I’m not really sure what I’m going to say in this. I apologize if I waste anyone’s time. I guess I’ll share my life story. I’m desperate at this point. My mother and father got divorced when I was 3 years old ( currently 17). She then married this man names Nathan. At first everything was ok. But it wasn’t… It started off with little things like if I spilled milk from my cereal he would hit me. But it escalated. He raped my sister, and would hit me and torture us all the time. Threatening to kill us if we said anything. My mother worked 3rd shift so she was always gone or asleep. One day we went swimming, I was maybe 5. I couldn’t swim. I don’t remember where we were but the image of that pool is forever engrained in my head. Shoved me in. And walked out. I remember being underwater.. So calm and peaceful. But then nothing. A man saved me. My mother divorced him then he went and did things to another family. I just wish I would have drowned. I have a lot of panic attacks at night but the thing is now I live a pretty nice life. Football player, nice car, but still at night I get so down. I’m ready to leave. Soon.