Work is good, but stressful. Yesterday we had a woman try to take a child without her photo ID. We make the parents (or whoever is picking up) show photo ID so that we know that they are approved to pick up. It's a security thing. This woman didn't have any ID (how is she driving without her license??), and she tried to take her kid three times while I was calling my supervisor. I almost had to call the police on her! Ridiculous. Other than that, no specific drama to mention.
My friend Diana (name has been changed, as with all the people I mention on this blog) came to visit me this weekend, which was fantastic! We hung out and visited some places around my city, and had a wonderful time. We also talked about some pretty intense stuff, which was good for both of us. I wish she hadn't had to go home! I miss her already :(
My therapist and I have been talking about the ways in which my trauma experiences have affected me, and I thought I'd share some of what I've been journaling about. This stuff is about Morgan, the woman who raped me.
So that's some of my thoughts on the situation. I hadn't realized there were so many positives that came from it! You should see the positives list about Isaac! It's even longer, which is amazing, since I only focused on the massive amounts of negatives for a long time. I like this exercise, because it makes me realize that not all impacts are bad. Yes, there is some bad stuff that has come from being raped, but not all of it is bad. Some of it has made me a stronger, more capable person, and I'm grateful for that. Does that mean I forgive her? Haha, yah right. But I'm working on it. Hate is not good, and I don't want to walk around for my whole life hating her.
Wellllll, I should sleep. Boo. Sleep is for wimps.