Hi, I found this site while searching for resources to help overcome the overwhelming emotions I've experienced since being attacked in my home recently. I had been visiting family for the weekend so I got home (live alone) late.
My house was hot so I opened the doors while the AC clicked on and when I came back into my living room, I saw a large figure and was immediately hit in the head repeatedly, knocked to the ground, and had a cord wrapped around my neck. By the grace of God, I was given a choice- My attacker would leave but if I dared call the police or sought justice, he would find me. He said he didn't want to hurt me and just wanted a quick "cash grab" so I agreed and pointed him to some of the valuables I had on hand.
I never filed the police report but I'm still overcome with fear, anger, guilt, sadness, anxiety, and pretty much every other emotion other than happiness or feeling safe. I'm staying with family now, but I fear the longer I refuse to move back into my house, the harder it will be. I was "okay" the first two nights but slowly, I'm feeling more and more afraid of everything, can't sleep at night, having nightmares when I do sleep, and overcome with emotions.
I know this wound is still fresh but I'm looking for support in any way I can. I've never experienced these feelings before. I'm a big guy, over 6 and a half feet tall and 300+ pounds, so I have always had this inherent sense of personal safety. I'm scared that these feelings are going to be a part of my new life and tirelessly and unsuccessfully trying to separate out the temporary vs permanent scars.
Thanks for reading and thanks for sharing all of your stories! I've already gained so much just by reading.
My house was hot so I opened the doors while the AC clicked on and when I came back into my living room, I saw a large figure and was immediately hit in the head repeatedly, knocked to the ground, and had a cord wrapped around my neck. By the grace of God, I was given a choice- My attacker would leave but if I dared call the police or sought justice, he would find me. He said he didn't want to hurt me and just wanted a quick "cash grab" so I agreed and pointed him to some of the valuables I had on hand.
I never filed the police report but I'm still overcome with fear, anger, guilt, sadness, anxiety, and pretty much every other emotion other than happiness or feeling safe. I'm staying with family now, but I fear the longer I refuse to move back into my house, the harder it will be. I was "okay" the first two nights but slowly, I'm feeling more and more afraid of everything, can't sleep at night, having nightmares when I do sleep, and overcome with emotions.
I know this wound is still fresh but I'm looking for support in any way I can. I've never experienced these feelings before. I'm a big guy, over 6 and a half feet tall and 300+ pounds, so I have always had this inherent sense of personal safety. I'm scared that these feelings are going to be a part of my new life and tirelessly and unsuccessfully trying to separate out the temporary vs permanent scars.
Thanks for reading and thanks for sharing all of your stories! I've already gained so much just by reading.