From the ages of 17 - 23, I was emotionally abused. From the end of high school, through college, to the first year I worked, and then I ended up in a mental hospital.

I was abused by many different people. I suppose people could call it just " mean." But because there was bullying by my peers, and my mother, and bc people treated me poorly including some teachers and a psychiatrist, and because it was cumulative, I consider this to be an experience of abuse and traumatic.

I was an English major at first, but switched to psychology. English classes were a **** show and abusive. It ruined writing classes for me. I should not have been in college but my mom pressured me to be and bullied me into it. The whole ****ing way.

I signed up to take a poetry class in my community this Fall. Its already bringing up terror and traumatic memories for me. I may drop it.

I graduated college in 2005. I to this day do not consider it a personal accomplishment. It wasn't something I wanted. I believe its the reason why its been so hard for me to show up in life. I collapsed and ended up refusing to do anything if I didn't want to.