Today would've been six years with Scott. He left me for his ex a few months ago.
I'm very depressed. What am I going to do? I feel so worthless. They say that a break up can be worse than a death or a move in terms of stress because it's not quite so final. The person is still alive ... something went wrong ... was it me?
Still unpacking all this garbage about Mom too ... and I keep thinking about how trauma when you're very young can cause structural/functional changes in the brain that affect a person throughout life. I keep having flashbacks about her screaming at me. About the confusion I felt as a kid.
I'm seeing a chronic pattern of rejection in my life.
-Tak | 
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I understand. That's all I'm going to type because if I type more (To explain how I understand)... I'd probably end up making your flashbacks worse. 
