Hey anon, I've been following your posts and a lot of what you're stating sounds like I may be in the same boat as you. How would I know?
Life has been shitty. Lots of bouts of depression. Life just doesn't seem to work for me. The striped shirts comment hit me hard. I specifically remember always being bought striped shirts growing up. And I too, have had many times where I should have "died" because of an accident or something that I barely avoided.
Your messages are resonating with me a lot. I found some of the stuff you posted on reddit. And bro… A lot of things are making sense. I feel like I came across you and it wasn't a coincidence.
As far as my family history goes, my family kind of just keeps that stuff to themselves. They don't really share any history. They don't share anything about our family's past. Nothing. The only shit I get out of them is gossip about each other. Any type of well thought out response from them doesn't exist. It's maddening.
Man, I hope you're right and me trusting the plan turns out okay because I'm exhausted with life.