For me, it's words, mostly--to the point where, when they tried to teach me self-hypnosis back in the day, it didn't work, because part of the process the teachers used involved imagining yourself somewhere, and they assumed visuals in your head, which really didn't work for me. Dad taught me how to do it with words instead.
With one exception--I get flashes of crystal clear visuals sometimes, at the weirdest moments. For instance, I was walking home with a bag of groceries one day, and some guy almost ran me down. I got out of the way in time, but immediately afterwards, I had a really crisp picture (with sound) in my mind of one solitary can of tomatoes rolling across the road (with the idea that I was all mushed, just out of the picture). Very disturbing. *g* If a trifle cinematic.
And yes, I have stories in my head all the time--probably horribly Sue-ish, and they never get finished, because anytime I get interrupted, I go back to the start and fine-tune that part, until I get tired of it. I had a therapist that wanted me to stop, because she thought it wasn't healthy, and that was about the most miserable three weeks I ever suffered through. If entertaining myself is wrong, I don't wanna be right. Heh.
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Date: 2008-11-10 06:12 pm (UTC)For me, it's words, mostly--to the point where, when they tried to teach me self-hypnosis back in the day, it didn't work, because part of the process the teachers used involved imagining yourself somewhere, and they assumed visuals in your head, which really didn't work for me. Dad taught me how to do it with words instead.
With one exception--I get flashes of crystal clear visuals sometimes, at the weirdest moments. For instance, I was walking home with a bag of groceries one day, and some guy almost ran me down. I got out of the way in time, but immediately afterwards, I had a really crisp picture (with sound) in my mind of one solitary can of tomatoes rolling across the road (with the idea that I was all mushed, just out of the picture). Very disturbing. *g* If a trifle cinematic.
And yes, I have stories in my head all the time--probably horribly Sue-ish, and they never get finished, because anytime I get interrupted, I go back to the start and fine-tune that part, until I get tired of it. I had a therapist that wanted me to stop, because she thought it wasn't healthy, and that was about the most miserable three weeks I ever suffered through. If entertaining myself is wrong, I don't wanna be right. Heh.