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I was away for quite a while. Fancied myself cured of all of it. Only because I forced that smile on my face and decided that it …
Trying to gain back that positive attitude. I hate it when it slips away.
Trying to gain back that positive attitude. I hate it when it slips away.
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Law: corporate, criminal and family. (In that order.) Psychology. Socialogy. Research. Learning. Philosophy.
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Frumpologist and NurseDani are now friends 10:47pm
Frumpologist wrote a discussion post in the Sexual Abuse support group: Relapse. Help? 10:33pm
Hey all. It has been a very long time since I've been on these boards trying to figure out how to save…
Frumpologist updated their status 10:14pm
what is happening to me?…
Frumpologist changed their mood to Bad 10:13pm
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I was away for quite a while. Fancied myself cured of all of it. Only because I forced that smile on my face and decided that it …
Somewhere deep inside, I found some leftover strength. I'm not sure where it came from and I didn't even know it was there. But I'm glad …
I believe I've finished blaming the girl. :) I have for quite a while, but wanted to be sure.... and I'm certain that I …
Thank you so much for being a supporter!
I'm sorry your feeling horrible...just wanted to send you a hug for support :-)
big hug!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thinking of you! Hugs, Angel
Thought I would stop by and say that I haven't forgetten about you. School has really taken off and I have been so busy. I hope and pray that all is well. Please take care.
I'm not quite comfortable with this, so bear with me. My sexual abuse started at age 5, continued until 12. It happened again when I was 14, and started again when I was 18, and happened sporadically until I was 21. The forms of abuse were varied and each has its own negative impact. For the longest time I refused to talk about it. Now I believe it's time to start.
I've had panic attacks starting from when I became pregnant with my son at 17. Then, it was diagnosed as SVT and I was given loads of tests on my heart. Since, I've been diagnosed with having anxiety disorder and panic disorder. I've had two that have caused me to black out and many that have had me to the point of near fainting. Usually, the worst of it begins with a rapid heart and strange vision. I've learned to talk myself through it in most instances.
I've had three miscarriages from the time I was 16. The last one I had was in September 2007. I know that I can have children - I have a five year old son. But I can't help but feel there's something I can do differently to make sure miscarriage doesn't happen again.
I lost my great aunt Mary when I was 10 years old. She was as good as a second mother to me. It was by her that I was religious, because she had been a nun for 40+ years. After she passed from ALS, I gave up on a lot of things... I've lost my grandfather recently and another grandfather three years ago. I have a hard time with death and frequently have episodes of picturing people I love dead.
I used to be very aggressive with myself. Cutting was the majority of the problem. I still have the slight scars on my arms and legs. The thoughts are always there, to do it again. I haven't in two years.
I have a 5 year old son - the light of my life.
I'm a single mom with a 5 year old son.
I've been recovering from eating disorders since the age of 10. It's always been on and off.
I have a very avoidant personality. I fear rejection, negative criticism, etc.
My mother is an alcoholic, though she'll never admit it. Most of my childhood memories of her are from her being drunk. She was emotionally... maybe not abusive, but it was horrible, living with the thought that I'd never be a good enough daughter for her - no matter what I did. It seemed like every drink she took was to blind herself from another one of my faults.
Haven't smoked pot in four years. Never want to do it again. I don't care what anyone says - it's a bad drug.
I popped pills from the time I was 13 until the time I was 17. I now nearly (not under every circumstance) refuse treatment of recurring problems for fear that I'll become addicted again.
I was diagnosed with anxiety disorder over a year ago. It causes me panic attacks regularly.
Hypochondria. Which would explain why I've joined so many groups. =P No, really, joking aside, I have a tendency to find symptoms that aren't real, and self diagnose illness. Most notorious was when I tried to convince my doctor that I had cancer. This tends to bring on the panic attacks. Badly.
I was married for 3 years this month and am now starting the divorce process. To put it simply: he was a jerk.
I was abused for most of my childhood, but was raped by my soon to be ex husband.
I just have some questions, because I have a step brother I've never met...