I have almost all of them.

I don't like thinking about my childhood. Largely because a lot of it is just blackness. I do know there was some abuse from the male figure in my life. I, also, know I witnessed abuse to my mother. But I can never remember the extent.

I was in an abusive relationship in middle school, too. I never got the help I needed. It's pretty hard to at that age. I do kind of remember them showing us a video in eighth grade about teenage relationships turning abusive. It kind of... clicked then. I don't think about that much, either.

Actually. I'm sure it's VERY unhealthy how often I try to ignore that either ever happened. Maybe one day I'll be able to remember it clearly and speak about it. For now, though, all I can say is this list is essentially me to a T barring a few numbers.