When a horrible thing happened to me and I couldn't go to my mother about it (she would have blamed me) I really wish I had told a teacher or reached out to someone for help. I have lived with this - and beaten myself up for it - my entire life. I am quite positive that I would have made some different choices in my life had I received the help I needed. Instead, as I loathed myself, I made some pretty crummy decisions and treated myself royally crappy.