[TombE]

Why do I constantly doubt myself that this even happened? I KNOW it happened. Hell, I KNOW that I KNOW it happened. I'm a very logical person. However, I constantly doubt this whole thing. Maybe it was a dream? Maybe I made it up? Maybe it didn't happen the way I thought? WHY?! Why do I keep thinking like this when I KNOW what happened?! It is driving me CRAZY! . It makes me nervous that I keep doubting myself. How do you overcome this? I have no idea what to do with myself.

[Big Mama]

I understand, I think. I was sexually abused as a child, I think. I can remember things that no child should have knowledge of. I did things as a small child that little kids don't do. I remember playing with baby dolls in so WRONG kind of ways. I told my T about this just recently. I have doubts about what happened, I don't know who did what, but I think something happened, and even though all the signs are there I still question did it happen. but deep down inside I know it did, It had to have. The T agrees I have all the sighs of someone who has been threw child sexual abuse except the hard proof of who and how.

So not to rob your thread, I do know how you feel. Unfortunately I don't know what to do about it. I have some of the same concerns you do.

If u need to talk to someone just let me know. I don't know if I can help but I do know I can understand and listen.

[lindastyles]

I have the same feeling although I know who my dad. My uncle but it feels like a dream like maybe I made it up. Or it was just a night mare. But deep down I know its true. But I read about false memorys and think my t put it in my head. Maybe not wanting to remember is why I feel this way. I really know it did but still trying to hide it from myself

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[Soulsisters]

Hi,

I am 46 and recently remembered about my grandfathers abuse while I was very ill.

We all have found ways to deal. When I was young I gave him a different face so that he wasn't my grandfather . I could still love that man. When my oldest son who is now 17 was about 2 we were in the grocery store. He was in the cart and I was in a hurry. I came around the isle really fast and ran straight into the face of the man that hurt me. I had no idea at the time why I was so scared of this man. I actually screamed, picked up my son and ran out of the store. I shook violently in the car for 45 min.

That man in the store must have thought I was nuts. Hell, I thought I was nuts. But for some strange reason he was the face I made up.

I am not afraid of the face, my grandfather, or anyone else. Bad stuff happens. We can't fix it.

Be kind to yourself. You didn't do anything wrong, let it go.

Life has so much to offer you, don't worry any longer