I do not need more friends to help this situation makes me ill?

Hi friends watch, we need more than one board, because my life is a balance on uneven ahunque all the time makes me strong and watch everything from "sideways", 1 years ago 1 / 2 my ex partner left me a consequence of its flia or so I gather all the time awful consequence of moments lived, she know her lifetime (he was my neighbor from her 5 year old) now we are young, until we reached the grooms favorite moment of my life left 2 years (if my best friend was my wife) and the third Reliz together a plan to drink a vat being as beautiful in my soul, she dreamed of marriage and become old together, the house I was working it would look .. Finally, after his decision and stupid arguments (the flia me off because she is very fragile) Whatever happens, the blow anemic me to make crazy stuff like "manochantas" they told me that she bewitched, finally .. my life hit me in the face to the floor, try to get ahead but the friends in common (thousands), or talking about me and I killed her, not 5 months and saw that she was away but over time the junction will 8meses talk, cry, told me that I would make it worse, I pull the drug, not helped me, my life, but that leaves minimal talk I get up, I went back to working order. . for two months a friend told me that the cross and found to have a boyfriend .. what a month, to cry, I went back to drugs, leave me until my friends lifted me
(no friends in common who lived similar situations), but I hate I can not have provided the cross, I know, is working is because she told me endonde
, it is not anything more than comments, or birds flia me my account, I forgot the day, another memory, from this forum before and I dream too much with it but that is another issue, she was very cruel to me but was the only person in the world q I said I love you with heart and wept Ahun love … and always remember some of it escapes me when I advise my friends .. but this does not get more .. And I come into your facebook PORQUE SE PORQUE NO SE QUE ME HARE MAL! I see now as I squeeze the chest and the heart thing! cry .. do not know if the still vague .. I was at this time with girls all the time but I see it … if I’m not mad or that but I did not mass, I cry and nobody listens to me .. his indifference is a dagger .. (Delete your CEL, ME removed MSN ETC ETC) I would do the same for me but I swear but I do have it .. inside me .. (pardon me broke): (
Nothing, this coming Saturday for a party and I know she’s pregnant, I killed almost mori me down, I shall not despair, I feel useless stupid to know that one in 4 months which I think leads regarding what she is given I always quito for it, baby I remember everything .. and stupid as weeping.
They told me many things "out of sight I do not think so," she was already past and you do not understand what I think you get wrong, "I’m not on the floor .. .. this is amazing, is not it .. I feel so normal .. it’s normal to drop your arms to my world I was sobered to reconstructed? blind is normal for me this way?
I am 23 years professional
He has 21 years and is used for private advertising
It is little I can say I appreciate HELP .. thanks



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Is there any way to save this relationship after such an accusation?
I was repeatedly sexually abused as a child by three different abusers. On one occasion, when I was 7 years old, I awoke one morning to find feces and blood in my underwear. Being a child, I assumed I had just soiled myself and I was ashamed, so I hid the underwear. Later on, I told my stepmother what I had seen and she took me to see my gynecologist. He informed me that I had been abused. 14 years later, with a child of my own, I returned home last night after leaving my daughter with my boyfriend to find feces and blood in her diaper and that she screamed when I wiped her. This has happened before, but something triggered that memory this time, and I was stricken with fear for my daughter. Just the irrational, faceless fear. But I know what kind of person my boyfriend is. I wasn’t accusing him. I just asked him to tell me what had happened to her so that I could fight my fear with facts. I was looking for reassurance. He now feels that I believe him to be abusive, that he can never be alone with my daughter again and our relationship is ruined.

Where can I go from here?

Is there any way to make him see that I was experiencing an instance of association with my experience, like a flashback of some sort, and that it was not an actual mistrust of his character? Is there any way to save this relationship?

This man means everything to my daughter and I. He is the only father she has ever known, and I would never forgive myself for coming between the two of them. He has been there when nobody else has, and I fear that I have thrown that away. I will try any suggestion, take any measure to prevent this family of ours from being torn apart.

Thank you for your thoughtful and prompt reply.
Daughter has been examined for this before and it stems from a problem with chronic constipation, I believe.
When I discovered this in her diaper, I asked if he knew why there would be blood in her diaper (what makes this even worse is that I told him this had happened before from constipation) and why she screamed when I wiped her. He asked where she was bleeding from, and I said, rather irritably "down there". I tried wiping her again and then said again "I’m just trying to figure out why MY daughter (again, language I shouldn’t have used) is screaming when I try to wipe her".

This is when he realized what must have crossed my mind, and got very upset.
I actually didnt say it was in her diaper, to begin with, I just said "…why she would be bleeding…"


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I was repeatedly sexually abused as a child by three different abusers. On one occasion, when I was 7 years old, I awoke one morning to find feces and blood in my underwear. Being a child, I assumed I had just soiled myself and I was ashamed, so I hid the underwear. Later on, I told my stepmother what I had seen and she took me to see my gynecologist. He informed me that I had been abused. 14 years later, with a child of my own, I returned home last night after leaving my daughter with my boyfriend to find feces and blood in her diaper and that she screamed when I wiped her. This has happened before, but something triggered that memory this time, and I was stricken with fear for my daughter. Just the irrational, faceless fear. But I know what kind of person my boyfriend is. I wasn’t accusing him. I just asked him to tell me what had happened to her so that I could fight my fear with facts. I was looking for reassurance. He now feels that I believe him to be abusive, that he can never be alone with my daughter again and our relationship is ruined.

Where can I go from here?

Is there any way to make him see that I was experiencing an instance of association with my experience, like a flashback of some sort, and that it was not an actual mistrust of his character? Is there any way to save this relationship?

This man means everything to my daughter and I. He is the only father she has ever known, and I would never forgive myself for coming between the two of them. He has been there when nobody else has, and I fear that I have thrown that away. I will try any suggestion, take any measure to prevent this family of ours from being torn apart.

Thank you for your thoughtful and prompt reply.

Daughter was not abused, she has problems like this (with constipation) all the time. This time it just triggered that memory.
DAUGHTER WAS N O T ABUSED!!!


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