I wasn't just abused by one person. I was pretty much abused by everyone until I was 17 1/2. My dad, mum, brother, teachers, students, random people on the streets when I walked home even a few so called "friends". I wasn't safe anywhere....
I can't move out of home because I can't fully take care of myself because of what this does to me and the only rehab's here are drug rehabs and I don't do that kinda stuff so yeah....
It doens't really matter that I'm young since I've already lived a life time full of hell and so I already feel very old because of my experiences.
I keep on holding out thatt things will get better as they can't get any worse but they aren't getting any better in a few aspects so I don't know where my life is taking me except into another trip to hell.