@Bloomy, I'm so proud of you for your strength and persistence! Like
@stp2012 says, it's not bad to experience reminders of things that are so painful and traumatic. It simply is a fact of living with PTSD. But you have come such a long way, as you acknowledge. You can be reminded of such terrible things, and feel overwhelmingly sad, AND differentiate the past from the present. It sounds like although there were some strong physiological responses to the memory, you were able to "remember" rather than "reexperience." That is progress, and something that makes you stronger in the here and now, and better able to move forward creating a life worth living! Yay, Bloomy!
I find that with therapy, I am better able to remember and not reexperience. When I am having FBs where I am really reexperiencing the memory, it is so hard to function in that moment, and it usually sends me to bed for days. That's not a good plan for keeping a job!!! But, when I remember something, I still feel overwhelming grief and sadness, and sometimes anger, but I am better able to stay present. That helps me to "recover" from the strong emotions faster, as well as remind myself that I am safe now.
The fact is, our past IS painful and traumatic, and we DO still have to deal with the aftermath of how it continues to affect our lives. But with that distance you mentioned (seeing it from the outside instead of the inside, remembering instead if reexperiencing) we are better able to function in our own lives. It sounds like this memory, this FB cued by the music, was a good opportunity for you to feel and acknowledge just how much progress you have made in your life.
And it is never too late! Never too late to go back to school, to find a job you can feel good about, to create a new, safe and loving life for you and your daughter. I'm proud of you!
It has also helped me to find more compassion for myself when I look at my little niece, who is the age (4-5) I was when I was first molested. She is so small, so tiny and vulnerable. She is so innocent. I have to remember that I was innocent, too. It is harder for me to have self-compassion for the self I was at older ages, 11 years old, 14-15 years old, etc. I'm not around children that age anymore, and I have a hard time connecting to how young, vulnerable and innocent kids are, even at those older ages. I have to remember that even though I was put into adult situations and forced to do things even an adult shouldn't have to do, I was still an innocent child, like my niece, like your daughter, like all of us were.
Good for you, Bloomy, for processing this traumatic memory so well. I'm sad that this happened to you, and that you feel sad and struggle at times, but I'm so glad to hear of your progress and to witness how you processed this FB/memory. Keep up the good work, Bloomy! :hug: