I have seen the littles scared. I have heard stories. I have my own. I finally came out. I finally met someone who loved me enough I could remember my past, at least a certain part. Please don't give up. You are all wonderful people. And you are strong to endure such things. I may come here more or less. I don't know. For me I am now in the begining process. It can and will get better. At 33 years of age I have finally felt love. You can too.