explain my situation a little more.
I was antagonized by a group from grade 7 or 8 onward until about a year after highschool when I moved away. This group waged a campaign of abuse on me which relied on the use of a very stupid and meaningless pet name, designed only to degrade me and isolate me. I heard it every day for years everywhere in town I went, it was a small town. From cars passing by, at school, in my workplace, at home (as some were friends with my brother). The use of the name spread like wildfire to anyone who wanted to fit in with this crowd. That was the worst part, people who didn't even know me, never spoke to me, never even saw me before, would just begin harassing me only thinking of fitting in with that crowd, without even thinking what it was doing to me or how it must feel to be treated like that. I was very shy in school so never stood up to them and never did anything at all about it. I did nothing to provoke it's use and never even responded to them so all they got out of it I suppose was a sense of power.
Anyway it has caused me alot of mental struggles and damage since then even after moving to the other side of the country. Every person I'd meet for a very long time even after moving, I'd ask myself if they would have been capable of doing that, as I saw person after person do it to me without even knowing me. I lived with the belief that everyone was capable of destroying someone's soul without asking questions or thinking, just becuase everyone aroudn them was doing it. I lost faith and trust in people.
I've come an extremely long way with SAD though and have made great progress but this thing still pops up once in a while and makes me angry and full of regret for not doing anything about it. And it's always in my head. I deal with it and ignore the negative thoughts and have been doing so for a long time but I still feel like I have this huge burden or secret that I can never talk about.
So what I'm wondering is if it's best to open up and talk to someone about these kind of past traumatizing experiences and the pet names, or just never talk about it so not to risk reviving it?
I've been with my girlfriend for seven years, she knows everything about me except this. I know she would understand it and all but I'd just feel like a loser once she knew about it. I know she would still love me and respect me but it would surely cast me under a new light.