This was by far my longest journal entry so far. (Even longer than the letter to my old self.) There are lots of things I don’t understand about myself. My therapist and I agree I have more than a few repressed memories, and the thing about that is that your mind reacts to those memories without acknowledging them directly. So it results in a lot of behavior and thought patterns I don’t understand.
And this is why, nearly 10 years post-surgery, I am still in therapy.