Sorry to hear that
@ROBERT TALON. I do understand that actually damaging things could happen by revealing one's story. But as you say, it would be quite rare, and probably not the basis for a long-term life lesson and hopefully one that can be usually be avoided by using good judgment about the people you trust to tell.
For me, the story has a happy ending. Since telling my boyfriend about my past, he has been his usual sweet self to me, but it has also brought us closer. For my part, I revel in the knowledge that he knows more about my dark past, and still adores me. It really felt like if I showed him how my parents saw me, he'd see the same thing. But he rejected their treatment of me out of hand, and reserved only compassion for me. On his end, he seems to indicate that he has even more to admire and love about me - he told me this weekend that "special" does not do justice in describing me. That's more than I could have hoped for.
Even if things didn't work out between him and me (I truly think it will, but just saying), telling, and being affirmed in my experience, and then being lauded for my strength has been healing in a lasting way. I will never eradicate the risk that revealing my past exposes me to, but this has given me courage to continue to do so to the extent I am strong enough to handle it.