I wrote this in October 2009 to a member of my support group who had reminded that truth was healing no matter what:
Thanks. You're so right. It's just that I'm getting a bit weary of the process of uncovering more and more painful stuff in therapy...all this having to face difficult truth. Just once, I'd like to uncover something nice in therapy -- have some sort of happy realization, such as:
Wow, my mother was an even better mother than I ever thought. Plus, I've always had her approval and acceptance. How cool to finally realize that!
No one in my family abused me. It was all done by some other guy. What a relief!
The rape? Just a bad nightmare. None of it ever happened!
Yeah, that's the sort of stuff I'd like to uncover in therapy, instead of having to admit that the truth is that things were much worse than I've tried to pretend all these years.
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