Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did…

As Elton John has said:

Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I’m still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah
I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah

So much on my mind!  It has been a long time since my last post.  I’ve been working hard in therapy, trying to understand my “parts” and integrate as much as possible.  My process is being interrupted, as I have to leave my therapist of 9 years – the only one who got it.  We’ve done so much work.  I’ve been so successful.  There is so much yet to do.

I’m not sure how I’m going to locate another therapist.  It seems all I can do is find someone, and interview them.  Hey therapist person – do you know about Mother Daughter sexual abuse?  Do you believe in it?  Will you be able to help me keep moving forward?

I don’t want to dwell.  I’ve been able to spill so many of the demons through the stories I’ve told.  I’ve learned so many coping skills.  I want to maintain and grow, but I need the person I work with to understand that this is woven into my fabric.

Or do I?

I’ll keep you posted on that.  My therapist, K, thinks not.  He seems to think I’ve done a lot of work and I can sort of keep my eyes forward, and not worry so much about the junk in my trunk.

Not sure how I feel about that.

Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I’m still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah
I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah

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