I reside on the East shores of the United States. I am 39 yrs, but it seems like I am 80 who has lived many unbearable life times. I could question myself of how many times I have died, though I have only died once, which seems like the day I was born.
I have suffered many traumas throughout my life: Being adopted, I was even abandoned by my adoptive parents (though still in their family, bounced around from family to family) I went through cultic abuse, of ridicule and humiliation mentally abused and taunted in front of the class at the age of 12. I wound up in a couple of car accidents around the age of 12&13. I was raped at the age of 14, kidnapped by a stranger. My children were kidnapped by the cult family, they were abused. I did find them and get them back. I went through domestic violence and tortured by my spouse, then abused by my children.(They wound up treating me like everyone else did.)
I was abused by a system- as you can guess the system I was in, going through all of this.- I wound up in a cult type atmosphere again. ( With thoughts of, not every church could be a cult.)
My life was threatened by the leader and I was mentally abused in there, as they thought I should be punished and go through a trial to test my faith. They also said I have to suffer consequences because I had high anxieties, which they said was a sign of an unbelief in God and I had to be broken. The cult leaders were planted in the town which was bigger than I thought it was and I became a targeted individual. The cult leader used me also for my writings as he used them in his sermons, until I showed what they called rebellion against them. Then he mocked them in his sermons.
I wound up speaking a gibberish speech from the mind control and mental abuse. They threatened to destroy my life. Even having friends in higher places, to assault me, have me threatened to be silent, and slandering me. I am a targeted Individual and have been as far as I noticed it about 8 yrs now. They have connections throughout my town and I have little to not really any support.
I have PTSD which occupies my body, consumes most of my days, and drags me back into its nightmares.
I seem to be lost and buried under my pain, though my light breaks though in glimpses until I am over taken again.
Most of my interests talent and things of my life have just about disappeared. I live in chronic pain daily.
I live with anxieties, panic attacks, triggers, flashbacks, nightmares, depression, physical and emotional pain, bout of crying, bouts of screaming, and other things. The list goes on.