Yay Myzen! That sounds positively healthy.

My mom was my abuser. I saw her fairly recently, and it finally hit me, what everyone has tried to tell me for years: She can't hurt me anymore. She's going on 76 years old, I have 4 inches and (sadly) probably 100 pounds on her, her vision and hearing are disappearing, she had a hip replacement a few years ago that she didn't take care of and now she can barely walk again -- she's an old woman and there's nothing she can do to me anymore, at least physically.

But while some of the panic attacks I've had this week have come from stress or overwork or whatever, at least one came because I was having a flashback to the abuse. I don't know how to get around that. Rationally, I can tell myself I'm fine now, but when your mind convinces you you're still back there, I don't know how to tell it it's not.

If you have any ideas on that, I'd love to hear them. :-)

Candy