A year and a half ago, my boyfriend, who craved all control in our relationship and would hit me if angered, attempted to rape me in his apartment bedroom. The screams, the cries, the begging, bound hands, helplessness is all flooding back as I am now diagnosed with PTSD. Putting that night behind me for so long has only built up the anxiety and depression caused by the assault. Recently, I was in my college sociology class and we were watching a film on drugs. Seeing these people not in... New Here..
https://www.myptsd.com/c/threads/new-here.51428/
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