I was working with my therapist with my dd. She had agreed to help me if I got into trouble with trying to write my story. I thought if I once wrote it all out I would be able to move on from there. Instead I was triggering myself and getting worse and worse off. Eventually she had me eased into coming and getting therapy for myself cos as she insists I am worth it. I didn't realize how bad off I was or how close to the edge of sanity I had gotten. I want to deal with this s$!t and move on.