A 25 year old girl came with complain of claustrophobia. She feels she is struggling with this fear since childhood.
Session….
I am a beautiful girl with golden hair. I am the only child. My parents are rich. We own a big estate, many people work here.
I am 19 year now, riding a horse all alone. I reach a forest area a little far from our estate. I stop my horse as I feel someone is following me from behind. I look back and see a couple on horse who work in our estate. I step down as I think my parents have sent them after me. They step down and suddenly the man masked my face with a cloth. The woman tied my hands. They are taking me but the speed is slow. So now they tie me on the back of the horse and the man rides it. The woman took my horse. I shout leave me! leave me! They reach an isolated place after sometime. There is pin drop silence around. I am in a very small closed room. The woman untied my hands and removed the mask. The woman is very fat and ugly. The room has an earthen floor. There is no window but has a small ventilator near the roof. The room is dark. The woman tells me that I will be released when my parents will give them lot of money and jewels. They locked the room from outside and left. I do not hear any sound. There is frightening silence. I am very afraid. It is such a small closed place that I feel suffocated. The plate of food is slipped inside from the gap at the bottom of the door. There is not much light so I cannot see what it is. It is tasteless staple food and very difficult to eat. They come after a very long time, open the door and enter the room. The man stands at the door. The woman shouts at me, beats me and rubs sand on my face. It seems they are not able to get money from my parents. Her behaviour is getting horrible as time passes. I am getting weak day by day. I have not seen sun, I have not felt air, I do not know how many days, months and years have passed. I do not have any orientation of time. I am skin thin but alive. It feels they came after a very long time. Woman is very angry and scratches my face and lips with her hands. Suddenly I felt too much anger and bit her hand. She holds me by my hair and smashes my head on the wall. I am dead. My last thought was that if only I could have breathed in fresh air. This was some European country.
Reorientation…..
She said the impression of the life lived in a very small closed room is with me from very early age. Any place which is closed, e.g, picture halls, lifts, even the small washrooms suffocate me and make me panic. I feel that reliving that traumatic life helped me release those memories of the past because now I feel that an unknown burden and fear from mind is lifted. Past is over, past is released, I am free. A lot of blessings to you doctor.
