What if what I was told is correct? What if I can't keep a container or door closed? What if I really go insane!?
I know there are always people that have had it worse than me. I don't know if it would be so bad if it was only me. I am the second oldest of 6. I watched and saw what was done to my younger siblings. I protected them at times, but at times I didn't. I was tired.
I have forgotten so much. I looked up past reports of when my mother lost custody of us to the state. The things in the reports brought so many feelings and so much anger.
Many of the things I forgot about. In the report it lists some of my younger brothers saying how they were made to eat toenails in their cereal and eat cat litter. They were made to stand in front of a fan naked while water was throw on them. We were shocked by a device that had electric current. My one brother was cut between his toes with a knife where he needed stitches. They were made to perform oral sex, look at naked pictures of me.....and so on.
When I read the stuff it made me want to die. I don't want to revisit any of those memories, but then how will I get better? Some days I think I am better off being screwed up like I am now instead of risking remembering and fully falling off. I don't know what to tell my T.
I know there are always people that have had it worse than me. I don't know if it would be so bad if it was only me. I am the second oldest of 6. I watched and saw what was done to my younger siblings. I protected them at times, but at times I didn't. I was tired.
I have forgotten so much. I looked up past reports of when my mother lost custody of us to the state. The things in the reports brought so many feelings and so much anger.
Many of the things I forgot about. In the report it lists some of my younger brothers saying how they were made to eat toenails in their cereal and eat cat litter. They were made to stand in front of a fan naked while water was throw on them. We were shocked by a device that had electric current. My one brother was cut between his toes with a knife where he needed stitches. They were made to perform oral sex, look at naked pictures of me.....and so on.
When I read the stuff it made me want to die. I don't want to revisit any of those memories, but then how will I get better? Some days I think I am better off being screwed up like I am now instead of risking remembering and fully falling off. I don't know what to tell my T.