I was physically and emotionally abused as a child, witnessed a lot of adults abusing each other, and my mother was an alcoholic. I was a pretty strong kid, I didnt have a choice, I had to be.
About 13 years ago, I was a single mom, had a pretty good life going, and I had a complete and total melt down one night, all of the pain came rushing in all in one night. I was suicidal, depressed, anxiety ridden. It was horrible. I fought hard and beat it. Or so I thought. Here I am today, on meds once again.