I have a secret. And despite the anonymity I have procured here on my blog, I don't feel safe about divulging it. Yet.
It's a pretty heavy secret. It has caused a lot of disturbance in my life-- my senior year of high school was nothing short of a nightmare, it has increased my self-loathing and decreased my perception of my self-worth, tainted many a night's sleep, cost me many (MANY) friends, and added another diagnosis to my list of NOS disorders (PTSD).
But what's most troublesome for me is that it has ravaged my life and I desperately want to talk about it, but I am to ashamed/embarrassed/afraid to bring it up on my own. I can't really verbalize why I feel this way but I simply do.
So readers, I ask you for advice. How do you bring up a very difficult topic with a therapist or psychiatrist? It's very hard for me to just blurt it out but I feel I need to tell someone.
[Oh, I should mention that Shrinkiepoo does know about what happened, but we never talk about it.]
[I should also mention that Shrinkiepoo is currently on vacation and I will not be able to see him until September. Great-- more time to hang onto this.]