CarlaMarie
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I've done that. I kept moving forward. Three months in a psychiatric hospital at sixteen for drug and alcohol dependancy/anxiety. My only request not to return home again. One year in state group home for drug dependant adolescents. Please understand how truly grateful I feel for having been "raised" by the therapists at Survival and then Bridge. It truly was a gift.
I didn't know what PTSD was at the time and i don't think they did either. I didn't know what I experienced was disasiation and depersonalization. I never truly trusted anyone to tell the truth to about what was really going on with me.
Adventually I just forgot all about that stuff and kept moving forward. I became what I thought was a strong independant woman. It is hard to explan what it felt like to be me. In some ways I know what it feels like to be two separte people. For a long time I had no idea that I was that child. I had absolutely no connection with myself as a child. I was back hanging out with my family. My Mother found out about the sexual abuse when I was 21. She left my step father. She asked me if it happened to me and I had absolutley no answer for her and no recoglection of what happened. What I did do was help her leave my step father because she was a battered woman and I worked in social services and my old boss ran a battered woman's center. It took her awhile and he stalked her for months. He adventually got alzhimers and died.
Anyway, I will let go. I have to go through the process. I guess part of my process is to get mad and sad at the ones who blew it. And get it out of me! Thankyou for listening and being patient with my recovery process. It stinks being alone with atuff.
I didn't know what PTSD was at the time and i don't think they did either. I didn't know what I experienced was disasiation and depersonalization. I never truly trusted anyone to tell the truth to about what was really going on with me.
Adventually I just forgot all about that stuff and kept moving forward. I became what I thought was a strong independant woman. It is hard to explan what it felt like to be me. In some ways I know what it feels like to be two separte people. For a long time I had no idea that I was that child. I had absolutely no connection with myself as a child. I was back hanging out with my family. My Mother found out about the sexual abuse when I was 21. She left my step father. She asked me if it happened to me and I had absolutley no answer for her and no recoglection of what happened. What I did do was help her leave my step father because she was a battered woman and I worked in social services and my old boss ran a battered woman's center. It took her awhile and he stalked her for months. He adventually got alzhimers and died.
Anyway, I will let go. I have to go through the process. I guess part of my process is to get mad and sad at the ones who blew it. And get it out of me! Thankyou for listening and being patient with my recovery process. It stinks being alone with atuff.