This weekend, as part of my exposure therapy, I will be returning to the place where my partner and I were attacked. I have not stepped on that university campus since that day. Not to defend my thesis or receive my degree. Not to visit my favorite niece when, a few years later, she attended school there or her graduation. Not when my own daughters played in tournaments there.
I once tried going on my own but didn’t get to the front entrance without starting to heave. This time my therapist will be with me and one of my closest friends will be nearby, available for support. I am not sure why this is such a huge hurdle for me. Perhaps the biggest. We have been working on this for weeks in therapy. It is just a place. But even the thought of it has my heart pounding in my chest.
Any good thoughts, positive energy and/or prayers would be appreciated.