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....
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