Ok, so somehow i managed to survive 47 years, how or why I'm still breathing is far beyond me, my earliest memories are of abuse that ended when I figured out at twelve that I was safer on the street, drugs, alcohol, violence, at least it was my choice, I'm now finally sober, after running the gauntlet, pills, heroin, speed, psycadelics, the last time I o.d.ed I went into full renal failure, spent months in the hospital and was on dyalisis for almost a year and half, got clean and listened to the doctor's and made a full recovery, after being clean for about three years I began working in the community, I felt strong and thought I was in a good place and tricked myself into thinking I'd done the work of dealing with my trauma, until I started working graves at a residential program and was exposed to a group of individuals that had a sort of predator club/group type thing, which in turn led to me being turned out on "stress leave" after learning staff wasn't reporting incedents out of personal fear, after the last of several people I had to pull out of one individuals space, it was horrific, when I learned reports weren't being made I gave him a choice, out the window or by the ankles down the back stairs where there was no camera, either way he was going out, I'm finally getting help and for the first time and have a great team working with me, I feel super lucky and found this site researching emdr therapy, I'm still totally messed in the head and am scared having read many horrible stories of people having negative response to emdr that suffer from complex trauma, anyone has any advice I'm all ears, cheers.