I grew up in a house with domestic violence and developed multiple mental illnesses. At 18 years old, I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, anorexia and a personality disorder. I don't know if I would have become ill without the violence but it definitely contributed.
Becoming an adult is meant to be the best part of your life but for me it was the start of a downward spiral.
After a few years in and out of hospitals and therapy, I'm finally on the path to getting better. I know what it's like to be at rock bottom and then have the ground fall out from under you, but luckily I had people there to catch me.
There is help out there and it's worth seeking. Now I can see the sunlight peeking in and I'm getting my life back. Please keep fighting, you have a future worth living.