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Hey All,
I have been super busy with exams and everything lately. How is everyone? I have been coping with some a new counselor whom I like very much. He is an expert here in my area on ptsd. He seems to be really understanding and the other day my mother joined us for a session. She was really very nice and understanding which I was rather surprsed about considering she is an academic type. Well she is actually a professor of chemistry.
I actually have a confession. I have not yet told my therapist about the rape that occurred when I was a freshman in college. It has been about three years since, however I still cant talk about it. I wonder should I tell him? I dont really know what to do. I feel uncomfortable about talking about it. Last time I confided in a group of young women whom had shared experiecnes I sobbed and couldnt control myself. I am looking for some advice here perhaps from another survivor of sexual abuse?
My doctor also advised me against going back to Africa this summer. I am pretty bummed about this beacuse I had won a fellowship to go back and work. I guess I will get along alright though. I am going to be working here with some organizations specializing in HIV/AIDS outreach.
I wish I could find some people my age who I could confide in. It is ever so difficult to find people my age with similar experiences in my home town. I feel like the 21 year olds I know do not care about anyone or the world around them. I guess its just that they have not seen what I have.
The other day I had a panic attack. There was a huge van in fron of my mothers car with a padlock. I become extremely aggitated thinking the van was going to open and men would appear with AK's. My therepist told me this is normal. I wish I could stop seeing these pictures in my head though.
My mom bought me the wrong shampoo the other day and I didnt notice until I was in the shower. The smell of the shampoo reminded me of the place I took a shower in Rwanda. Where people had hid from the genocidaires. The smell made me cry and become really nervous. I bought a differnt kind.
Well Hope you are all doing well and this forum is so wonderful for me to write down these thoughts.
I have been super busy with exams and everything lately. How is everyone? I have been coping with some a new counselor whom I like very much. He is an expert here in my area on ptsd. He seems to be really understanding and the other day my mother joined us for a session. She was really very nice and understanding which I was rather surprsed about considering she is an academic type. Well she is actually a professor of chemistry.
I actually have a confession. I have not yet told my therapist about the rape that occurred when I was a freshman in college. It has been about three years since, however I still cant talk about it. I wonder should I tell him? I dont really know what to do. I feel uncomfortable about talking about it. Last time I confided in a group of young women whom had shared experiecnes I sobbed and couldnt control myself. I am looking for some advice here perhaps from another survivor of sexual abuse?
My doctor also advised me against going back to Africa this summer. I am pretty bummed about this beacuse I had won a fellowship to go back and work. I guess I will get along alright though. I am going to be working here with some organizations specializing in HIV/AIDS outreach.
I wish I could find some people my age who I could confide in. It is ever so difficult to find people my age with similar experiences in my home town. I feel like the 21 year olds I know do not care about anyone or the world around them. I guess its just that they have not seen what I have.
The other day I had a panic attack. There was a huge van in fron of my mothers car with a padlock. I become extremely aggitated thinking the van was going to open and men would appear with AK's. My therepist told me this is normal. I wish I could stop seeing these pictures in my head though.
My mom bought me the wrong shampoo the other day and I didnt notice until I was in the shower. The smell of the shampoo reminded me of the place I took a shower in Rwanda. Where people had hid from the genocidaires. The smell made me cry and become really nervous. I bought a differnt kind.
Well Hope you are all doing well and this forum is so wonderful for me to write down these thoughts.