I 1st went to InterAct back in June. This past Wednesday, I had my 1st meeting with my Case Manager. As I talked and she listened, little details long since forgotten came to me.
We talked about emotions attached to rape and sexual assault. We talked about talking about it aloud. I got homework.
She gave me info about anger to read which was mind blowing. Then I got an assignment. Write a letter to him. I wasn’t sure how that would go but I attack “homework” and honestly, am so stoked to bust through this, you don’t even know.
So I started writing. 7 pages worth. Lots of realizations.
Then I read it aloud, a separate instruction. Yowch! But I did it. Twice. Pretty sure the stuck energy is related to this, not mom, though mom is still intertwined.
Lots of praying, reading, speaking. Getting my “sea legs” in the voice department. I discovered why it means so much to write. It’s my voice. And I have a lot to say. But first, I need to heal and reclaim my life!