The other day I google mapped my childhood home. I'm not sure why I did it. I guess I wanted to envoke some kind of emotion from myself. All I felt was lonliness and an immense saddness. The kind of suffering the ten year old me didn't quite understand. I wanted to cry. They were so unfair to me.
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s* I'm really sorry for what you went through. No child should have to endure abuse like you did. Feel like sharing more, it might help?