During those in-an-instant experiences, we relive our molestation. Despite their brevity, often they’re so intense it feels as if the abuse is happening a second time. "I felt like my priest was molesting me again," one man said. "It was horrible."
Who wants to re-experience such terrible moments? It's natural to want to deny them or medicate ourselves so that we don’t hurt again.
But what if we valued flashbacks? What if re-experiencing is a required step toward wholeness? What if they’re signals for us to pay attention because they aid us in our healing?
I hated it when memories haunted me—until I figured out something. I need them. Only by bringing them to the surface once again can I free myself from them.
At least four years have passed since I've had any in-a-flash memories of my childhood abuse. Their absence says enough healing has taken place that I no longer need them.
I need to face the past
to heal the pain of the present.
(This post was adapted from Not Quite Healed, written by Cecil Murphey and Gary Roe.)
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