This is unusual post, I know. Many people come to share their story or ask if it's rape or not. I went through those phazes already. For the most part I'm doing quite good actually.
But what I went through is still the hardest thing I've ever been through, and every once in a while it sneaks up on me. It's one of those days right now. I have something nice coming up tomorrow, but I spend the whole day in this strange mood I get sometimes. Thinking about what happened, more than I should. I rarely do that, but sometimes it just comes upon me like a 24 h bug and I can't stop thinking about it.
And it makes me fearul and anxious again, and then I start being anxious about everything else in my life- or rather, I start doubting my ability to handle anything in my life that is going to happen. Whether it's a daily thing, simple meeting or complex issue. Whether I actually have the ability to handle. I just start remembering everything and getting filled with irrational anxiety about my present and future. Today is one of those days and it sucks.
I have a partner and some friends who know what I've been through, and I still can't talk to them. Not because of the talking, but not knowing what I say. I can barely formulate it in this post, and I'm still not sure that's all there is to it. It's just one of those days.