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Have any of you ever shared too much? How has your willingness to share your story affected you, or the person you were telling?
This sharing business is pretty new to me. I have never really been ashamed to admit that my mother and i were abused, but i never really gave any details. This is my first go in the forums and i have never been in any kind of therapy. Recently, though i was overwhelmed with a flood of memories that had been more or less overlooked. Not repressed. I just never acknowledged how much they affected me. I suddenly was breaking down. it was an amazing healing process. Now i have decided to share my story and write a memoir. Uncovering and reevaluating these memories has been incredibly enlightening, and i think the insight i am bringing to such a difficult topic could be useful to others with troubled pasts. My only concern is that I go too far. I want to portray my story accurately and in full detail, and discuss the effects of these things on a small boy. What I have written thus far is gritty and real. I worry that it is too dark for those that have not been there, and too close to the vest for those that know where I’m coming from. I don’t want to upset or trigger survivors, and I don’t want to offend others, but i want people on both sides of that fence to see into that world most of don’t want to see. As you all know that world is very real. when victims hide from it they build up yucky emotions and personality disorders. When non victims hide from it they ignore the fact that this is happening around them and nothing is being done about. they miss the signs in the lives of those little ones that suffer in silence. Tell me what you think. How far is too far? Would you read a book like I am describing? |
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People have the choice to read what you write or not. I would say write what you want.
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the most amazing thing about free speach is that you can write anything you want. If someone don't want to know it, then just don't read it.
It remembers me of a true story, The People versus Larry Flint. Even made into a movie. Now, if that may affect how people see you, most certainly some will, but the truth is the truth, and it's up to you how you want people to react to your story. You get to tell them "hey, don't feel sorry for me, i want sympathy not pity". Natascha Kampusch says some things about it (and media as a whole) in her book and how she hated being victimized, but got her own words in out. I think it's worth it, if the intention is to have closure.
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You know, I tend to accidentally go too far when I'm telling a story. I've never said anything out loud about any abuse I've suffered, mostly because I feel like whomever I'm talking to shouldn't have to carry my emotional luggage. But whenever I start talking about something, I never seem to be able to stop. I usually end up regretting telling people old memories, whether they were happy or not. Especially if it's someone apart from my family. It feels like I lose a part of myself whenever I tell someone something very few people know about me.
Whenever I do type out anything that pertains to what happened in the past, I always want to make sure I'm as accurate and detailed as possible. It's difficult to be vague, because if I am vague, it makes me feel dirty. Like I'm trying to paint a picture for everyone else to read that might not feel the same if they'd had some other piece of knowledge. Personally, I love to hear about others' experiences. I'm always intrigued by their stories and how they coped (or how they didn't). Others, however, rarely feel the same. They tend to either push themselves away from me or push themselves towards me. The former is particularly painful, mostly because it was my choice to tell them what made them back off. Also because I don't want them to be afraid when they're near me. The latter, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. Those people tend to become clingy and view me as a little thing that they need to fret over and protect. I wouldn't be bothered by any stories you would have to tell. Like I said before, I like listening to stories- good and bad. If you're particularly worried about anything you have to say and whether it's too dark for others, you can always put it down as a trigger. Just don't be afraid to post anything. You shouldn't have to worry about censoring anything you have to say here. Here's my quick peek; hope it helps!
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