Hey guys, BrodyDog here. I know I said I would love thread like this so I guess I have to 'bare my soul' too. The sexual abuse that I suffered at the hands of a close family relative started some time before I can actually remember. It was just always like that till I was around 11 or 12. I guess I got too old for him. But I survived. My father's cocaine abuse and what it did to my family. The betrayal by my best girlfriend. The only person I trusted in the world at the time(she slept with my BF, got preg. and wanted me to ask him for money for an abortion). Yet I survived them both. Countless bad relationships with lossers and drug addicts. The love of my life(so I thought at the time) another real winner. Sold me out to some druggies he owed money to. They proceeded rape me at gun point for two days. And still, HERE I AM!!!!!!! There is so much more but like stated in an earlier reply, those are the biggies. Or most of them anyway. Even at my worst, when I have the blade to my wrist(both literaly and figuratively at times), I think about
these things and I put the blade down. I know this is kind of longwinded compaired to the other replies but this is how I do things. I didn't feel list form was warrented. I haven't been feeling too good the last few days and reliving these traumas, well I can't say that it has helped all that much. Getting it out here, in writing, has however helped. It's like by setting it free, part of it leaves my soul. That helps me survive. I will continue to survive.