Who knows why memories come up when they do. Maybe it's right that they come up when we're ready to deal with it. In some ways, I wish I had known when I became a teenager. I wouldn't have been seeking approval and masculine love the way I did! Teenager, heck! I did it between marriages, too.
Maybe it's time for me to do something more than what I'm doing. Before, I always accomplished things through my anger. When I dealt with my abuse, the anger went away, leaving me without winds in my sails. There's been resentment for my T for leaving me that way ever since. It also takes a crisis to change the status quo. It might be a good idea if you and I looked at it from that angle, you think, maybe?
Good luck, Freewill. PM if you need to, ok?
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Psalm 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.