Brokensoul88
Bronze Member
I'm feeling very ashamed of myself right now, last night I plucked up the courage to advertise for someone to take away my old oven (yes this sounds random, stay with me). It meant that a man would most likely come to collect it meaning I would be allowing a man into my home whilst on my own. It was a man, he was overly familiar, having seen the pictures of kids (my nieces & nephews) as he walked in started saying "where are the kids, how many rooms do you have how many live here?" I suddenly panicked & thought "oh god if he finds out I live alone anything could happen." So I said "oh kids have popped out yeh three of us live here" which obviously exposed the lie straight away. He didn't seem to notice though thankfully, I tried to get him out as fast as possible & helped him get it in the car. He suddenly said "oh thank you" and hugged me!!! Who does that to a total stranger???? I practically ran back in the house & locked the door, checking all the windows & doors. I couldn't breathe & then there it was - body memories of the man who attacked me. I could feel his hands all over me & I lost it, I had a bath to try & distract myself but it did nothing, I couldn't stop the feelings so all I could think of was to start cutting (something I haven't done in a long time) and it helped for a while.....now I'm feeling disappointed in myself. I drank half a bottle of disarono last night to numb things. I promised my T I would take care of myself as in our last session I finally allowed her to read my account of what happened to me. In truth she showed the emotion I wish I could show, she cried and I felt so guilty for making her feel that but envious that she could. I have forced myself out today & walked around the shops torn between the want to go home away from people and the reluctance to return to an empty house to be alone with my thoughts. I am trying to resist the urge to cut again as I know the relief is fleeting and makes me feel worse.