Thank you for answering, but I am really not doing well at all!
I have a busy day today. Full on all day, and much of it requiring me to put on a show of normality, when in my brain i am being brutally bashed :(
Parents' evening later, and I have a tutoring lesson to give as well. But my face is red, my eyes barely open, my head aches, etc. etc.
I just wish I could have an accident, serious enough to give me a week in hospital with no questions asked.
I am so alone in this agony. It is just too much to tell and no one in rl I could tell it to (except my counsellor) so I just suffer and shake and convulse all alone.
If only I knew for sure what happened that night. Again, my diary shed more light, but even at the time I was fuddled about it. I'm never going to know, am I?
Plus, my lovy counsellor accidentally said 'the word' yesterday and I had a huge panic attack. That's partly why I can't cope now. But I don't want to tell her how much I'm suffering because she'll just feel guilty and it was an honest mistake. So, there's another pain I have to bottle up.
How is the rest of the world just carrying on? I am sick in my head.
As I tried to explain yesterday (in counselling), what happened to me with my ex h was possibly worse and certainly more life threatening. But at least I remember clearly so I can file it away. This 1997 incident could have been dealt with by now, if only I could remember exactly what he did to me. According to my diary, I found bruises and scratches, but no idea how they came about as individuals.
Sorry, I just needed to type that out. Just be grateful I have not typed out what was read to me yesterday. It was beyond disgusting :(
If you are reading, thank you xx