One Thing that Happens After Abuse from a Sociopathic Mother

I’ve made no secret of that fact that I see a clinical psychologist. Every. Single. Week. I’ve kept up this routine for much longer than I’d care to admit, with no end in sight. I justify it by saying that my abuse was long-term, so it’s fair to expect healing to take a while. And I’ve learned the hard way that it’s necessary to have a private place, and a thick-skinned…