Yes I did I watched my mother almost get killed, I was raped, and got beaten til I was 11

Sexual abuse starting at the age of 8 by my uncle and A father that was a rageaholic and suffered with bipolar disorder. Hugs

too traumatic to talk about. man, not sure if it is more traumatic than yours cam. my best to you

I'm afraid to answer this post you might get over 2000 hits. It's just something about you ;)

Y'all are really going to think I'm crazy and I'm sorry if this rash in explanation but it is something I experienced when I about 4 yrs old that has never left my mind and if you are offended by gore then stop reading now as that is not my intention.
Anyway, when I was about 4 my mother and I were at some friends house, my father was in the military, anyway I was playing in the back yard with the womens two little boys, they had this cat and said that it was evil cause it got hit by a car and didn't die, so they had to kill it. They then tied it to a cinder block and took a large mallet and you know what they did, anyway the spray rained across the dress , I was so shocked that all I could do was go in and I just looked at my mother, who then screamed , grabbed me and ran out of the house.
My question, could something so traumatic do something to those chemicals effected by the event we went thru and it somehow put a chemical embalance into action?

yup. the only one I'll put here, though, is that i had a major concussion when I was 3. Swelled toward the inside. Had siezures for weeks. Forgot everything. Had to start all over...bottle, diapers, learning to walk and talk..everything.

I have lots of BP in my family, though, so who knows?

Yes 2Fast it's called jump start your fucked, and let the show begin.

Yes I belive so, I have to many traumatic experiences to mention, plus talking about it just exposes myself to more pain :((

to help u understand where we are all connected i will say ive had Traumatic Childhood Experience but they hurt to bring up...

yes i watched my father beat the hell out of mother on the regular and when i got older and sick of it he and i got at it. the differnce was i wasnt my mother and gave just as good as i got

I was sexually and physically abused as a child.

It's probably not right of me to make a positive comment to your response, but go you! I am not a doormat and nowhere on my body are the words WELCOME!

Is all this what bent our little brains and now haunt with the worse of life the uncontrollable destructive manic, raging bitch and razor wrist split od'd in the tub?

I'm sorry, I dramatizing the dirty side of the disorder, the raw truth.

As they say in the hood, "It's all good."