I dont know why I’m writing this, I’ve never done anything like this before but I’ve reached the end of some sort of coping point and I’m getting to the end of what I can manage with.
I’m 24 years old and I had an awful childhood. I’m ashamed and horrified by it to the point that I can’t bring myself to write on here exactly what happened, but then, the very nature of it does tend to shame its victims to silence. I used to have counselling but I stopped going just because I couldn’t talk,i mean,the words just wouldnt come out. I recently wanted to start […]