Welp that was fun
I was talking with my mom this morning about my therapy appointment tomorrow. She asked if I was going to do anything special this week. I explained how I sent my therapist some journal prompts and the answers.. she asked what kind and I explained that I'm doing shadow work and healing my inner child. That set her off about how I had a great childhood and nobody ever mistreated me. I knew that was the end of my conversation so I said I would talk to her later and I hung up. She texted me some very angry words.
But then I started thinking about my childhood. And my girlfriend asked why I was upset so I told her a little about what my dad did when I was younger. And that triggered my PTSD flashbacks. It didn't last long, just enough to piss me off.
My dad was a mean man with lots of friends. Nobody knew he was beating me. My sister's would run screaming to their room when he hit me. But they don't remember it.
But now I'm trying to process it and get on with my day. Cuz thinking about it isn't healthy.