Yesterday was my last therapy session with my long-term MST/PTSD therapist. She helped me through nearly four years of “stuff” …… some of it hellish, some of it hard, all of it a learning experience. Enticing me out of long entrenched comfort zones that were no longer beneficial to me, was probably not that easy.…
I have not blogged since February of this year. For those of you that have followed my writing, you know my last post was about MST. In the months that followed, my depression worsened, and I really spiraled into despair. I wouldn’t even leave my house anymore, not even to go outside and fetch our…
I am a MST survivor. Military Sexual Assault. Sexual Assault. Rape. My sexual assault occurred in 1984 in Frankfurt, Germany. I had been in-country less than two weeks, and this was my first duty station. I was 18, a private (PV2), my rapist was a sergeant. Alcohol was involved. I was not able to stop…