I haven't been around much since my last entry. That's because a few things have happened that have led me to question if having my mom join me in surgery was a good idea after all, even if I shouldn't.

As I said in the title, my mom gets anxiety attacks now, something she says she has never experienced before in her life. Last Wednesday, the day after our first therapy appointment together, she says she ended up feeling an overwhelming sense of panic and almost got in a wreck. She called an ambulance because she thought she was having a heart attack. She's fine and didn't go to the hospital, but suffice it to say, this is something we're going to need to take care of.

Of course, I can't help but feel partly responsible for her sudden anxiety. I'm well aware that I shouldn't, but that's how I feel. As you can probably imagine, this has been stressing me out a great deal. I'm reluctant to disclose further details on when my dad molested me with her around because I don't want it triggering even more anxiety with her. I know it isn't easy for her to hear, but I never thought it would have this impact on her. Maybe I should have.

We went over it during our therapy session today, which I'll be making an entry on next, along with the other complicated thing that has been going on in my life lately.