Throwaway. My next door neighbor abused me for 3 and a half years between the ages...

of 6-10. Although what he did to me took up a relatively small amount of my life, it changed everything. I've never had a best friend or a partner, my ability to trust and form healthy relationships is just about nonexistent. I avoid certain places, songs, names, family members, clothing types, and TV shows like the plague because I know there's a chance it'll lead to a panic attack. I keep a cloth perfumed with my favorite scent in case I get a whiff of that foul cologne he would constantly wear, it invades my nose and refuses to leave...

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