I've been away, I have no excuse other than being busy and not wanting needing to deal with anything. I have good days and bad days and I'm always praying that the bad days go away very fast. The only real issue I've been having are the fucking nightmares, they're back, almost every night and it creeps me out. I've been dreading going to sleep and I've been taking 1 mmg of xanax to knock me out so I can forget about the nightmares.
But for the rest life's been treating me well, the only problem is the way I "feel" stuff.
But for the rest life's been treating me well, the only problem is the way I "feel" stuff.
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I'm going through the same thing with a brother who molested me at age 11. I'm 29 , whenever I have an intimate moment with someone I see my brothers face and I want to rip my eyes out. Right now he's sound asleep in a room about 2 meters away from mine. My doors are locked.i still sleep with a knife under my pillow. I really admire ur courage to write about this. I feel what u feel in every pore and every cell of my being. This is my first time posting abt my story on the Internet. I hope one day we can flick those memories off like bugs and be okay. I don't even aim for happy, just okay. Thank you for your amazing post, u give me hope, strength, more than u can imagine. Thank you.
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