You can’t tell your story because you think it isn’t as bad as someone else. . Maybe you can’t tell you story because you believe it’s too ugly. We all do it.  I woman I was in group counseling with was horrified at what happened to me.  I was in fact horrified by what happened to her.  We learned a great deal from each other about ourselves.

I ask you this….    If you were mugged in the city would you minimize  what happened to you?  I don’t think so.  If you are stabbed in the heart are you any less damaged by how you were stabbed? After years and years of my own therapy I have witnessed first hand…  The pain is all the same.   The damage comes from how we were conditioned to think about it.  The healing comes from coming together and talking about it.  Together we can findo our way and heal.