A few days ago I made a choice to respond to a post on here, truthfully and honestly.
For me not something that happens very often. It wasn't intentional but seeing someone
else struggle through nightmares like I have, I couldn't just keep my mouth shut and let her feel alone. I've been alone with this problem for the best part of 20 years and it's drained me of anything resembling a life!
About a year ago I went to see a therapist and told her about being raped when I was 13, she was wonderful and helped me so much but it brought the memories of being abused when I was 7 back into the front of my mind. I have tried for years to recovery from anorexia/bulimia and now my anxiety is so bad that I can turn on a dime and be the most horrid person in the world. I'm so angry all the time and in so much pain (that no one ever seems to notice) I just can't see a way out.
I don't know if it's still plaguing my thoughts because no one knows about it. I'm terrified to tell anyone as it was a friend of my family that abused me. please if anyone has experience or advice I'd be so grateful.