ABSTRACT
The analytic session has lapsed into silence. I am lost in my own thoughts for a few moments. When I turn back I find my client is writhing, as if in agony, on the couch. The muscles in her legs are clenched and contorted, her breathing rapid. I notice her eyes are frightened and glazed as she turns her head from side to side. By now, three years into the analysis, I recognize the signs. She is caught in a flashback, reliving a terrifying experience from an appalling childhood.
