Those of you that have had terrible abusive childhoods, do you think it ever leaves you.. The Shame or the sadness.
Im 43 now and I am happily married with my own now adult son but I still think about it a lot, At least 3 times a day a memory will drag me back in time.
It seems so unfair that the first 18 years of your life cause upset for the remaining 60.
I’ve had therapy and I’m no contact, I can manage my reactions to these feelings better the older I get but it’s hard, is it just me or do others feel the same.