The assignment for dream therapy is to rewrite the dream (in this case a memory) so that I come out the victor not the victim.
Memory:
I don’t even remember how I broke it. I just remember that I broke it and found myself standing in front of my mother lying through my teeth claiming it was my sister that broke it. She said who ever broke it would get their hands whipped with a dowel rod. That was the one thing I wasn’t able to dissociate from. I couldn’t leave when she hit my hands. I could feel every single lash no matter how hard I tried not to. So when she threatened with that I lied. My sister pleaded with me to tell the truth but I didn’t. Instead of walking away while the sister was whipped the mother had me stand there and watch her take a punishment that should have been mine. I was in the 4th grade and my sister was in the 6th yet to this day I can see her stomping her feet and screaming. I still flinch when saying it.
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