Real time reflections as I process overwhelming emotions.
After decades of disassociation from the effects of my childhood abuse, I started having flashbacks. That was nine months ago. At first, they were just images, memories that I saw but didn’t actually remember, then they became physical. I could feel them; sense them I talked about them a little with my therapist, I mentioned... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I don't have many words for the chaos in my head as I deal with the long-term effects of childhood sexual abuse. Chaos. That is really the only word I can think of to describe it. The simplicity of Haiku helps me slow down the emotional onslaught. Here are a few I've jotted down... Continue Reading →
I fight my emotions, a lot. All the emotions that are bottled up inside. When they get intense I get hung up on the fact that I actually feel them rather than allowing myself to process and deal with what has caused them to begin with. It has been my biggest struggle in therapy, feeling my... Continue Reading →