<font color="blue"> </font> I feel like my world is falling apart. This summer during a meditative type imagery exercise with my T, I was bombarded with a memory of when I was raped. I was so overwhelmed by pain that I couldn't even tell my T about it. On the way home, I suffered such severe flashbacks and got lost. I was having a panic attack and had to pull over twice because I got physically sick. At that point, I didn't know whether I wanted to make it home. I finally did make it and have since been working on this with my T.

I was 15 and was riding my bike to my Gramma's and was raped by 4 men. I never told anyone about it because one of them said they would kill my Gramma if I did. I somehow buried that so deeply that when it came up again, I feel like I'm reliving parts of that terrible day every day. I have lost 30 lbs and have a lot of trouble sleeping and dream that they are in my bedroom, but it doesn't seem like a dream. I feel as though I am wide awake. I have been so sad and my marriage is suffering because of this. It has been 3 months since all this came up and I see my T weekly, which helps, but I feel so alone in this pain because I still can't talk about what happened to anyone but my T. Has anyone else gone through something similar, and if so, did you ever get back to "living" again? Thanks for listening .........