How Does Rapid Transformational Therapy Work?

Recently, I had another Rapid Transformational Therapy session for myself.

Mainly because I was aware of some blocks and some cemented ways of thinking that I was having trouble shucking off.

I chose to work with a different practitioner this time, just because, really. There are so many excellent ones and certain ones have a particular niche.

I found the aftermath a lot harder this time, I must admit. The first time, I think because it was new to me, I had immediate massive shifts in the way I felt and talked about myself. I instantly gained a powerful inner voice that had been suppressed my whole life, that stood up for me, and protected me from myself and from others.

This time, I was coming at it as a practitioner myself, knowing how it works, with even higher expectations. And what happened was that afterwards it felt more like I was experiencing some kind of die-off; like when you’ve had the kind of illness where the treatment kills off something that releases spores that make you feel lousy!

It has been like all the negative things my ego says to me have come to the surface for me to whack away with a metaphorical mallet. To not let my ego get away with that. And that voice in your head, that constant running monologue that makes snap decisions/assumptions, that is your ego, it’s not really you, if you are worried about the terrible things it tends to say!

For me, it’s been all the horrible ignorances and random bigotries that are generational and stem from a fear of what is different. The jealousies of others that pop into our heads, that are really only there to remind us it’s something that we want for ourself or that we aren’t brave enough yet to go for ourselves. If I’m being honest, it has been like living in my dad’s head for a while!

The outcome of Rapid Transformational Therapy will sometimes raise some new issues

and give more answers.

And I have felt rough at times. Grumpy, resistant, lethargic; my left eye even came out in a stye! I have been suffering from blepharitis since I went into early menopause, but I have always suspected it’s trauma, and subconscious related. My eyes have been trying to clear since my session. They are getting there thankfully!

What came up for me in this new experience of RTT was along the lines of what I already knew, but it revealed some other hidden meanings that hadn’t presented before.

From one scene came a subconscious belief that I felt a responsibility to make my family more like the relationships I had experienced in my friend’s family the first time I ever had a sleepover. This was a much less regimented household. The dad was loving and engaged; the children were expected to be unruly; they didn’t have chores; they were allowed to be young. They shared with each other. There wasn’t an ‘undercurrent.’ There didn’t seem to be a worry about repercussions if certain expectations weren’t met.

It had always been a memory that stuck with me. But I had never really thought much of it. I had felt like an alien transplant at the time, witnessing these people outside my own body, thinking, ‘so this is what other people’s families look like?’ As an aside, many people with trauma in their lives will say they don’t have many childhood memories, and I am a bit like that. I think there is a lot I have blocked out.

Small girl wearing a pinafore crossing a bridge on her own.

You can’t be expected to ‘adult’ when you’re 5 years old.

But at 5 years old, the responsibility for changing the way 7 other people in my immediate family think and feel was a bit too much! It’s what we call learned helplessness. A memory you have where an adult role is either given to or adopted by a child and as it is something they cannot possibly succeed at, they learn they are helpless, and ‘that nothing ever changes.’

Another memory was one where I was forced into returning to school by a family therapist. I suffered from school phobia – if you have not read that before on this site. The only way they got me into the class one momentous day was by promising that my mum could wait outside the door. The moment I was inside, they convinced her to leave ‘for my benefit.’ Of course, all this did was make me lose trust in my own mother. And to feel like nothing, no matter how bad, would ever get me the notice I needed. And the belief that came out of that, subconsciously, was that ‘well if this, as horrific as it is, didn’t work, then I will have to get even worse.’ And boy, did I.

I think I was also really angry. I’m literally in a situation where I am begging. I need help. And the most important person in my life just walked away. Pulled a terrible deception on me, in essence. She was weak in that moment. And I think some of that was colouring my post-session experience this time.

There was one day during my 3 weeks of required audio, where I reckoned I must have subconsciously decided that being the good girl had got me nowhere. There were no rewards, no notice, no help, and that I had somehow decided to rebel. To be as fucking awkward as possible, and to lash out about what had happened to me and the people that had let me down.

Because I didn’t just lose my schooldays. I lost everything I should have got to experience and have during that time, And my 20s! And my 30s. And most of my 40s!

I Forgot I Was a Bad Bitch… Tragic

The song in my head on repeat was Emeline’s ‘Cinderella’s Dead’, with the memorable lines: ‘I forgot I was a bad bitch… tragic. Breaking all the rules cos they were only habits.’

Tough woman in fitness wear toting a machine gun

All that day I revelled in the concept of me being a bad bitch. And it being ok. It felt good considering I could be wicked. In a weird way I had been standing up for myself.

Back then, I must have really had enough of trying to be everything, living up to what was expected of me, and it not being enough. Of feeling insecure all the time. Of never knowing what I’d walk into when I came home from anywhere. Mum and Dad were often at odds and it seemed to translate into a terrible atmosphere where you weren’t sure what you would be in trouble for next. And really, you were just being a kid. Being a bit slack. Being age appropriate. We were angels comparative with most kids, but didn’t seem to get that credit.

With hindsight, I can see that towards that time everything broke down in my life, I had unwittingly started to fall into a pattern of being more mediocre. I blended into the crowd more during my last year or so of middle school. Because what was the point, really? Being good, trying hard, didn’t result in praise and attention. Didn’t make anybody see my potential or see that I was struggling. So was there a hidden thought that maybe being the opposite would?

There was another incident that happened in the family. A big scandal. But that is not my story to tell. But I believe it stems from the same thing. The struggle to be seen and heard and supported. Being hurt, basically.

In a way, I am almost proud my subconscious tried to help me fight back, even if it didn’t particularly work out well at the time! Your subconscious mind should come with a big red warning. ‘Danger - Overcompensating at Work’

Why use a unicorn band aid on a childhood wound when you can cement it in a pot four inches thick comes to mind!

Was there a subconscious reason my issue showed up as school phobia?

In my initial scene, I was very upset at the concept of my mum dying. I would have been around 7 years old maybe and I was dwelling on it. I think there was something about me that always felt very physically/situationally vulnerable. I had probably dreamed about mum dying or something and Mum had taken me into bed with her, and I must have been really upset because I remember the next day being kept off school and taken into town to look at bikes ahead of Christmas. This was a very exceptional circumstance.

And wasn’t it really interesting that I got kept out of school as a reward? Does it seem curious that child would go on and develop school phobia as a reaction to what was happening in her life? Had I made a connection between emotional upset and being kept out of school? And it feeling like a reward? Like finally feeling noticed and special.

Interesting, yes?

Another profound moment that arose was that I felt, as a child, that the only way I would ever make a splash was to drown.

That’s a pretty horrible thing for any child to have in their subconscious. I knew going into the session that I had a belief that I had a hard time getting anybody to listen to me, trust me, to rely on or notice my skill and talent, and here is where it is coming from. I didn’t get notice, respect, credit as a child. I didn’t stand out, no matter how hard I tried or how much I offered myself.

Doing the work this time also coincided with a couple of things in my personal friendships that happened to reiterate that people wanted to vent to me about all sorts of things, but didn’t want to listen to any of my advice. They just wanted to keep traumatising me with it, over and over.

I am a doer, a helper, a problem-solver; don’t ask me to help if you are not willing to let me give it! That’s pretty painful for me, and frustrating. And it apparently brings out my bad bitch!!

How Does Rapid Transformational Therapy Work?

And my Rapid Transformational Therapy Review is???

Subtly, Obviously, Sneakily, Revelatory!

So I think this time, understandably, I have had more of a therapy hangover, and some days, I have had to fight myself to listen to the recording. Which I then decided to listen to more than once a day because I felt I needed to if I was resisting it this much.

The thing to remember when considering the big question ‘How Does Rapid Transformational Therapy Work?’ is that sometimes it is mysterious and undoing one thing gives off nasty spores which might try to thwart you. Don’t give up on the process. You will become more self-aware. And be more able to act differently.

You can have instant change, that is unmissable. Cumulative change where it builds day by day. And you can also have retroactive change, where it’s maybe a couple of months down the line and you finally think, ‘hey, I don’t seem to have that problem anymore’. And it’s felt normal for so long at that point that you might even be reluctant to give your RTT session the credit for it.

Cup of coffee and a pretty journal on a wooden table.

That is why it is so key to fully commit to listening to your recording. Because sometimes it’s not all roses and daisies on the other side. It’s a bit more pain and understanding to go through on the way; more letting go and accepting what you can’t change. And you need your audio to do the rewiring for that.

I am going to listen to this particular recording beyond the 3 allotted weeks, and journal out the bad stuff, and do some other work in support of myself.

For you, as a client, my advice, if your experience goes similarly, is to really make sure you engage with the aftercare you are offered.

As a client, I email you at one, five, and fifteen days post session. And I want to hear back from you. I am also available by text and email, outside of that built-in package support, for reassurance and further suggestions.

I will meet with you again, in-person or virtually, between 21 and 30 days. I invest a lot into helping you, and I suggest you make use of it. If you’ve had trauma, you really might need it.

RTT is not just a one and done in that sense. In this life, only death is truly a one and done I think! But then, depending on your beliefs, you might go off and do it all over again, but better, with the knowledge you have gained!

My honest Rapid Transformational Therapy review this time, is that it definitely worked and it brought up what I need to work on now. And that’s very useful for me. Personally, this time, I know I need longer with the recording, but I know I will get where I want to be.

RTT can and does work in one session, particularly where the issue is straighforward. But the really lasting magic happens a bit slower. It’s a journey of self-revelation, healing, sharing, trusting. And you are not alone in this.

You already know I don’t like to be ignored! Use me to help you! It’s what I love to do.

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All the best - Anne-Marie x

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Hello, I’m Anne-Marie. I am a RTT Practitioner, Romance Author, Championship Dog Show Judge.

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