What Trauma Affected You the Most?

Being emotionally neglected or relentlessly bullied. Maybe emotionally neglected more because I I feel like I could go to someone with my feelings of being bullied so I delta with it making it worse. So emotionally neglected.

My ex stalking me and making death threats to me, my family, and my friends.

The event that caused my phobia. It's such a sensitive topic that I don't talk about it with anyone. Out of all the child abuse and neglect, that event sticks out the most.

Growing up with a sniper in my city and also s/a

Dealing with verbal abuse from my father and sexual abuse from a cousin

Being sexually abused by my older brother and neglected (emotionally) from my mother. The catalyst to the neglect was my Stepfather whom was on crack since I can remember, leaving my mom numerous times to struggle on her own to satisfy his selfish needs.

Being neglected by all of my family and friends for years multiple times (it still happens everyday.) and them thinking that I'm being a "dramatic attention seeker."

I was a thumb sucker until I was 5. I quit doing it all the time at around 3, but did it when I didn't feel good until about kindergarten starting. It was spring of 1988 and I was at my aunt and uncle's house with my family. One of my other uncles was there also. I wasn't feeling well so I was sucking my thumb that day. My aunt wanted to paint this stuff on my thumb that made it taste nasty. My parents said no because she'd done it once before and it made me very sick. They were arguing about it and us kids were playing with our cousins. Well my other uncle, who was high, got tired of the arguing and pulled out his pocket knife and proceeded to saw away at my thumb. I was screaming and twisting my hand, which in hindsight made it worse. The other kids were kicking and screaming. The other 4 adults came into the living room to see what was going on and all you know what broke loose. My dad grabbed his hand and pulled me loose. My mom and aunt took me to the kitchen to clean up the thumb and check to see if I needed stitches. My dad and uncle proceeded to shout "what were you thinking" with much profanity in the sentence at my other uncle. Then I was carried back into the living room in time to hear a very interesting conversation and see something I'll never forget Uncle "get out of my house" Other uncle "make me" Dad "ok Then uncle and dad grabbed other uncle by the waste band and shirt and threw him our of the house. I have a littral scar to remember this trauma. Sorry it's so long. I have never told this with so much detail. To this day I am scared to death of men who resemble what other uncle looked like then and of him.

The week my father died I was 16. It's the same week I found out I was pregnant because I couldn't stop throwing up. I had to sleep on the bathroom floor, if I could sleep at all. I was so dehydrated the hospital had to put an IV in my foot because they couldn't find a vein anywhere else. Then my boyfriend broke up with me. Then I got and abortion. I had to reschedule it because it conflicted with my fathers funeral. I was so weak I had to be carried into the clinic. This all happened within less than two weeks and it wrecked me.