I would look for someone who specializes in addiction and PTSD in women. The reading I've done on it has been eye opening for me - how PTSD feeds a vicious cycle with alcoholism. I certainly saw that in myself. It's not so much that I felt shame at my memories - I felt held hostage by them, and not just emotionally, but viscerally. It's the difference between recalling a memory and feeling like you are actually reliving it over and over again.
Day three is fantastic, Brit. Hang in there.