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Today my therapist decided it was time to talk about my childhood. Very sneakedly he got me to talk about what life was like for me growing up when I was in the 2nd grade. Why the 2nd grade? because I had a part show up last night who was in the 2nd grade.
Well anyways...I started talking about it and then I had a flood of memories. I told my therapist about the flood of memories and he helped to calm me down. He told me if I starting having them again to write them down or wait until I see him again on tuesday. So I decided to write them down tonight but things have gotten more intense and my part feels even more lost.
I am trying to comfort her and myself but I just feel like I am not worth anything. I am trying not to relive the experiences but they seem to be overwhelming me. I need some reassurance that I wil get through this. I just need to talk, i think, that is why I am posting this. I just need to let my feelings be known.
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