Tonight I am tense. I am barely able to breathe. I am dizzy. I feel like whatever is going on inside of me cannot be contained by the confines of my body. I feel a little like I am going crazy.
Today I had only three flashbacks. I could actually feel what I felt so many years ago. I had nightmares last night and woke disoriented and panicked. I have been paralyzed by my warring thoughts and emotions. Yes, this all happened/No, this couldn’t possibly have happened. My dad did things he should not have done/Not my dad! He loved me! My feelings are normal/I’m just trying to get attention.
I think I should call my counselor tomorrow, or maybe even tonight, but I don’t know what to say.
It is too much. I want to curl up into myself and escape. I want to not feel for a while. I crave release.