I was 5 when my life fell apart. I’m 14 now. I had a babysitter that was very nice, I spent everyday with her because my mother liked to party. Her brother soon moved in with her and he had kids of his own. He saw his kids every week and I became friends with them. The only movies they owned were scary and the first time I got scared my babysitter was sleeping and so I went into her brothers room and he said come lay with me, that is when it happened. This went on for a year, I never said a word. The next year we moved and my mom got a boyfriend when I turned 6, he moved in. He wasn’t a nice man he hurt me and my mom. That lasted for 2 years until they broke up and my grandma took me in. I did tell anyone anything until I was 13. I still haven’t talked about it people know but I never went into detail. I don’t think I am ever going to be ready.
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As a kid I was raped as well. It was by my step-dad at the time. I understand what your going through it started when I was 9 and ended when is 15. I am now 19 and still do not really talk about it. I have opened up about a little bit. I can say it never gets easy to talk about but one day you will find someone who you will want to talk about it to. You will feel a bit better getting to vent but it will never make the feeling of what happened go away. I just told my mom what happened in detail for the first time in 4 years a month ago. It was not easy and I cried a lot. I wrote her a letter because I still to this day can not verbally talk about it, Just keep your head high because no matter what life will get better even when your dealing with the feelings of what happened and sometimes you will have bad days and the memories will come back. you just have to remember that your very strong, and that it was far from being your fault.
I know exactly what you say, tell people than we are raped but tell our story completly it’s not easy. I trust in you, and I think we progress and healings each in our rhythm. Thank you to share your story, you are a survivor, you are still here on this earth so you can say you are a brave and strong women.
With my love sincerely
(Sorry for my english language, this isn’t my maternal language)