I really don't know. My parents were both mentally abusive, my mom still is, and my dad is physically abusive. Over that period I went through ... pretty much every day. I was also in a traumatic relationship that I haven't talked about yet. I suppose my experiences in school also posed a minor amount of trauma.

I've had 7 over a period of 30 years.

Tammy

Multiple though after the age of sixteen (moved out, went to college), 'only two'. I've done my best to keep everything as boring (i.e. peaceful, for me) as I can.

Hello All,

Well, I'd have to say that experiencing the first and subsequent traumas as a child pretty much set me up for a let down regarding keeping myself safe. For the most part, I am a confident, solid individual. But perpertrators seem drawn to me when I am at my most vulnerable moments. It's quite sad really beause it is these moments I spend so much time and energy on instead of the majority of time spent enjoying my life. CS

I think I've lost track over the years of how many exactly and some I have even forgotten about completely, one it took a friend to remind me of it.

With what anthony stated in his quote, I have to completely agree with. I have never felt more at ease during the day or slept better at night than when I was in Afghanistan. Even through out the chaos and knowing the potential imminent danger, there was always a feeling that I was doing what was meant of me. We were fine tuned to operate in that situation and my body was finally doing it for real.

i voted "many incidents throughout my lifetime”.

tho ignorantly choose to stay away from identifying/remembering most for survival... dont want to have a melt-down..

i used a term to my husband recently to explain what its feeling like of late...

i can picture like the side of a cliff, with all the different layers of rock/slate & compacted dirt... and i have this vision of that cliff face... with the knowing that there are fossils within each of those layers i havent been allowed to investigate/grieve/deal/accept etc....

Batgirl- Hmmm good question. Over 17 years on the job, so too many to count. Yet, it took just one major one to set the ball in motion. To make matters worse, in therapy and meditation while going deep within I had a flashback unrelated to the incident. I learned I was raped as a child and my brain is being kind and letting the memories come out slowly. I have not dealt with this at all.

Those involving single violent deaths, 13, multiple deaths 3, near death experiences 2, violent injuries lost track, quit counting,the faces are all still there, the sounds, the smells but the numbers have blurred.

nothing really after that. all other is just normal stuff everyone else experiences from time to time.

not only was the trauma of rape, intended suffocation but also being repeatedly threatened from telling anyone or harm will come to me and my family. one priest came to my classroom the first day of school which a week after the gang rape, now bishop, actually hit me with his knuckle on top of my head firmly. asked me if i told anyone. i said no.

that same week, age 9, i was taken to the dr's and diagnosed with an inflamed and irritated rectum, and vd. imagine at age 9. my father who is in medicine ignored it, was in denial or maybe was just like them.

i have two dr's of psychotherapy. i conned my mother and father to come to one visit. i separated them so that my father and i would meet alone with one therapist. my father slipped and admitted that i had vd and rectum problem at age nine. the dr asked my father why this didn't raise a red flag. my fathers response was he thought i was having an afair with the 22 yr old on our street. imagine 8 years old. i later found out and it is well known that the med dr who treated me was banned from going into the hospitals. have no idea why.

I replied to the survey "how many"...too many, I guess.

Sexually molested, physically abused, raped, ignored suicide attempt, emotionally abused (by husband), coerced abortions. They span far too many years.

It's manifested itself in some pretty nasty ways, including physically / biologically in symptoms of MS (the full boat). It's like I fried some circuits. Depression, fogs, cognitive issues, the works.

I only now realize that it's probably PTSD, but I"ve never been diagnosed. I think I'm getting better with some of the things that I"m doing for myself, but it seems like I relapse. Today sucked for instance.

Can I just keep going? Will I get better?

sigh...