Well, my current therapist said she could not help me with what is going on now. She had no advice to offer, other than to say that it is a horrible situation, she agreed with that much of what I said anyway.
So, I am in the process of trying to procure a TRAUMA SPECIALIST. I will be evaluated on the 5th of October, so as to prove to my insurance company that I need the above. Then I will probably have to wait until one is available. How long all of this will take, I have no clue.
I am not doing all that well right now, though I am not doing that badly either. It is kind of one of those things where my mood is somewhere in the middle of the road. I am not angry. I have wanted to cry, but I can't. Crying is so very difficult for me, that I have rarely if ever been able to do it. Abusers and non-abusers alike have made it so very unacceptable for me to cry, that it is nearly impossible for me to do so. Even when I was told by a Dr. that my beloved husband of 23 years was dying, I was not allowed to cry! The Dr. who informed me of this fact was uncomfortable with me breaking into sobs in the middle of the ICU, and made it clear that this was NOT the place for such emotion.
I cried one tear for his death, later on, when it did actually take place. Same with my mother's death. I did sob for 20 minutes when I thought I was in a safe place, after my father had died, only to find out that I was no longer welcome there, "because you cannot control your emotions."
So, since tears are not possible for me, and anger never was, I don't quite know what emotion I am experiencing. However, I am sure, that if anyone were here to hear it or witness it, it would not be welcome or wanted by that person either, so I might as well just not emote. Period.
Sometime, someplace, someone will finally be able to deal with my emotions. I imagine that person will be Jesus. But until then, when I get There, I guess I am out of luck.