Hello! I am glad I found this forum. It is reassuring to not feel like the only one. My name is Mary and I live in the 'burbs of DC. I am a mom to one and work as a nanny. I have a partner, who seems to be doing her very best to understand all of this.

I was recently diagnosed with PTSD from an incident when I was 12. I awoke to find a strange man in my bed who attacked me. I remember most of it in disturbing detail and some of it I can't remember at all. I really thought he was going to kill me. Even worse, I feared he had already killed my sister. No one died, but here I sit almost 20 years later with the same crippling fears and stress that I had back then. Some aspects are better (no more rituals!) and some are worse, like the guilt and fear of dying. I recently started therapy after years and years of waiting to "get over it".


Thanks for listening

Mary