My parents emotionally and physically abused me as a kid. They did the same to my sisters.
I completely forgot about my childhood. I blocked it from my memory where I was safe from it. About two months ago, I started to get depressed and have very bad terrifying anxiety. I got put on two antidepressants. My husband and my friends were trying to get me to get to the root of my anxiety. They started asking questions and one question led to a repressed memory, which just opened up the flood gates.
I start therapy on Tuesday. Found out that I'm the only one that has not gone to therapy yet. Just so hurt, angry, depressed and numbed at the same time.