liking life feelings

What a Flashback Feels Like as a Survivor of Sexual Abuse

Reading now: 372
themighty.com

It starts with something feeling “off.” Just a moment ago, all of me was all here. Now a piece of me is somewhere else, gone missing.

Sometimes I can pinpoint what caused it. Sometimes I can’t. All I know is this: In the place of the whole, integrated woman I was a moment ago, there’s now a part of my soul that feels like the black and white photo of a little girl on a milk carton.

The little girl I’ve lost is somewhere on a one-way train, a train without brakes whose tracks are aiming off a cliff edge. I feel like a bystander watching it all unfold in slow motion, but in truth the little girl on the milk carton is inseparable from me.

Read more on themighty.com
The website mental.guide is an aggregator of articles from open sources. The source is indicated at the beginning and at the end of the announcement. You can send a complaint on the article if you find it unreliable.

Related articles

DMCA