Yeah, I'm convinced my PTSD could kill me and go on without me! So much damage from so early on... My abuse started "from the crib" too. From parents and neighbors and teachers - all those a child should be able to TRUST. And strangers. In my world there was NO safe place. Except in the woods behind our house. Worse yet was while this happening to me I also had to witness what they were doing to my brother as well. Life changing!!

I'm doing therapy - taking meds - learning how to live "among people." I've spent all or most of my life being ashamed of my existance. I'd like to get a glimpse of NOT feeling that way at some point... Good Luck to you!