In 2020 long-repressed memories of abuse began to emerge. I approached my healing the way I approach everything else, with an unrelenting drive that made me sick.
Healing hurts. In my last post, I detailed how repressed memories feel, but recovery from them can feel worse. How do you know if it’s the good kind of pain, the lancing of a wound, or when it’s you digging around and making the infection worse?
