So anyways. Had a flashback. Not really a visual one. More an emotional one. If you know what I mean. While the hubby and I were... you know.
Anyways, I was all of the sudden in the horrible state of mind I was 2 years ago when my trauma happened. I started crying... though he didnt see me. Now Im just feeling very unloved and used. I feel violated and scared. It sucks cause I love my husband and he doesnt make me feel that way, but the feelings are being directed at him and our physical relationship. This hasnt happened in quite a while. A funny feeling here and there or a brief visual flashback sometimes. But this whole state of mind going back and staying back is crazy. Its been 20 min and I still dont want to go to bed. I took an Adavan, but I still cant sleep, especially next to him and its not fare. its not his fault. I did tell him about my attack, briefly a couple weeks ago the night I went to the hospital. He was supportive, but it was very vague and in the midst of uncontrollable crying. Anyway. This just sucks. Im pissed off about this. He must be dying. Just now coming to my senses. He must think hes done something awful. I wouldnt look at him or talk to him right after and now he hears me in here typing away at whoever. He must feel awful bad. I better go talk to him. Before he thinks something horrible. Later guys.
Anyways, I was all of the sudden in the horrible state of mind I was 2 years ago when my trauma happened. I started crying... though he didnt see me. Now Im just feeling very unloved and used. I feel violated and scared. It sucks cause I love my husband and he doesnt make me feel that way, but the feelings are being directed at him and our physical relationship. This hasnt happened in quite a while. A funny feeling here and there or a brief visual flashback sometimes. But this whole state of mind going back and staying back is crazy. Its been 20 min and I still dont want to go to bed. I took an Adavan, but I still cant sleep, especially next to him and its not fare. its not his fault. I did tell him about my attack, briefly a couple weeks ago the night I went to the hospital. He was supportive, but it was very vague and in the midst of uncontrollable crying. Anyway. This just sucks. Im pissed off about this. He must be dying. Just now coming to my senses. He must think hes done something awful. I wouldnt look at him or talk to him right after and now he hears me in here typing away at whoever. He must feel awful bad. I better go talk to him. Before he thinks something horrible. Later guys.