I didn’t lose my mind while relaying my story.
I told the Cliff Note version. It was succinct and to the point. I got out what I needed to in order to open the proverbial door to help. I reached out. We spent the hour and a half just allowing me to talk while he listened.
He told me that I was battering the “little girl” inside me…by refusing to acknowledge her pain. Told me that I was hurting her no different than Tony hurt “her”. Only until I acknowledge her existance and pain will I begin to heal.
I am going to undergo a process called “EMDR” which has been found to be very helpful in extracting feelings in those who have suffered Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
To me, it seems kind of hokey, almost like hypnosis, but I am willing to give it a shot. Whatever it takes at this time, I promised myself to stay open to it.
We’ll see how it goes.