Friday, November 14, 2008

Therapy

Who said life would be better and easier after therapy.....or during.....

No one? Okay, well it's like this. It is hard. Hard sometimes to make myself go and other times I can't wait for my next session. Sometimes I feel like I blew money because we just sit and talk about crap. Other times I come out shaking and maybe crying.

She says I have post traumatic stress disorder. From over ten years of abuse from J. That blew me away and caused me a lot of distress. So after 15 years with Bill, I still suffer because of that ass? No way. That can't be true. No way he can still have any control over my life.

No. But yet....and I guess my mom has set me up for J. Her hitting me set me up for J hitting me? Hmmm....