in the original books, but I am hoping something of the following or similar comes up in Season 2:
Carl decides to go to a kickboxing training and one day just punches a bag with rage until he collapses,
Or he visits Akram at home and one of his daughters shows Carl a favourite cat video and the cuteness overload (from the cat and the daughters) just gets him into uncontrollable sobs,
Or he finds a lost kid in the street and helping the kid find his mom triggers a childhood memory that, again, gets him sobbing, maybe later that night in the shower,
Or he investigates a new case in which a trauma therapist disappears, and so Carl needs to learn in detail about that person’s work and thus he finds out about a modality that helps him.
Anyway, something that gets a wee bit of the pain he is carrying out of his tortured body. He needs that. And potentially someone watching also needs to know that they can release (some of) their pain and just breathe. Wounds CAN be healed, but they need to be cleaned first. Carl has pain not just from Leith Park, but also from his previous cases, his marriage, possibly his other relationships, and his childhood. Oh, and please may he go through this BEFORE he puts his ass into another entangled mess of a romance, whether with Rachel or another woman. To quote the man himself, that would be “fucking hell.”
In therapy we started EMDR and I created my safe space. I decided to draw my safe space.
Okay okay okay so.
My Trauma specializing therapist would like to start EMDR with me. We understand the basics of how it works, but delving back into it all, even in short, controlled bursts, is INCREDIBLY scary for a lot of us.
In the words of my therapist: "You know, I keep making plans to do EMDR next session with you guys, but then you come the next week and it's someone else, usually someone who doesn't want to start it yet..."
So... um... well, we need to come to a consensus and understanding as a system on not only how it works, but that it's not scary and very likely will help based on our research.
HELP???
-THE Dave Strider (this is how I'm signing off from now on lmfaoooooooooo)
I think I underestimated EMDR. They did say it could feel like reliving the trauma but I was not expecting the sessions to make me dizzy and dissociate so horribly it genuinely feels like I'm getting ripped out of my body and have to argue with this calm version of myself to let me come back to my own body.
I'm tired, I've become suicidal and I cant tell if it's because they had to raise my medicine and now I'm at max dose or if its just genuinely the trauma and therapy.
I was expecting to feel like I'm reliving the abuse but I think I underestimated how much I dealt with. I can feel the hands of my abusers on me, physical and sexual. I almost told the doctor that I wanted to quit...but I know..I know if i stop, then I'm a hypocrite. I tell people if they really cared about the affects they have on others then they should do whatever to change and i know i don't abuse people but I also know I'm too much, too clingy, too sad and I don't want to stay that way...
On top of that I have really easy classes this semester and I'm falling behind, I feel like im slipping and it's like I cant even keep up with the easiest classes. I don't want to tell my teachers, I think maybe subconsciously I'll feel back like when I was younger. It'll be on my conscience like "they're gonna think im lazy and making up excuses"...and i just moved to a new school, I don't want them to know like oh they're depressed, that girl is fucked in the head..like..I know...