I was reading a book about survivors and getting through it and just....stuff.
Well, I had a flashback....It was of my abuser and he was yelling at me, "THEN GET THE HELL OUT AND GO TO BED". I just see myself running out of the room. The only thing I can think of is that I refused to do....something....and he got mad.
This was the first time I have a memory of him saying anything at all to me around the time when the abuse happening. I mean, the two memories I have, there are no words spoken...then this.

I just worry about what memory will come next. I just wish I could go through the healing process without flashbacks and memories...I just hate them so much!!

BJ