Today was graduation day for one of my nephews. I've always tried to be as supportive as possible to all of my nephews and nieces. So while I was happy for him, it was also tough because of being bombarded with flashbacks. At my graduation, my PTSD symptoms were horrible severe. Psychotic episodes happened every day.
Nobody helped me.
You have to protect little kids. I was repeatedly tortured by three psychos that got away with it. NOBODY helped us for a really long time.
Pain never goes away.