I might need to clarify at this point that this was 2 years ago, I'm far removed from the people and places that were associated with it and I do have a wonderful new job.

I know I need to go get some sort of help... I just hate talking about it. I hate the reactions I get and I hate having to be vulnerable in front of another human being and share all of my painfully dramatic feelings and memories...The only thing that could be worse than that is group therapy. I don't even know if I should bother because I know I'll be resistant to it. I just really hate that this has become part of my identity. I hate everything about it, really. I'm a very reticent person and I don't like calling attention to myself...I do recognize that I need help, though.