I am 17 years old. When i was 5 years old, i was molested by my grandfather. It lasted all the way until I was 15. When I was 14, I was raped by my uncle, and that just ended two weeks ago. My dad has always been an alcoholic, and all my mother does
is denies. I was brought up to be the "perfect" little girl. I was a cheerleader, a flute player, a dancer, volleyball player, in gymnastics, on the swim team, and i was the best at all of it. When I was 12 I became
bulimic, and then when i was 15 I started self mutilating. This became extremely bad, to the point where I was hospitalized in a psychiatric facility. There I admitted about my grandfather and my uncle, and my parents did not belive me. When I got out, my uncle was so mad at me for telling that he would rape me 3 times a week. I became sick of life, and started doing cocaine, and eventually overdosed as a suicide attempt. My parents found me passed out in my bed, and called 911, where they pumped my stomach, and I was put in ICU for 2 days. From there they transferred me to another psychiatric facility, where I really progressed in treatment, and realized that i did not need my parents approval of the situation to live my life. When I got out my uncle continued rapping me, but I started trying to live my life. I got married, and soon found out I was pregnant with twins. We were so excited, but I was so worried that the babies might be my uncles, that I didn't tell anybody my worries, and I began binging and purging again. I did it throughout the entire pregnancy, not thinking that it might hurt my babies. When i was 26 weeks pregnant, my husband and I got into a car wreck, and I was wearing a seat belt, but I was so big, that my stomach hit the dash board extremly hard, and caused me to go into labor. There was internal damage, and they had to do an emergency cesarean. The babies were 3lbs 6oz, and 3lbs 9oz. They gained weight quickly, and were able to go home after two weeks of intensive treatment. It was extremely obvious that they were my husbands children. Six weeks later, I found out that I was 3 weeks pregnant again. I was still builimic, so that scared me extremely badly. My twins were so healthy, that I thought that i haden't affected them, that it had just affected me. A couple weeks later I found out that I was carring triplets (obviously multiple pregnancies runs in the family

). That day, i went to visit my parents, and my uncle was there, and he rapped me again. I got so sick of it all, that I called 911, got a rape kit done, and he got sent to jail. Two days later I misscarried one of the embryos. It sent me through an unbelivable bout of deppression, that my husband could just not understand. He began cheating on me, and I left him. I moved into an apartment with my best friend, and got a job as a dance cheoreographer, and another job at a daycare center. I've noticed how much of a stronger person my children have made me. I love them so much, and the last thing i want to do
is hurt them, or have them hurt. Now my twins are 3 months old, and they weigh 13lbs 1oz, and 10lbs 9oz. They are so healty, big and happy...it's one of the best feelings in the world. I'm 10 weeks pregnant, and my doctor said that she has never seen fetus's moving so spontaniously this early in a pregnancy. So obviously those two are doing pretty well also. The only problem
is that I'm not. I can't stop throwing up, and I don't know what to do. My doctor
is worried because she says I'm anemic, and I've lost 13lbs in the past two weeks. I don't know what to do. I don't want to hurt any of my babies, but i know if I continue like this...I will. HELP!!!!!!!!!!