Don't beat yourself up for holding the details in. It is all about feeling safe. It took 12 years before I could even start articulating some of the crap that I went through. There are still details that I hold inside and can't describe to anyone... just because it is too scary to even think of them, let alone talk about it.

Over the years, I have told my story to my husband, my therapist, and my pdoc.... every time I tell my stories, it gets a little less difficult to accept, a little safer to add in more of the details.