Freida
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It's being forced to watch that's just undoing me right now. Watching someone else go thru it, knowing they cant escape, listening to them scream, seeing every moment and not being allowed to look away.. I know in one way Im lucky because I didn't know her and that many of you had to watch loved ones or friends go thru it. I can't even imagine how soul crushing that would be.
I've made peace with the survivor guilt and the not telling anyone and blah blah and i thought i knew what actually happened to her. I thought I watched it all unfold. But then I did emdr and tore the lid right off that lie. At the time I was so terrified over what was going to happen next that I never really registered what was happening to her. My job was to understand the instructional part of the video, not to acknowledge the person in it. That was the whole basis of my survivor guilt.
But now?
It's still pretty foggy but oh my god. The things that I saw that man do to her. The pain and anguish he put her thru. The vile, disgusting things he made her do. How he used his tools to cause terror and agony and humiliation. Forcing her to cooperate so he could get it on film. And the screaming. They were in some kind of warehouse, so she didn't have to be gagged. She could scream. For hours and hours, until her voice broke and she couldn't make a sound..
I couldn't ever look away because looking away meant Punishment. So I had to watch as he destroyed her. He spent hours torturing her and he enjoyed every minute of it. He would look at the camera and laugh and smile. Little by little as she got weaker, it was like she was just dissolving into nothingness. And the more she wasted away the worse things got as he worked to get the reactions he wanted. And at the end, when he was done with her, he picked her up for the camera, cut her throat, dropped her and just left her in a pool of blood, and walked off. Because she didn't matter after that.
I'm not gonna lie. I'm really struggling with this.
Really struggling.
And really hoping the memories don't get any clearer.
But I don't think I'm going to be that lucky.
I've made peace with the survivor guilt and the not telling anyone and blah blah and i thought i knew what actually happened to her. I thought I watched it all unfold. But then I did emdr and tore the lid right off that lie. At the time I was so terrified over what was going to happen next that I never really registered what was happening to her. My job was to understand the instructional part of the video, not to acknowledge the person in it. That was the whole basis of my survivor guilt.
But now?
It's still pretty foggy but oh my god. The things that I saw that man do to her. The pain and anguish he put her thru. The vile, disgusting things he made her do. How he used his tools to cause terror and agony and humiliation. Forcing her to cooperate so he could get it on film. And the screaming. They were in some kind of warehouse, so she didn't have to be gagged. She could scream. For hours and hours, until her voice broke and she couldn't make a sound..
I couldn't ever look away because looking away meant Punishment. So I had to watch as he destroyed her. He spent hours torturing her and he enjoyed every minute of it. He would look at the camera and laugh and smile. Little by little as she got weaker, it was like she was just dissolving into nothingness. And the more she wasted away the worse things got as he worked to get the reactions he wanted. And at the end, when he was done with her, he picked her up for the camera, cut her throat, dropped her and just left her in a pool of blood, and walked off. Because she didn't matter after that.
I'm not gonna lie. I'm really struggling with this.
Really struggling.
And really hoping the memories don't get any clearer.
But I don't think I'm going to be that lucky.