When I started dating a blue-eyed boy last summer I felt it only fair to warn him: “It’s all trauma, all the time with me.”
He laughed.
“I’m serious though,” I said.
“I’m a grown-ass man,” he said, which I took as him saying, “Bring it.”
It was encouraging.
But I did not bring it, at least not right away.
It was the total truth about my childhood and the total truth about why I have post-traumatic stress disorder.
Read More (I'm not allowed to print the whole thing here as an Elephant Journal columnist but I can link to it for those here who can relate) http://www.elephantjournal.com...ldhood-sexual-abuse/
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