Debbie's Recovery Journal
By 1996, I had done a good 3 or 4 years of therapy, and although I had made much progress in working through the issues of my rape and abuse, there was still a stumbling block. There was a kind of brick wall I kept coming up against whenever I would try to think positively about the future. This was a constant source of annoyance to me, my therapist and my vocational rehabilitation social worker. "You're so bright," Beth (the voc. rehab. person) would say, "it's seems such a shame to see you wasting your life like this."
So then Beth suggested to me a relatively new type of therapy that has worked wonders with people with PTSD -- abreactive(?) eye movement desensitization therapy. So I decided to try it, and it worked wonders for me. Anyhow, as part of the therapy, my therapist June had me keep a journal (which I had done before as part of therapy). What follows are entries from that journal, which I hope will give insights to others.
Here's what I have so far: