It would be nice if we could leave it in our memory wouldn't it. But it is better if you tell some one. I look at is as "I am giving it away" so it can no longer eat away at me. I was raped when I was 15 by an older boyfriend, more times then I can count. I didn't tell anyone for 20+ years. It ate at me, it set quietly in my head, it silently consumed my thoughts, it affected every relationship I had after that. UNTIL.... I gave it away, I gave it life, I gave it words, I gave it to my T. I shared it and now less of it lives inside of me. It still lives in me, but not as much of it. Now I can make sure it is not what I think about in romantic relationships, I can know I am not a fault, I know I am not alone, it is no longer my secret. These may not sound like huge things but over time they can slowly take away from your contentment with the life you live.

If you have a T talk about this please. If you don't have a T I would seriously consider one.