New Memory

Long day today. In therapy, a new memory emerged. My therapist said someone inside was talking to her, absolutely freaking out about something. Hyperventilating, the whole works. My therapist always lets me know what things like this are about.

The memory is not mine, per se. It's not my narrative memory. It's not my personal memory at all. But I don't fight against it; I accept it as truth.

It's awful. How anyone could do something like that to a child....

I have no energy. This has been a very long day. At least I did my usual workout.