I was a really miserable person during childhood, with my epilepsy medication side effects countless operations and bad experiences and brushes with death. I was happy according to my parents until the age of 7 or 8 but I changed. I had an obsession with padeophiles and thought i was going to be a victim, so i used to sit and cry in my room with knifes at my side and i would refuse to go out. It didnt help when i did go out and i was chased in a car by a man. I was bullied severly in secondary school and problems with nightmares occured later on, I now see a pdoc and am taking medication and things are getting better I just hope I dont fall off the horse into the putrid mud below
Please dont judge me
Any comments welcome!
Loves and hugs for all
We must persist to push through the negative barrier to obtain the happiness at the other side