I just consider it to be a gift from God to know is enough for me.
I too
@Rain I cannot distinctly remember...and acting out years ago was my mind and body's way of processing it as sick as this sounds, plus I had no idea what lie beneath for decades, etc. My now mostly quieted and stilled mind through EMDR Therapy earlier this year...is as you above-shared truly the gift from God.
However, when it comes to my heartstrings, my emotions, and trying to get to know someone in a trusting, one-on-one loving, intimate, deep long-term relationship...my brain tends to go haywire and run amok emotionally due to lack of love experience and never seeing love up close and personal in my familial life and from an infant on up...being raised by monsters who did not know how to love.
Due to the father and the mother and others I was forced as a young child in my formative self-actualization years to grow up around and that I was forced to accept these monsters as part of my life most all who were viciously abusive in almost every way, I was unable to learn, comprehend, process, and remain calmed and stilled and these monsters were not loving, emotionally healthy grounded role models for me.
I never saw thus never learned nor grew up in and around...what long-term, and deep-seated committed love, persistent consistent caring give and take, risking with another and loving through adversity...I never saw this growing up in my family of origin. I never saw love being healthily exchanged and reciprocated and never saw love grow from and between two people in love and what this really looked like and felt like from the mother and the father and the other monsters that abused me. And I was taught that love (vs. what I was taught - sex and no love) was about beating, kicking, yelling, cursing, name calling, sexual abuse, physical torture and extreme violence and I witnessed this all up close and in my face...and never witnessed ongoing reciprocating love between two people...thus I never learned that love requires of my brain to try and remain calm, focused, and determined to risk, and grow in love with another, and that I had to allow someone else also to love me back (WT?). Sorting this out now...what a maize...an enigma now...I never saw thus learned what love was and is in my formative years and love was absent in my home. Now I feel at times I am drowning in what I do not know and was never taught about love and love scares me so to love another so much. I will not lose my self in another ever again.
Now I want to share and be here and in my personal life for as many precious hurting ptsd souls as I can be...for I feel beyond extremely fortunate that I didn't succeed in just giving up and permanently ending my life. I was so close...too close...
And I too feel that the thought of all of the perps/pervs makes my skin crawl...so I try not to spend much time at all in retrospective thoughts about these depraved and disgusting pervs/perps and what they did to my body and my mind. I was beat up, torturous traumas I have endured...awful unthinkable and unimaginable things...horrific traumatic events, inappropriate things were said and done to my precious mind and to my sweet, sweet body...and if I can help someone else try to gather their strength and courage to face their ptsd events/memories...this is one of the things that what I want to do now in my life.
@loui50 I am here for you. Hugs.