Now I'm back and am struggling about whether to talk about my therapy session this week. It was difficult. To say the least. And it was very frustrating. You see, I got to "meet" the part of me that is trying to keep me safe from the trauma...in my mind's eye anyway. I really feel like I want to talk about 'her' but every time I try and put the words down, something is holding me back.
Hmmm...maybe tomorrow.
I'm tired...and 'she's' tired. After all, she's been keeping me safe for 35 years...she deserves to be a little tired.
I hope your son gets better soon
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