Trauma Bound

25 Years

Twenty-Five Years..... That is how many years of my life off and on that I have spent in some type of therapy. The first therapist I saw was in my teenage years. It was in the 80's, court ordered for the whole family and individually, and was a horrific experience. HIPAA was not enacted at the time. I thought, stupidly and naively that what I said to a counselor was to be kept between the doctor/counselor and the patient. Boy, was I wrong. No sooner, had I left, the creepy man, would call my parents and repeat everything I had said. Not f'ing cool! I was a teenager, from an abusive home, who had been the only one of three children, the night my bad lost all control, to have the nerve to testify against him in a court of law. I thought counseling services were supposed to help people, not hurt them. This was the start of a long complicated journey, but a start nonetheless, to who I would eventually become!

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