My story i thought my life was good but now on my second marriage it too is falling apart. I had major surgery 5 years ago where i lost my colon and created an ostomy for the rest of my life. Since the surgery my memory from the past kicked into gear and the sexual abuse from my uncle when i was 10 to the age of 13 and the alcoholic grand parents where i grew up, my life is a mess. I suffer from depression and i am on medication but still trying to find the right dose. I have three children who i love to death but my love for everyone else is cold. My life is cold right now and i am not happy with me and have no idea what direction to go. One hope is i will begin a ptsd group in janurary at the local hospital and i will venture on my own until i can be happy for myself because all i do is bring down the people who love me. That is my story in short.