I’m a work in progress, the thing that keeps coming back to me, I was a victim of a violent crime. I thought I’d put that away but one day I decided to write about my “accident” as I used to call it. After writing out the story I just went OMG it feels a lot different when you write. So that set me back a bit but I can talk about and I can write about it but the fear is just under the surface. I have a hard time leaving the house,(I’m seeing a therapist). I’m doing the work but it’s slow progress. The thing that goes around my head ‘my life is at risk’ what should I do ? So on the busiest freeway in Southern California I was held captive by someone that says he’s going to kill me, and he takes the off-ramp and he’s not gonna stop at the stop sign, so at 42 miles per hour I jumped from the car. I was saying to myself “get up and run” but nothing moved, legs, hands but the adrenaline is still there. I was rescued by some people that saw me jump, rolled out the car door in a tuck and roll move that
Thank you for sharing this experience and your thoughts. Writing is powerful but can also be very healing. I’m so sorry for the pain you’ve been through. Glad you have support. Wishing you well!
I’m a work in progress, the thing that keeps coming back to me, I was a victim of a violent crime. I thought I’d put that away but one day I decided to write about my “accident” as I used to call it. After writing out the story I just went OMG it feels a lot different when you write. So that set me back a bit but I can talk about and I can write about it but the fear is just under the surface. I have a hard time leaving the house,(I’m seeing a therapist). I’m doing the work but it’s slow progress. The thing that goes around my head ‘my life is at risk’ what should I do ? So on the busiest freeway in Southern California I was held captive by someone that says he’s going to kill me, and he takes the off-ramp and he’s not gonna stop at the stop sign, so at 42 miles per hour I jumped from the car. I was saying to myself “get up and run” but nothing moved, legs, hands but the adrenaline is still there. I was rescued by some people that saw me jump, rolled out the car door in a tuck and roll move that
Thank you for sharing this experience and your thoughts. Writing is powerful but can also be very healing. I’m so sorry for the pain you’ve been through. Glad you have support. Wishing you well!
Got me closest to the ground and away from the bad guy.