A few years ago, I was invited to attend a new support group for people diagnosed with complex trauma. I was (unsurprisingly) anxious about going, but hopeful it could help me.
When I got there, I expected that nervousness to calm down, but instead, it got much worse. It took every bit of strength in me not to run out of the room.
When it was over, I went home and hid under my blankets for three hours. Eventually, I decided to give the group one more try.Read more on themighty.com