I knew something was not right with me. But like most victims, I kept it buried deep inside and talked to no one about it. I knew I was too easily swayed into bad situations, but I didn’t know how to stop it. I knew that I didn’t want to treat others the way I had been treated and most of the time, became so wishy-washy and clingy in an attempt ‘make everyone around me feel good’ that people couldn’t stand me.
In my life, I endured many labels of shame imposed on me by both my family and ‘certified therapists’ and the labels of shame imposed by societal systems — all of which I now know are not true. It isn’t me — it’s what happened to me. As I am relieved of my stress, I am relieved of my compulsions.