tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post6347570114341513584..comments2023-11-05T02:58:24.622-06:00Comments on Single Mom finding herself.....: Years of therapy (Warning: Deep topic....)TxGambithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00752540661719905305noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-17649711326886566732007-06-20T23:23:00.000-05:002007-06-20T23:23:00.000-05:00Perhaps your dream wasn't meant in a literal manne...Perhaps your dream wasn't meant in a literal manner, but more figuratively. Maybe your inner self was trying to release some of the guilt in that you believed you had somehow asked for it to happen and wanted it to? <BR/><BR/>Not that you WANTED this to happen, but somewhere inside you've wondered if it was something you did/said that brought it on? <BR/><BR/>I don't know... I'm not a psychologist. <BR/><BR/>I think Susan is full of shit about you bringing someone home that is going to do this to your children. There are some sick fuckers out in the world; you just have to use common sense, watch for signs/symptoms, don't "assume" anything... and like you said... make sure you trust him. Pay attention to what the people you love/trust who are ALREADY in your life have to say as well.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, first time reader/commentor and now that I've totally left an obnoxiously long comment, I'm going to post now. <BR/><BR/>PS: You are amazing :).Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04931859412138777861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-73257843847945263502007-06-17T21:52:00.000-05:002007-06-17T21:52:00.000-05:00HUGS.ChristinaHUGS.<BR/>ChristinaMPPs Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02471979091802693623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-91383057183648127872007-06-12T12:56:00.000-05:002007-06-12T12:56:00.000-05:00It is usually someone we know and trust. I have n...It is usually someone we know and trust. I have not experienced anything like you have described, but it is something about which I am aware and concerned. It is hard to date and bring a man into the house with a child, especially a girl, when you know what can happen.The Exceptionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13758654167029552230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-25952926887259204052007-06-12T12:30:00.000-05:002007-06-12T12:30:00.000-05:00(((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))I do not have words for ...(((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))<BR/><BR/>I do not have words for much more.Treehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08674149698867826312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-28738474776917434022007-06-11T21:39:00.000-05:002007-06-11T21:39:00.000-05:00wow. your therapist will have a field day with th...wow. your therapist will have a field day with that one!! Thanks for sharing and please post what your therapist says if you're comfortable doing so. I think that as humans, we are all broken to some extent, and there is no shame in going in for periodic tune-ups.RunninOnEmptyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16417503305010859879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-61484150973954870882007-06-11T19:18:00.000-05:002007-06-11T19:18:00.000-05:00Sweetheart. It is never a stranger. It is always a...Sweetheart. It is never a stranger. It is always a trusted relative or another abused kid. It so permeates our society. <BR/><BR/>I struggle with it often, but I never felt like a victim. I feel like a part of my innocence was lost and I think it is a window on my bizarre adult relationship behavior (like how to be friends with a man without sex).<BR/><BR/>But I'm working on it. Just like you. Some day I'll post on it. But I'm just not ready. It seems like I tell every detail, but there are some things that are so disgusting I can't even bring them up.<BR/><BR/>Good for you! Get it out!Esmereldahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04230516815747612607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-38837739615445922932007-06-11T16:33:00.000-05:002007-06-11T16:33:00.000-05:00I really and truly appreciate the replies. I'm sur...I really and truly appreciate the replies. I'm sure it was hard for some of you to reply and it was hard for me even to put this out there. It is really opening myself up here. My grandmother would be sooo embarassed!<BR/><BR/>Jenny, Thanks! I'm so glad you replied!<BR/><BR/>Dodo, Thanks for coming by. I hope you will hanging around.<BR/><BR/>Aimee, I know a lot of your story. I don't quite struggle the way you do but I have been cheering you on all the way! You rock! I love you girl!TxGambithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00752540661719905305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-48270901177600284732007-06-11T15:14:00.000-05:002007-06-11T15:14:00.000-05:00Hi, I have so many feelings about this post but I ...Hi, I have so many feelings about this post but I am not really ready to talk about them myself, because things in my past are still bubbling and hurting and coming out in my dreams too (as you know). But I wanted you to know that I read this, I share your pain, and I hope you find peace. Hugs, sister.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16486438725653025356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-9028421482970277402007-06-11T09:56:00.000-05:002007-06-11T09:56:00.000-05:00hi. i came over here from a link on jenny's post a...hi. i came over here from a link on jenny's post about the meet up.<BR/><BR/>I've not read anything about you except this post but every line resonates with me. 99 days out of 100 i believe that that broken pieces of my brain/psyche will be with me to the grave. sometimes I've tried to hasten that date. part of me remains hopeful that someone will be able to fix me. the rest of me knows they never will.dodohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15617322056885649095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-40552511824915369942007-06-10T17:59:00.000-05:002007-06-10T17:59:00.000-05:00I've written 4 different comments and erased them ...I've written 4 different comments and erased them all. Thank you for being honest. Who knows why our mind does what it does. All I know is that most all of us have been molest or assaulted at some time and that the healing takes so long. I'm proud to know you and that you came out the other side an honest and wonderful person.Jenny, the Bloggesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13718481135182612620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-78720776594100999042007-06-10T17:32:00.000-05:002007-06-10T17:32:00.000-05:00Thanks for the comment, even at the risk of giving...Thanks for the comment, even at the risk of giving too much of your own personal experience. I really appreciate the words. <BR/><BR/>I have wanted to put something like this out many, many times but for the lack of anonymousity, I haven't until now. <BR/><BR/>I haven't had a dream of any kind in months and months, maybe even more like a year. It came out of no where, or maybe it didn't. Maybe we can discuss via email? You have my email addy, I believe, from the comments on your blog.<BR/><BR/>Thanks again!!! Many hugs to you.TxGambithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00752540661719905305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28571438.post-91298962637480994582007-06-10T16:11:00.000-05:002007-06-10T16:11:00.000-05:00I understand and I know why you asked for it in yo...I understand and I know why you asked for it in your dream, but I can't explain it to you. Abuse is so stealth. It's never the way it's depicted in films or on T.V. because those actors are strangers...not you...not your people...not your life. By the time you've identified it...it's beyond putting a stop to. When it stops...it doesn't stop. Therapy helps, but nobody sees the world exactly as you see it. Nobody knows all the complexities that this contains...or how it reaches out and touches things that should be totally unrelated.<BR/>My dreams have stopped...for now.<BR/>I wish your comments were anonymous, but will take comfort in knowing that (maybe) not too many people will read this.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com