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How am I suppose to act after I seen all the love letters he wrote his girlfriends on reditt how he didn’t love his spouse but was Married 30!years ! Never once had anyone considered I was in so much pain because I worshipped the ground he walked on! But the flip side is not ever I can remember he showed me love it was violence ! Yes I stood up for myself! I fought a good fight but his violence was too much if I brought up his cheating he took it out on me !! I can’t understand why I could love e a man who cheated and treated me very badly ! I still don’t understand maybe I only hoped it would be better ! But they say if you have a lot to say it means you in pain! We hell yeah I had pain from a-z but it made me a bitter person but in some ways a better person because through all my pain and him not caring about me made me a better at believing God Is my strength and he loves me just the way I am because if you have to beg for the smallest of details in a marriage then what the purpose in being united in life! See I know not I have never felt and love only betrayal and never understood the why behind it!! It was due to the fact that I as a person could only get the ones who I thought needed me but that’s not love that’s only co- depend on someone who only found good in me when they needed something ! Not out of the heart! Iwas wrong to ever expect him to be faithful or even have love for me if I couldn’t depend on him to show me any love as well! So he is going back to his ex ex and I will start my new journey in a different life! I may not see this is a good thing right now but in time it will be just one of those bad memories he so worked hard to put me inside of! I will be okay and I will not look back at him as a spouse that didn’t love me ! I will just take a deep breath and let his betrayal continue on! Because the truth is he truly killed me from the inside out! Because I was the one who was married to him when he started all his cheating and ripping me apart little by little! It hurts but I can hold my head up knowing I never cheated on him but really who cares it never changed nothing but me ! He was to busy hurting me to notice!

This is a very long one. Trigger warning ⚠️
I (19f) have been in and out of long term/short term facilities since I was 12 years old. I’ve had suicide attempts and have been diagnosed with major depressive disorder. This is definitely not my first experience with a therapist. Over the years I’ve had over 6+. Not because they haven’t worked for me all the time, but because they either move onto another facility or I move onto another phase in life.
Last year I adopted a new therapist “Mere” thanks to my older sister “North”. My current Therapist “Tina” who I’ve been working with for the past 3 and a half years, switched to a facility where my insurance only covers 30 min sessions. North didn’t think that was enough for me at the time since I wasn’t doing so well mentally. The therapist she recommended worked closely with her own and offered 1hr long sessions, so I agreed wanting to try something new since my old therapist seemed to not specialize in trauma and ptsd. Kerr was highly recommended for those topics.
We started our sessions not soon after my sister offered. The first couple months were hard. Our personalities seemed to clash. Not because mine was bad, but because I was deeply depressed. I was not a joy to be around and everyone seemed annoyed with my constant melancholy. Even my therapists seemed sick of me.
Over time I learned to adapt my personality to be more palatable. My therapists loved it now that I was interacting with them and making jokes. I treated them more like friends now instead of therapists and they seemed to appreciate that. I found it funny because a lot of my issues I explained to them was faking my personality to fit into the crowd and adapt. Due to me being f a people pleaser. They didn’t see anything wrong with the change since I seemed to be getting better mentally.
I was better. I wouldn’t attribute much of my success to my therapists tho. It was nice to have someone to talk to since at the time I had no friends, but they didn’t seem to know how to handle my constant depression so I started to hide it from them. Even from myself. Over time I was able to function a lot better. I switched my sessions to only once every two weeks and I was planning on ending them all together since I was doing so well on my own and haven’t need much help in a while.
It seems that I ah e bad luck. Right when I was at my peak recovery and condition, I was raped on the first day of the new year. I spiraled back into my deep deep deep depression worse than any other relapse I had before. I survived on Benadryl and ice cream for weeks. I took the pills so I didn’t have to be awake to long. I ate only food that I liked the most (mainly unhealthily) my health declined.
My mental health was the worst of it tho. The day after the rape occurred I had a session with my newer therapist. I start telling her the details of my assault. The shock was still fresh in my brain and my memories were scrambled. I greatly blamed myself. I thought I was the weirdo.
Mere only confirmed my sentiments. Before I could fully list out the details of the night it happened she immediately started to spew accusations of my intentions that night. Saying phrases like “Well when someone is pleasuring you it’s hard to say no and there’s nothing wrong with that”
I shut up then and just agreed with her but something still didn’t sit right with me. I went on Reddit and there was mixed opinions about it. A lot of ppl validated my feelings and others thought It was my fault. After fully processing this event and fully remembering it in its entirety I can say confidently that what happened to me was rape.
The next session we had I was able to tell the full story. Mede had just said “Oh. Well you didn’t mention all this before. That’s definitely not ok”. The thing is tho, she was the one to cut me off and make assumptions instead of trying to pull out the full story. She knew I had extreme ptsd and I probably wouldn’t be able to give an in-depth detailed explanation of what happened. She still insulted me anyway and brushed me off.
I thought this to be weird but I brushed it off. When you think k you’re in the presence of a professional you don’t often question things especially if you aren’t in the mental space to do so. So ignored her.
There have been times where she’s been short with me. One time she had asked to switch a 12pm session to 5pm. When I refused she said she’d have to charge me a cancellation fee. It seemed that she just wanted to get paid for that session still and wanted to guilt me into paying. I refused and explained that she was the one who cancelled on me and she immediately backed down realizing I wouldn’t be easily pushed around. I didn’t think much of it then.
Another time. I had gone to this tattoo parlor to get my belly button pierced. I took videos and pictures of the process. She requested in our session that week to see the pictures. I agreed to send and emailed them to her in two emails. In one there was all the pictures of the parlor, the. The other had the videos of the full process. Accidentally I had added one singular picture of me. I was at school and I took a picture in the schools bathroom. There was nothing indecent about it I just accidentally pressed on that picture as I was sending the others. IT happened a lot when using your iPhone to email and I didn’t really notice.
She brought it up the next session and started to berate me for sending that singular pic out of all the obvious other intended pictures. She said it’s inappropriate to send her pictures of myself. I explained to her the accident and she seemed shocked. All she said was “oh well ok”. I don’t know why she got so triggered I’ve always kept good boundaries with her. I can’t believe she immediately started accusing me for one picture of me posing in the mirror while having a turtle neck in a jacket and everything.
Those are just a few of the shady things she’s done. Now back to current time. After I was raped. I still continued sessions with her and tried to get back on track. She wasn’t really helping. I would have extreme panic attacks on therapy video calls with her and she seemed at loss of what to do. I distanced myself from her and I started to get a little better, but then I started to have issues with some of my friends. That added onto my load of issues and started to push me to the edge.
I called my therapist the night of my attempt. I try not to call her after hours but I was in genuine crisis. I had spent the whole day being practically verbally abused by one of my friends. I was cracking slowly it surely and I reached out for help.
Otp I expressed to her how I felt betrayed by everyone around me. I asked her why everyone felt it was ok to treat me wrong whenever. Why wasn’t I able to find peace? Why I couldn’t find ppl who cared? My parents are emotionally abusive as well. That all stems into my ppl pleasing habits. I’ve let a lot of ppl take advantage of my nature because I’ve been conditioned to since birth. She knows my history and why I am the way I am. Instead of consoling me she yelled at me. “Well you knew they were bad ppl!” “If you knew they were bad ppl why are you blaming them you just need to stop hanging around bad ppl”. She then told me she had to go and hung up. She did ask me if I was safe but of course I lied. She knows I always try to see the best in ppl. I don’t see the bad till it’s too late most times. Her words stung like acid. I had been prescribed some sedatives to calm me during panic attacks. I had taken two but they weren’t helping. After that call I took the whole bottle. I didn’t want to die alone so I called my mother to stay in my room with me. Then I drifted into a deep sleep for hours into the next day’s afternoon. I had fallen asleep around 10 pm. I woke up the next day around 3pm still kicking but disordered.
I spent two weeks in a mental hospital. During that time I do t have access to my phone. I had my sister contact everyone that needed to be. Even Mere. She knew I was in there. I didn’t call her while I was there bc I was still upset at her after everything.
I was discharged but I didn’t set up a session for weeks. She emailed and called me once but I didn’t respond till I was fully settled back into my routine and okay enough to talk to her. I emailed her this
“Hallo, Sorry. I didn’t mean to ghost you. I just needed some time to get myself together. I called you just now. You are probably busy. I hope everything is doing well on your end. Sorry again. Sent from my iPhone”
I had planned to set up an appointment in the future to talk to her about everything but by the time I checked my patient portal a week or so later I had been discharged with no warning. No calm text or email.
I set up a meeting with her over the phone for 45 mins. When she first came onto the call the first thing she said was “I saw that you put our appointment for 45 mins. I changed it to 30 bc you know I did discharge you”. I thought it was pretty rude so instead of explaining everything I told her about how I didn’t have my phone in the hospital and the hospital themselves didn’t notify her because they were disorganized and were extremely unprofessional. It’s not like she wasn’t updated by my sisters anyway. When I got my phone after I got home I saw texts from her asking if I was still having a session with her. Knowing that I was in the hospital. It seemed she either didn’t care or didn’t believe I was in the hospital. In fact when she had spoken over the phone with one of my sisters she had lied to them about that night. She had told her “After I got otp with her I immediately started praying for her because I m ew something was deeply wrong” how delusional of her to say after she yelled at me and hung up.
Anyway after I explained my reasoning for going MIA she started to realize how fucked up she was and asked me how I was doing. I didn’t say much because I was done with her and she obviously didn’t intend of hearing the full story since she shortened our session. She started asking me why I didn’t want to continue therapy and seemed confused why I didn’t seem to beg her to re admit me. I told her I was done with therapy. She seemed concerned and said that she discharged me because she thought it’d be better for me to find an in person therapist. I knew it was a shitty excuse. I quickly hang up on her and don’t address anything.
I’m only processing this now because I’ve had much bigger things going on. I’m only now realizing how fucked up her behavior was. If I hadn’t spoken to her the night of my attempt I probably wouldn’t have tried to kill myself. I feel cheated out of help. I don’t feel angry at her I have to reserve that for someone more worthy of my rage. I only wished she didn’t use the fact that I would never call her out on her behavior usually. She knew my temperament and took advantage of that. I don’t think I’ll ever trust a therapist again. She victim blamed me, mocked me, berated me in my time of need, and then abandoned me on baseless assumptions that could’ve been easily cleared up if she actually listened to what my sisters and I were saying. She didn’t even say sorry when we were talking. Or express any remorse besides embarrassment for jumping to conclusions. SMH.
TLDR: My therapist berated me for trusting ppl in my life the night of my suicide attempt. Then Discharged me from her care without consulting me first. Blamed me for all her mistakes and jumped to conclusions randomly then never apologized for the baseless accusations. I am at a loss for words and at a loss for trust in therapy again.

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The overwhelming emotion of sadness takes over my body like a shot of vodka on an empty stomach. My emotions control me when I don’t control them, and controlling my emotions takes every ounce of energy in my bones. I fight and I fight, I win 90% of the time but the other 10% I fall into the hole that was waiting for me the entire time. I’m strong but I’m human, a broken human. In the 10% I still use my strength, I find my window of time and my place of isolation to let the pain out, I cry, scream, beg God to make it stop, to make me better and more times then not I fall asleep crying out for the pain to stop. I know I’m not alone, I know what I have to fight for( I am loved by so many, including my husband and children) and I am Gods child so I source my strength from him. When I can finally pull myself from the darkness I have to remind myself, “pain is temporary” “love is unconditional” and God is my strength. It doesn’t make these emotion leave indefinitely but scares them off like a cat to a snake. When I fall to far (this is rare and only happened maybe twice in my adulthood) my husband recognizes it and he pulls me from the hole in the midst of his own. God blessed with this and I won’t take it for granted. This blessing is just one of the many that fuels my fight and reminds me to not let the pain deter me. God reminds me through these acts that I am not to be selfish and consider those who need and want me.

Just want to hop on here to vent because I feel really lonely
My boyfriend makes me feel like shit, but we have been in eachothers life for 6 years now. There’s a whole lot of bs we have been through over the years, we weren’t even “official” until August. Anyways.. been through hell and back and thought making things official would be a smart idea and that he would treat me differently. I was right for a while…. Now it feels like a prison but in the weirdest way I don’t want break up.
He makes me cry, yet when I cry or I am hurt/frustrated, he gets mad at me for it and tells me I’m “crying like a little b” sometimes or that I’m an adult and should grow up. He hates when people (mostly Me) cry about anything and it’s always “no one died here, you don’t need to cry” - I want to say that’s some form of abuse, yeah? If he messes up, I’m not allowed to be upset by it. I need to “let it go” and his excuse is always he was drunk or I instigated him to pop off on me.
He doesn’t hit me, but his words basically beat my ass internally and make me feel….worthless. I feel like maybe I could be better in certain ways and maybe he would treat me better. I know that sounds awful and sad. When I type it out I feel so stupid. I think because of our memories I hold on, and also the stupid fear that he will find someone else the minute we break up, whether it’s serious or not it makes me feel sick to think of him with another woman.
He has this way of making me feel like I’m dramatic and my feelings are not valid. For example I had a very annoying day, it’s day 1 of my period (I am extra sensitive the first 2 days) and I came to his place to pick him up so he could help me mount my tv on my wall at my new place. He took 30 minutes (he didn’t even come out I ended up going inside because I needed to pee and was getting pissed off) before he said he was almost ready. I waited outside for THIRTY minutes when he told me to leave at a certain time. I came into his place obviously annoyed but I was quiet. When he poked at me and digs what my problem is obviously I tell him at that point and he says the way I react is “scary” and he thinks I’m “losing my mind” because I’m so upset. I didn’t scream, I didn’t call him names, I literally went to his bathroom and cried out of anxiety and frustration. I come out and he looks at me like I’m a psycho.
I just wanted to hop on here to vent. I know what to do but then I also really don’t. Opinions, similar situations that people can relate to, is all welcomed.
Thanks for reading if you made it this far.

I feel so stupid but I have literal meltdowns when I lose things. Like material items
Right now I’m triggered because I remembered a bag of things I left at a sexual partners house I begged him to please not throw it out he has a habit of just tossing things when he gets in his feelings or upset he was telling me and reassuring me the things were safe. There was maybe 100-200$ worth of stuff in there nothing major. But he ended up doing what I feared and now I’m literally in tears because I don’t don’t remember exactly what was in there. I’ve tried to write down as much as I can remember but there will be items that I won’t ever remember were in there. I don’t have a great memory.
And I’m crying because it gives me unbearable anxiety what if something important was in there? What if there’s something someone who died gave me and I’ll never find it cause it was in there?
I know they were just things and reason says I should just make peace with it but I can’t I feel so stressed out. I’ll never know and it literally makes me cry and hurt inside.
I’m almost 30 for fucks sake why am I crying over toys.

I have to re-register my car and we are not able to get the title to my car (we’re moving, its in storage but we just can’t get to it for an indefinite amount of time.) That being said, we DO have my old register card that was in my glove box that has the title number on it. Would that suffice to get my car registered?

Someone in tik tok is impersonating me and i tried so many times to report them but tik tok thinks nothing is wrong. Their account is private and they blocked me and i talked to then the first time they said they will delete everything and take it down but didn’t and now they r posting again after apologizing the first time. I asked all my friends to report… what can i do i emailed tik tok and reported to them but they wouldn’t do anything..

Needing some advice on a situation.
I’ve been with my boyfriend for a year and I decided to move in a month ago. His sister is living at his house only pays minimal rent, no bills, no cleaning products and only pays for her food. She is soooo lazy never cleans up after herself or her dog. There’s food left around the house, dirty dishes, she leaves doors unlocked and her dog shits on the new garden rocks. Which she doesn’t clean.
I had been telling my boyfriend about it and complaining that I’m the one cleaning it up and she needs to. It’s been going on for weeks and she’s turned around and said that since I’ve moved in the expectations are too high. And I make her feel like she has to move out.
She can’t get a home loan for another 7 months and its resulted in me feeling unwanted and moving out as of today.
I’m also not impressed with my boyfriend as he says that I’m the one complaining (he doesn’t take blame which he also complains about her). And the fact he’s been talking about me behind my back.
We just refinanced the house and I don’t know what to do. I’m mentally struggling and it’s all her fault. But if he makes her move out then it’ll be blamed on me that I did that to her. And make her and the family hate me. Please help I feel so unwanted.
Do I move out until she leaves or move back in and deal with the background?

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The dufuzzys crawl out of the brain spot "COFFEEE AND TORTILLA CHIPS" Ambliubyonzunzi blares. He is crying the tears. "COFFEEE AND TORTILLA CHIPS" A second mouth of he shouts as well joins in.
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Ambliornuunzi Takes another sip of this coffee. He rolls the liquid around his tongue & swishes it in his mouth before hes swellow. "Brazil, Ecuador" He feels the longitude, He feeles the latitude, the coordinates of the bean. "South america, central america, yeah, You can taste it". The bitter wash is guzzled before it's swallowe. Amiburzobowenzanzha Licks it's teeth and gums. Functional piss distillery. With gusto he announce "Brazil, we need go to Brrazziill eyah". starts he runningh & He trips & smashes one of his mouths into the curb, If had he a tongue from there off bitten would it have been but lucky him, only smashing his teeth to scream & writhe.

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So I’m looking to get a new iPhone (specifically the 15 pro max). I have a 12 pro max currently and literally just the other day my back glass cracked. Currently my trade in value for a new phone is $350 because of the cracked glass. My question is if I go third party and get my back glass replaced (to get my full $700 trade in value), can AT&T tell and void my trade in value?
I think if I spent $150 or so for a new back glass it’ll outweigh itself in the long run for the $700 trade in.

I’m a 25 year old mother with a two year old daughter. She is my whole world but I’m so tired.. this year has been a doozy starting up with be in g diagnosed with general anxiety after I had a panic attack that didn’t subside for weeks and my boyfriend and LOML going through weird unknown health problems. We’ve been planning a trip in June and things were getting tight so I started a job at somewhere I thought I’d love but every second in the building is a trigger because my boss and her long term employees have no patience for the people she didn’t bother training. I want to do well there and try my very best to make her happy and to show that I can do the job because I love the location and the hours are perfect for what I can do but being belittled and walking on eggshells 5 hours a day is really starting to get to me plus being so tired with my daughter the rest of the day. I’m trying to potty train her as well which is hard with the now limited time I have with her and she’s having trouble sleeping I think because shes missing me so I’m not getting to bed myself until late. I miss her and this is an insanely hard chapter of my life. I feel alone most of the time because my family lives far away.. I moved 12 hours away to live near my boyfriend’s family for help with our daughter. My parents and aging and I’m missing everything back home I’m depressed and anxious about it always. I feel weak.

Backstory first and Advice section underneath.
If you have any questions please ask. And please don’t tell me to block her, that will destroy me even more
We were very good friends the last two years of high school. We would talk for hours watching airplanes land and listening to music. There were times where we would literally sit there staring into each others eyes for minutes on end and we would never do anything about it. There was one time when we watched a movie with all of our friends in her basement and she moved to cuddle with me and I shit you not it was the best 45 minutes of my entire life and all I was doing was holding her and playing with her hands
(She has SA issues in her childhood and I would never touch her or do anything to make her uncomfortable unless I was 200% sure. Well I got to maybe 185% sure she wants to kiss me on 10+ occasions.
After school we kind of fizzled out due to me making some poor choices. About a year or so after the last time we talked she texted me saying she was thinking about me all the time and wanted to check up on me. I told her how I was doing and somehow it led into an argument about the way she left things. We went cold for another year and then boom. Same thing.
Told her I can’t stop thinking about her and she said the same. We caught up and met up once to smoke and it was the same exact thing as when we were kids. Just so much fucking tension. After that we just kind of got busy lives or whatnot and didn’t talk much.
Now I’ll text her once every week or so and respond to her posts, “proud of you!” “Happy for you! Love seeing you smile” and I will just give the occasional respectful adult nod that I still adore her.
I feel like she feels we have a unspoken cemented friendship where nothing will get misinterpreted,
HOWEVER!!!!! THIS IS WHERE I NEED HELP
When I tell her she’s on my mind she still says same. When I send her a Snapchat she responds with the most fucking adorable smile that looks like she is just so elated to see me. When I call her beautiful she will send me a flaming heart emoji. When I tell her I need to see her soon she agrees but as always just one of those girls you can never catch. When I post something she’ll occasionally respond hyping whatever it is up (nobody ever does this)
I’m absolutely fucking crazy over this girl and I do not know what to do anymore. I feel like we both know we are just PERFECT together and I mean PERFECT. Like there’s not a single doubt in my mind that this woman would make me the happiest person on the face of the earth if I could just see her smile every day and keep her safe.
I’m about to cry writing this and I haven’t in years. I seriously need somebody to slap me in the face and tell me what to do like I’m five because I can’t do this anymore. I feel like if I give up then I will lose the only girl I’ve ever truly wanted

hi all. i’m a 17 year old girl. currently, a girl ri used to go to school with, who is 18, has been insinuating she wants to get physical with me. she keeps saying, “you have a rude awakening coming.” i told her point blank if she fought me or i felt that she would fight me, i would take it to the law as i am a minor and she is an adult. is that a threat anyways? i am completely over this and don’t really want to wait until it gets violent to do something about it if i can now. i am located in missouri in the US.

I’ve been with my guy for years and we’ve always been such a strong match. We’ve worked through troubling times and have been there for each other for over 8 years. I truly can’t see myself with anyone else. I would like to soon move in together and share living expenses. I’m currently in graduate school and will work 40+ unpaid hours in my externship within the next year. Therefore, it is more than likely that we will not be able to comfortably afford a place. We both have a good chunk of student loans to pay off. He currently pays all of his living expenses but still lives with his family. And that’s ok for the time being.
But, it’s been almost a year since he’s graduated from undergrad with a degree. He still is working a part time job (25 hrs/week) that does not use his degree and does not make enough for us to live on our own. He has applied to many places with his degree, but has not yet had any luck landing an interview/job. This has been hard for me. I worry about our future and want us to have a life together. How should I proceed? He is extremely intelligent and also very introverted. He sometimes has a challenge putting himself out there. I want to support him as much as possible but i do feel that his lack of using his degree has generated some strain on our relationship. He feels that i view him as not enough or that he is lazy. It’s hard for me to communicate with him that i worry about our future. His family is also hard on him many times about him not using his degree.
I don’t want to come off brash, but sometimes i feel like we are not on the same page. I’m unsure what to do. We’re still young and have time to figure things out, but i tend to over analyze and stress. I think this sometimes rubs off on him. I don’t want to make him resent me. We recently got engaged and I’m thrilled to get our life going together. I need help figuring out how we can “meet in the middle” and be together on the same page.

I have postpartum gallstones. I had one undiagnosed attack a few weeks after giving birth, then one 8 hour attack in February, and one 3 hour attack in March. Nothing since but the US confirmed there are still stones and so I’m getting it out on Friday because I never want to feel that way again. I’m terrified and have a 25 lb. active 10 month old so am really sad about what the next 6 weeks are going to look like. I’ve always had diarrhea and tummy issues so I’m not necessarily scared of what it’s going to do to my digestive system since I already run to the bathroom sometimes- I’m more scared for the pain and logistics of it all. I’m looking for some general advice: - any must-buys for recovery? - how will I sleep? I have a recliner, but can’t I sleep in bed? - what should I eat after? - if you’re a parent, when did you hold your baby? Were you able to be present for them at all those first couple of days? - when could you start exercising again? I walk about 60-70 minutes a day to walk my son to and from daycare - what was the worst part? - did you need help going to the bathroom?
I’m still dealing with PPA and I generally have health anxiety (plus hospital trauma because of my less than ideal labor), so appreciate any advice you can give to keep me informed of what I’m getting myself into :)

Ever since I was a child I would always randomly feel a weird, sad feeling. Like the feeling you get when you stay over at a friends house and end up crying and calling your mom to pick you up because you can’t sleep. I’ll randomly get a wave of it, there’s not really a pattern. Just sad, sick, wanna curl up under the covers, wanna cry but I can’t. Like I just wanna go home? I’m longing for something but I don’t know what it is. I always ask others if they feel the same, people have given me answers but none of them really fit the feeling. It would happen as a child and I’d always cuddle my mom, crying because I wanted to go home. As I’ve gotten older it happens more frequently, not daily but maybe like every 2-3 days. Lasts for hours. Sorry if this post doesn’t make sense, it’s really hard to describe this feeling.

Hi all, curious to see if i can get some insight on beta blockers, what to expect, how to dose? A little backstory ive been doing rodeo competitively for years and never had nerves or anxiety, aside from just pre-game jitters. I Had a kid about a year ago, and around the same i was involved in a bit of rougher than usual fall. Ive been riding horses my whole life, have fallen more times than i care to remember or count at both slow and high speeds, and until i had my kid never really got scared about what was to come.
Going into last year i noticed that my heart has been beating through my chest and i would be almost blacking out at the same time where previously i was stoic and ready. This obviously was a new experience and i settled into what was possibly the longest and worst slump of my life in any athletic endeavor. During the offseason I reached out for sport psycholgy help and have been better about visualizing, and working on building my confidence back up, but at the same time ive been prescribed propranolol by my doctor. Can anyone give me insight as to how its helped them, how to dose, how to know its "working". Thank you in advance.

TW: detailed SA
To preface this, I was manipulated and abused by a boy when I was 13. During this time my mom abandoned me with my dad and I was in an extremely vulnerable position emotionally. I had just left foster care as well and had really never experienced real love or attention.
That was until I met a boy in my grade(7th grade), who immediately started complimenting me and approaching me sexually. He would send me other girls nudes, who were also our age, saying it was normal to send nudes even though I didn't want to. He endlessly pressured me into sending nudes by saying he was going to hurt himself or even kill himself. He pressured me into dating him and I ended up "dating" him for the next 9 months. On our first date he immediately got me away from my mom and kissed me and grabbed my chest and immediately starting putting his hand down my underwear. I pushed him off of me and my mom immediately turned the corner to find us. She ended up essentially dropping off the face of the earth less than a week later.
After this "date," we continued to text and he wanted to know when I'd be ready for sex. He wanted me to sext with him and I physically couldn't I was just 13 and too awkward to. He'd get extremely mad and end up sexting other girls just to send me screenshots of their messages and nudes. For some reason I thought this was normal. I told him I wouldn't feel ready for sex until I was at least 14, but a month into dating he came over to my house with 2 of our friends. Our 2 friends went upstairs and we stayed in my room, he forced himself onto me after we had been kissing. He pulled down my pants and I said no and he begun raping me I cried and said no and that it hurt but he still continued. When he finished, he had blood on his hands which he wiped off and we went upstairs to be with our friends. I told him it wasnt normal and it hurt and there was blood on his hands but he showed me a porn of how virgins usually bleed so I thought it was normal.
I continued dating him, I thought this whole thing was normal so we had more sex and do sexual things. I went on a trip with him and his family a few months later even and while there he strangled me. I was in the middle of rambling about some show I was interested in and he wrapped both hands around my neck and squeezed so hard. I just looked into his eyes and gasped and he had no emotion on his face at all. He ended up breaking up with me a few months later blaming my poor mental health.
Months after that I started piecing together that what happened wasn't normal. I would look at the spot on the ground where it happened in my room and get flashbacks. Even though we had "broken up" we were still texting and I told him that I didnt want what had happened that day. I also took a sex ed class after it had happened and realized technically it had been rape. I told him my concerns and he admitted that what had happened wasn't right. I dont remember what happened to make me so angry at him that I went to our school counselors and reported him, but he did something to aggravate me? There was a police investigation but I dropped charges due to already having to go to court like every month for the past year for foster care complications and getting a restraining order on my mom. He ended up moving schools soon after and I moved 100 miles away the following year.
Fast forward, I've been dating my boyfriend for almost a year and we live together. We're both broke students but we really love each other. He was in a car accident last week that totaled his car, he was physically fine but taken away by an ambulance and in the hospital for the rest of the day. The doctors were worried there might be spine or head trauma/damage and I've never been so worried in my life. He ended up fine but I realized that I really want to spend a good portion of my life with this man, possibly even have kids. He's my only family really and he's amazing, imagining him injured or worse made me lose my mind at the hospital.
He knows a lot about my trauma, my mom ended up dying so he's comforted me through that as well as listening to all the horrible things I've experienced. I've mentioned there's one thing I can't talk about which is this. I physically cannot bring any of this up to him and I can't even say the word rape out loud. He's assured me I can tell him whenever I feel ready but I don't know how to admit these things unless he asks me very specific questions about it which obviously I cant expect.
He's very gentle with me but sometimes I feel myself disassociated during sex and get flashbacks to what happened. I just want him to understand what happened but I don't even know how to begin the conversation.
If anyone has advice on how I bring this up to him it would be very appreciated.