I came to have depression or whatever they want to call it when I worked for a voluntary organisation. I loved the work and was moving up the ranks.... I was a very friendly outgoing person. I met my hubby while working there too. The problem came when we first got together... another guy got jealous and couldn't accept that I turned him down. I worked with the other guy closely within the organisation and was fairly comfortable working with him _ that was till he raped me. This was 18 years ago.. but it wasn't the only time it happened. I withdrew and left the organisation. Stupidly I never reported it and never told my hubby either.
Since then I have flashbacks, horrific ones at times, but more recently I daren't sleep so I get round about 2 hours broken sleep, so I look like a zombie.
More recently I lost my Grandma whom I loved so much we were always together she came on our holidays with my hubby and children.
My sister is an alcoholic and it is devastating my mum, we thought she was recovering after she moved away, but that was till her 11 year old daughter got raped in Jan this, she moved back up here and went straight back to her 'old friends' and is drinking very heavily again.... I am so frightened as she rings me saying she has taken an overdose , doesn't want help, but why is she ringing me saying she has taken it if she doesn't want the help and attention?
Just 3 week ago my hubby was told he had a tumour on his back and had to go this week and have it removed... I am just so scared with that as it is just 2 years ago we lost his mum to breast cancer and 4 years ago his dad to lung cancer.
I have a lack of trust of people which I think stemmed from the rape and then finally confiding to a friend about self harm, suicidal thoughts and the rape.....I really thought she was a friend and I could trust her but she used the whole lot as gossip and sent it round the groups I was involved in.
We finally moved and I dropped all my friends and stay in as much as I can, been here where I live for 1..5 years and still know no-one... The neighbours are horrible, they say we are a dirty family and untidy, we have a clean house, the garden is tidy and clean but there isn't anything in it.....her house is like a show house and her garden is like a maintained park... she has grown up kids I have 3 younger children... she things I am an unfit mother too as I don't get out too much with the kids as I am so scared. I know I aren't a great mum and maybe she is right

I tried rape counselling but my sessions ran out before I could get to the main parts as I didn't trust the counsellor much. I have tried another counselling place and they said they couldn't help as there was just too much going on. I had the crisis team come to me and they said I was 'my worst enemy' and could be hurting the children by staying in, so they made me feel worse and dis-charged myself from them.
I have a community mental health nurse that comes to see me every so often. She has arranged for Art therapy for me.. I have been to a couple of sessions but it terrify's me and I haven't managed to lift any art materials and cannot open up.. what is wrong with me.. I so want the help and when I get it, I clam up, shut up and all the rest.
I feel so ungrateful