piratelady
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I’ve gone silent. Here, in my personal journal at home, in therapy. I can’t make myself say what is in my head, what I need to say.
Therapist and I agree, we’re at my core issue. The worst of the abuse that, as he says, has its fingers in so many other areas of my life. He is trying to get me to believe it wasn’t my fault. I do believe that, mostly. With it comes so many feelings that I can’t deal with though. Ideally I would deal with them in therapy.
A couple of weeks ago we talked through it again, how it was step-dad1’s fault. He asked me to say it. To say “It was
Well, you get it. I can’t though. I can’t say it, I can’t write it, I can’t type it. The minute I approach writing or saying that statement above my heart races, I get really tense, and I freeze. I can’t do it.
The problem is I can’t walk away from it either. It’s like I’ve swam out into the middle of the pool and I can’t make myself keep swimming to the other side, but can I swim back to the shallow end either.
I can’t journal about much else either. Like here, this is the most I’ve said in ages. If I try to talk about what’s in my head, the trauma, how I feel, anything, the same thing happens, I freeze up. I can’t make myself do it.
The problem is this is unbearable. I need help through this. That’s the only my way I know to make this hurt and turmoil stop.
Does anyone have any ideas. Please help.
Therapist and I agree, we’re at my core issue. The worst of the abuse that, as he says, has its fingers in so many other areas of my life. He is trying to get me to believe it wasn’t my fault. I do believe that, mostly. With it comes so many feelings that I can’t deal with though. Ideally I would deal with them in therapy.
A couple of weeks ago we talked through it again, how it was step-dad1’s fault. He asked me to say it. To say “It was
Well, you get it. I can’t though. I can’t say it, I can’t write it, I can’t type it. The minute I approach writing or saying that statement above my heart races, I get really tense, and I freeze. I can’t do it.
The problem is I can’t walk away from it either. It’s like I’ve swam out into the middle of the pool and I can’t make myself keep swimming to the other side, but can I swim back to the shallow end either.
I can’t journal about much else either. Like here, this is the most I’ve said in ages. If I try to talk about what’s in my head, the trauma, how I feel, anything, the same thing happens, I freeze up. I can’t make myself do it.
The problem is this is unbearable. I need help through this. That’s the only my way I know to make this hurt and turmoil stop.
Does anyone have any ideas. Please help.