I had difficulty with acceptance too. I began to journal, but my journal entries were always in rhyme. This was one of my first ones:
I was feeling so stressed and had hurt for so long
That I went to get help--I knew something was wrong
My children, it seemed, had been abused by my dad
Clearly I had been too. I was angry and sad
But I couldn't see how, it just wasn't possible
That a person like I could be a multiple
My husband was talking about our family's life
The pain in my heart was like a sharp knife
I thought to myself 'this is just a bad dream'
Then I had an abreaction and heard myself scream
by Cherry
My mood today includes anxiety and depression.