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Prolonged Exposure therapy yesterday *TW*

We were SUPPOSE to work on my abuse i went thru as a child but i had written the poem i posted on here yesterday about the abuse from my late husband. I know now in my head (my heart is still confused) that he would of killed me if he had not been in that car accident and later died from it. He was trying to purchase a gun even though i had past suicide attempts. His beatings were esculating with me, hitting me worse with the belt every time and rapidly increasing in how often as well and was hitting me with the buckle too now. For the first time i was able to say it outloud and not just write it. I hate him hate him hate him! BUT i feel guilty for him being in the car he went to the gas station for me and he suffered 19 months and died becasue of it. My therapists point of view is God was protecting me she knows im a christian. She asked me if i believe hes a loving and mericful God i said yes she said so do you think he would want to protect someone else in the situation that was terrified to leave and of course my answer was Yes so she said why cant I deserve to be safe as well. Its hard to take it i know in my head shes right. But the guilt will not leave me. I took care of him lovingly i never even raised my voice to him, he had everything he could ever want and i held him as he died as i cried my eyes out holding him and mom holding me crying. I never wished him dead but i did pray he wouldnt keep suffering anymore i wanted him to be outta all the pain he was in he became quadleplegic with 5 TBIs and many other injuries. I dont with that on anyone. Well except child abusers!!!!! My heads so messed up please someone tell me how to wrap my heart around this? I keep wanting to cut and im going to have 2 years cut free a week from tomorrow.
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My day...today...misplaced my debit card...didn't realize it until I got to the register after shopping to a full cart. Used a different debit card and pulled apart everything looking for missing debit card before I left parking lot. Got home, dropped keys. So now I have a missing debit card, missing keys. A full cartload to unload and put away. I got everything put away.Dumped purse for a...
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I don't really know how to label this but I having a rough week and I can't say it's one thing.... I have a lot on my plate which is nothing new and I try to cope in many positive ways and do but I still have my moments.My kids more so my daughters talk to me about everything which I know it's cause of comfort and we are close.... however I really struggle with the venting about their dad which...

Ya got me wondering if I have ever wrapped my heart around any of the horrors I've had to process in the name of healing. I don't believe I have and don't believe I ever could. Forgiveness allows me to let go of the hateful bitterness eating holes in my soul and move on. ^It^ happened and can't be undone.
Condoning is a whole different subject and ain't gonna happen. Let ^it^ into my heart? No bleeping way. Letting the hate OUT of my heart is the nearest I'm gonna get. Wrong is still wrong.
I think. Maybe. New thought for me and I am reacting more than thinking.
For sure, I want to pass on healing hopes and stabilizing support, Angela.
Hope healing happens here.
Congratulations on the 2 years cut-free.
Thank you for your response arfie
I can tell you that it will take a LONG time for how you feel to subside. It will take months for you to keep thinking what you should of done instead or what you didn't do. I am a Christian also and I even struggle with my faith for what has been done to me. It is so hard to believe in a God that doesn't protect you when you believe he should. But the one thing to remember is that he always has a plan. He always is listening and thinking of you. Even when it doesn't feel like he is, he's there holding you saying "there is a purpose". There are things none of us can explain why it happens. Especially to good people. I can just say bluntly that it sucks. It hurts and is so painful. But I continue to have my faith in Him. Even when most days I feel like giving up. And I know that it is hard to not put the blade to your wrist, your body is pushing against what your mind is trying to do. I just try and picture the woman God wants me to be. I picture the things I have and am grateful for. That tends to help a little bit and calm down my mind. I hate that good people have to go through the hardest things that tear them apart.