I mentioned in my childhood I had gone through sexual trauma. This put me in a very hard place in my life and still does to this day but in my early teens I attempted and almost succeeded in suicide. I remember I spent a couple of months one summer stuck in my room. I decided if I could live my life helping people at least I would have a purpose. For a long while afterwards I lived like this. But when I met my boyfriend everything changed. Standing up for myself inspite of other people needs is something that I have always struggled with. So there is a lot of guilt because the time frame where he dropped out of school and started drugs was directly after I decided not to kill myself and try and live for others