Thanks guys. I have found reading these forums so helpful.
To expand a little my daughters passing bought back memories of a few incidents that I swept so deeply that the recollections then seemed fresh.
When I was a wild teenager I was waiting for a boyfriend and was alone with his flat mate - I remember his name and exactly what he looked like. I was sitting down and he pulled a gun on me - it was real and it was loaded - he showed me the bullets - he had it stuck in my face and said that he was going to kill me - I remember the smell and taste in my mouth, I was about 13.5 at the time, so I didn't compute the reality of what had happened. This was the first of 3 incidents which I never dealt with.
I self medicated throughout my life (until about 9 years ago) with booze, drugs and food, but for all appearances was a fine upstanding citizen, but never quite connected with what I should have been doing as a mother and wife.
I have since stripped away all the old habits, but the worst mental collapse was with my daughters suicide and the circumstances around it.
Again, thanks for listening
