Our abusive IRL father was a child groomer. When we were young, he would repeatedly take in young teenage runaways, often who were addicted to drugs and alcohol, give them a place to stay in our home, and keep them[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Hmmm, anon, in my experience there are two possibilities here. Possibility one: like a lot of people you have traumatic experiences that you have not yet processed and understood as trauma. When you talk about these experiences it makes other[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…