Ummm, okay here goes. I too am a victim of sexual abuse. It happened when I was six, at the hands of an older cousin. Am I a survivor of that abuse? I truly don't know yet. Untill I moved away from home last year, I had been able to sucessfully repress the pain and shame. Yet in my later highschool years I had devoloped social anxiety, panic attacks, a phobia of calling people on the telephone, horrible nightmares etc. When I moved from my parents farm to a city, the world brought my carefully constructed wall of denial crashing down around me. I couldn't have normal relationships with the guys I met because to me sex is wrong, and dirty. Anyway, everything got worse untill I finally moved back home. The problem is my parents. They know about the abuse and were very supportive, except they don't know how much it still affects me. I told them I was moving home because I hated my job. They want me to hurry and find another job so I can move back to town, but the prosepect of having to deal with all this stuff again... I have considered thearapy, but #1) I can't find it in my heart to burden my parents or friends with this... To let them know how much pain i'm in. (i hide it behind a good sence of humor). Which leads to #2) I know they( my parents) can't afford to put me in councelling. I don't mean that it's just a lot of money but that they really and truly don't have it. So here I am drowing in this, and I won't take anyones hand for fear that i'll pull them in.
I just don't know who to turn to
i dread going back to town, but I dread becoming an agoraphibic too.
I just thought maybe someone who's been through this maybe has some advice.