I found my father hanging at the end of a rope with which he had hung himself when I was 12 years old. I went into a state of shock and found myself wandering in a field where I would fly kites whenI lived with him a year earlier. I thought he was there, after I saw him dead.

The next decade was a blur. My instinkts for survival became activated. I graduated high school but with great cost to my soul. The school had no idea what had happpened and I could barely speak due to my stress.

I was in lots of pain but was unable to ask for help, due to irrational fears.

Mental health providors and medicine saved my life as I wanted to die to end my pain.

I have a good life thanks to the hard work of doctors and nurses and supportive people. Still, some triggers are painful when triggered and I become petrified. I cope very well with much help