I have been on the edge of suicide for a long time. Stuff from my past is rising to the surface and I wake up gasping for breath. I was a "sex slave" for a family member when I was younger. I found a way to cover it up so I could "live a normal life." Now at 43, I'm falling apart. It's all coming back. I told my parents, who had no idea at the time of it happening and they believe me, but I feel guilty for bringing up so much awful garbage. They are trying to help but the pain the abuser caused is so unimaginable. I cry almost all the time. It's hard to trust anyone bc then, in my 20s, the supervisor of the job I worked at raped me.
I'm getting exhausted. Thanku to whoever takes their time to read this.