I would have to go to so many places my family moved to much. Maybe it would help to go to some of the places. I'm kinda of scared to go. I don't know I might burn it down. I know how it feels to want to go. I've been talking to my therapist and we are working on a plain. A plain to get the anger and hurt out. We are going to get pottery plates and write my feelings on them .Tell what happened. Then I get to throw them until they brake into little pieces.

I have been too both places, not a good idea!! For me anyway.

We also moved around so much that I would never be able to visit all the places that I was abused and neglected, but I truly believe that cognitive therapy helps me to overcome and lead a reasonably healthy life with PTSD, so while I don't go looking for triggers, I try not to avoid them, either. I've been to one place several times and I've thought about the abuse for a minute or two, but then it goes away.

I'm way more likely to be triggered by an event that involves a typical "fight or flight" reaction, like somebody road-raging me or yelling at me or something like that.

JMRH

I've thought about it. It's a long trip, and I don't know if it will help or make things worse, really, so I'm sort of torn. I wonder what I would do if I were to go there. What could I do?

Oh, that Forest Gump movie...that was such a special movie...and wow, now that I think about it, what a great scene that was...he had such a caring heart.

I've been back to the house, I felt numb there...a little weird, like I wanted to get out of there.

Have no need to go back now, don't think I ever will. Though, mine was all SA...all hidden, secretive.
What an A-hole he is.

Yeah, i went back, and even slept in the bed that the abuse took place. stupid me.

was it helpful? felt like i was going through it again.

I can remember everything about the rooms in which the abuse took place but I can't remember where the house is located.

I grew up in a small town, so I should be able to remember the street name ... but it's just not there. I have no idea where that house is. My abuser doesn't live there anymore anyway.

No, I haven't been back (physically) although I'm there frequently in my mind. I hate that house. I wish it would burn.

I would have to drive about 4 1/2 hours to be at the house. I don't think it's worth it for me as I still struggle with it.

The thing that keeps me going is that my ex-husband (the culprit) is in living hell now. He's remarried and his 15 year old step daughter lives with him and his new wife and he hates the daughter! For someone who didn't want kids, this is perfect karma....

My mom still lives in the house half of the abuse took place. Before I had my son I didnt remember anything, but after he was born and I would see him in her house I started to have STRONG flashback as if it was happening right then to me. I could see me there being abused. One situation (milder abuse) was I came over to pick my son up (my mom was watching him). I opened the front door and my son was about 2 and was sitting on the dinning room table. Well that trigger a major flashback of me sitting on that table at the age cleaning my dads pot. I could smell it, I looked down and could see the Detroit Lions tin tray, the brown garbage bag full of pot, a big yellow ash tray. There were stems in one place, seeds and the pot all separated. During this flashback my mom was yelling at me whats wrong she said I stood frozen solid and white as a ghost and didnt move. When I finally snapped out of it I rushed over and grabbed my son off the table and ran out the door with him. Which my son and my mom where putting together a puzzle on the table. I was a wreck still was trying to process all what happened. I told my mom what happened and she started to cry and admitted to me that my dad did train me to clean pot when I was young. Soon after that I started to have more flashbacks they slowed for some time. But now lately I have been having them and it has been really hard on me. I would love to burn my moms house of course not with her in it. Also the other house I lived in with my dad.

Kate on lost burned the house with her stepdad in it.

Plus for some reason I keep thinking about that song INDEPENDANCE DAY. I think in the video a house is burnt down.

Just thought some kind of revenge would be nice. I wish I could sue my abuser for my medical bills and more. Maybe even the Child services too. They visited me over and over and never felt inclined to move me out of there. I know it is just dreaming but it is better than the nightmares.

I have dreamed about beating my abusers back. Felt good. I cried because it realesed so much anger.