Memories and Therapy TW
He knew I was not going to respond, I never responded. Hell I was a child. I am trying to figure out when it happened and when it stopped. I guess the age would give me more of an idea of things. I just wish I would have said something then. Maybe it would have stopped sooner, maybe my life would be different now. Woulda coulda shoulda
I stared writing this entry a couple weeks ago but stopped. It was hard trying to remember, my hands would shake and I would get sick to my stomach. My T tells me to keep writing, to allow the anger and memories to flow. Having random thoughts right now unable to stay on topic. I want to remember yet I want to forget at the same time.