Deep trauma is almost impossible to talk about. My big issue is pity. I've had people read my history and I get sad puppy dog eyes and pity statements. Sometimes I just blurt out the high points to get it over with and say "see, I'm still alive so don't look at me like that." I knew I had the right psychiatrist when after he read my inpatient history he simply said, "I'm so sorry you had to go through all this. I can't erase it but together we can help you cope with it." He treated me like an adult, didn't dismiss my trauma, understood it was never going away, but offered a way to live along side it. He's been true to his word. I tell him everything. Even things I thought could never be said. He doesn't pity me.