Discovered tonight how traumatic it was for me. Tonight was all about trauma and I found myself having a hard time sitting there listening to the topic being discussed. I was crying and fidgeting and just not looking at anyone. I didn't want to be there.
It’s weird to look back 20 years later and realize what a big deal something was. This whole time it didn’t bother me. . .or I thought it didn't.
I am thankful that tomorrow is my one-on-one session with Maren. I've told her about it before and we didn't talk about it again. Because again, I thought it was no big deal. I thought the part that bothered me was simply my mother's comment years later.