I am so, so done with living. I've lived with cPTSD practically my whole life. I had violent abusive parents and ended up homeless at 15. I was in a shooting/crowd crush when I was 9 years old. I've made several attempts on my own life in the past, some more serious than others. I married and had children with someone who also had mental health problems and ended up leaving him because I was worried we'd end up a murder-suicide and we had young children who needed looked after.
Then I met a guy who pursued me and seemed to adore me. I kept him at arm's length for a long time until he wore me down with his charm and confidence. After 5 years in a LDR, I gave up my secure tenancy


