This is extremely odd, and unusual. I was 9, or 10. I can’t remember the exact age. I have a cousin who is one year younger than me, who was exposed to drugs, violence, and sex from a young age due to his mother being in and out of jail. At a family gathering, he sexually abused me. I didn’t even know what sex was at that age. I immediately felt embarrassed and ashamed. I didn’t speak out until I turned 15. I’m 17 now. I’m not brave. I’m not strong. I suffer from PTSD, extreme anxiety, and depression. I’m suffering in my own skin.