Why, when after so much work, so much effort, so much time and pain does a wound you healed re-open?
Why, just as things falling into place, does something have to make you fall apart?
This is the rape and abuse forum.
Maybe, had I discovered SF a few years ago, I would have written and read here. But by the time I found SF I had licked my wounds.
Until 3/4 weeks ago, flashbacks were a rare occurrence. I had panic attacks under control and the best part was that the nightmares and terrors had ceased.
I had begun to trust again.
I had begun to live again.
I don't understand why its happened again. Not the same at all as before but the way its affecting me is the same.
I can't be touched by anyone again.
I don't like it when people look at me.
I can't really talk to guys anymore.
I don't want to leave my bed let alone leave my room or go outside.
I'm still trying. Still fighting but it hurts so much. Its so hard.
I REALLY HATE THIS!
Why, just as things falling into place, does something have to make you fall apart?
This is the rape and abuse forum.
Maybe, had I discovered SF a few years ago, I would have written and read here. But by the time I found SF I had licked my wounds.
Until 3/4 weeks ago, flashbacks were a rare occurrence. I had panic attacks under control and the best part was that the nightmares and terrors had ceased.
I had begun to trust again.
I had begun to live again.
I don't understand why its happened again. Not the same at all as before but the way its affecting me is the same.
I can't be touched by anyone again.
I don't like it when people look at me.
I can't really talk to guys anymore.
I don't want to leave my bed let alone leave my room or go outside.
I'm still trying. Still fighting but it hurts so much. Its so hard.
I REALLY HATE THIS!