I know.

It's a mental prison. The fear is now programmed. There is no reason. There are only recollections and unanswered questions.

It was one thing after another. . . Severe neglect, emotional abuse, sexual abuse all within my family to the first boyfriend who was physically abusive. . . I actually testified for him?!?!? Why? Why do I ignore my pain and support all the abusers?

The unresolved issues eat away like cancer.