((((((((lostmyway))))))))

When I have had memories that haunt me with the details, it really has helped to tell. It feels like "what's the point?", (or it does to me), but there is something so freeing about getting it OUT of my head where it bounces around forever and ever and ever and ever.

Talking about SA so so so hard though T and I literally spent months talking about talking about it before I shared anything...and then I took a break from therapy completely and came back and talked about talking about it some more. It's HARD.

Sometimes it helps if I write things down and give them to him instead of saying the words. I've had to do that with all of the hardest stuff. But he reads it, and I'm not ALONE with it anymore. And I get to experience T still treating me the same...still caring for me, still respecting me...and I know something inside must shift a little bit.

I agree with the advice about going slow. And I also think that when it's time to tell, we just know. My T has taught me that I know what I need to heal. I just wish it wasn't so hard.

Be gentle with yourself. You are not the things that happened to you. You are you, and you deserve to heal