Very timely post, for me. I spent the afternoon journaling about one of my traumatic situations and its affect on me. I kept blanking out on words, drifting between present and past tense, writing to myself and then my mother, switching from writing a poem to prose- I was all over the place!!!
In some cases I switched from first person ("This is what happened to me") to third person ("Then this happened to him"). I feel like I left a roadkill of words and thoughts and memories along the way, but eventually I got from point A to point B- and now I'm not sure I can ever share it with anyone, although I'd like to share it with my therapist and perhaps in one of these forums. I can't even think of which heading to put it under.