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Old 14-12-2006, 02:42 AM
splost76 splost76 is offline Gender Male
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Hey All,
I thought I would share the story or my life with all and the struggles I have dealt with.
I imagine the best place to start is where it all began. I was at the lovely age of four years old. My younger sister had just passed away. At first in thinking back that would have been bad enough, but too top it off my crazy uncle decided this would be the time to teach me new things. Of course his new new things were sadistic in nature, needless to say for roughly six years I was sexually, emotionally, and at times physically abused by this man.
I did not start receiving counseling for this for many years, my dad was in the military and thought all therapists or counselors were quacks. So that left me to heal myself, where I then turn to self medication, which at first intailed self harmful behavior, and then alcohol. When I was a teenager I impressed the friends with how much I could drink and also how well I could fight. After being abused I had decided no one would hurt me again, and I learned how to fight.
I eventually received some counseling, and joined the military went to college and got married. Throughout this time I would have relapses, and be back with the therapist, but usually able to bring myself out of the slums.
Then last month the first of november, I was standing on a chair when it broke and I fell, receiving a concussion, broken wrist which needed plates to heal, and a dislocated shoulder. I had managed to injure both arms, making life miserable. The worse part was needing someone to bathe me and help me in the bathroom, it caused all of my earlier trauma to come back, and I hit my lowest point in my life. I had considered ending all, but did not have guts or stupidity to complete it.
A breaking point came when I realized, what was happening to me. Not that it got instantly better, but I had a point to go on. Went back to therapist, and now rehashing all of the abuse again. What I could really do with to help is a physical support group to go to, but cant find one.
I think by some miracle I found this place, and hopefully, I will soon be back on the road to recovery.
SP
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