new old feelings...
I can't write much right now. I had therapy. The first really hard session of my prolonged exposure therapy.
I had to tell my therapist about that night behind the building. More than once.
New old feelings. That is how I would describe how I feel right now.
It's been quite a while since I revisited the rape in as much detail as I did this afternoon. Now I am dealing with anxiety, fear, pain, anger, and memories.
Now, I feel scraped raw.
And totally drained.