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Originally Posted by ThisWayOut
What do you do with details that hit you again in the middle of the night?
I feel stupid. I called my t and left a message asking how she feels about details because my last t didn't want to know them... I feel stupid coz it's the middle of the night and I could have waited till our session to ask her, but I've been meaning to ask for a while now and never got to it. I feel stupid because it's easier to talk to her voice mail than it is to her. I feel stupid because that's the third call this week... I should have it more together by now  |
It's hard, and you're not stupid.
I write stuff down to share with my T later. I am lucky that mine accepts e-mails.
When I wake up in the middle of the night, pulse racing, nightmare turning into a night terror and I feel like my brain is about to explode out of my skull, I call the local crisis line. They are nice, and help me talk it through.
Please try not to be too hard on yourself. Two things my T said to me, that I have considered and started to embrace:
1. I can't have gone through what I went through and expect it NOT to greatly effect me. It's OK that I am a little bit of a mess.
2. I am the hero of my story. I survived it, and have gone on to be a good person, even if I have scars and ghosts.
I am sure these apply to you as well.