I don’t know why this sort of thing happens, whether I’m subconsciously being triggered by something or if this is just something that periodically comes out of nowhere, but I’ve been getting yet another resurgence of memories from being molested. When I was 10 and 11 in particular. If my therapist was still around, I could vent about this to her today. But since she isn’t, I suppose I’m left to my own devices. I may make another entry on these memories soon. I had hoped I wouldn’t have to write another graphic one so soon, but if I need the therapeutic writing that bad…