I really think it’s just an internal PTSD, that I don’t even really remember... My sister and I were both molested by my cousin, it was that type of boujee ass family that wanted to “Sweep it under the rug” his punishment was having to tell a pedophile priest what he had done. So having to sit at a table with him, year after year... this is why I wake up on Mother’s Day, Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving.. and I want to vomit .. 

I’m estranged from my family.. I haven’t HAD to go to a holiday since I was 25! I’m 42.. when the fuck will this end? It’s seriously the only part of my trauma that’s still annoying.. it’s fucking mother’s day! I should be happy! My adult son is home, cooking me a great lunch.. and I just wanna hide in bed! 

Does anyone else go thru anything similar?