It's been a long 18 years...

My mom was a teen mom, and my biological father is or was a drug addict apparently. I've never met him. When i was 3 or 4 my mom married. He was not a good man. He was emotionally and physically abusive, and nearly killed us many times. When i was 6, my mom and i escaped him. She met another man who is a great and protective person, and only wants to be a good and kind father to me (spoiler alert! He is!) But even now, 11 years after they met, i still have some residual fear with him. I was diagnosed with type one diabetes not long after we escaped that house, a couple weeks before my 7th birthday. That in and of itself has been a major struggle, and is made worse in times of stress .

When i was 8, i was sexually assaulted at an after school daycare by a kid a few years my senior. I don't talk about it much and rarely go into detail, but because of him there are certain intimate things i refuse to do or get physically ill.

Those are the big things, although it would take years to get everything.