I know nothing whatsoever about growing up LGBTQ+ but I feel like this line is universal, "We don’t have the tools to process stress as kids, and we don’t recognize it as trauma as adults."

I wrote a whole book about the neglect and loss of my child hood that I didn’t even realize was probably my subconscious trying to process a deep seeded pain I am still struggling with into my forties.

I can't tell you it gets better but I feel like the only way things will ever get better is to keep trying. Good luck, brother.