“Watch the scene that troubles you on that television set, beyond the glass screen in that long corridor. The image is shrinking, the colors are fading to black, white, grey and sepia, lashing raindrops through the window destroy the TV, it is covered with muck ….. it is disappearing, it is gone ……”
The therapist’s voice boomed in my subconscious mind.
“I feel so much better now,” I mumbled incoherently while taking a deep breath.
“The incident is in the deep, dark past which is dead and gone. It is only the colors of your imagination that trouble you.”