Trigger.. mention of abuse




I remember very little of my childhood. About 10 years back, out of the clear blue sky, I remembered a situation involving my father. When I told him about it and asked "what was up with that?" He said, he didn't know- he didn't remember, but he apologized for doing it. So, I know the memory was real because he acknowledged it and because it came back so completely and clearly and strong when it came into my memory.

I have since, in the past year or 2 had other such experiences where bits of situations pop into my head. They are 10 second memories at best, but so real..... but I don't know to trust them or not. They are flashes of being smacked around and having my hair pulled and my head banged up against the wall, bu they're just that. FLASHES. I know this kind of abuse was rampant in our family, but I remember it being done to my sisters and brothers, not to me, yet the flashes are of it happening to me.

It's a strange thing, but I so thankful it is.