audball911 Posted January 12, 2011 Report Share Posted January 12, 2011 ...and this seems like the place to do it. It's been nine years, and I've only told one person. But I'm quite certain that others here will understand.I was 9, and it was Thanksgiving. The extended family was at my grandmother's house, all the cousins playing, etc, etc. I was downstairs with my older adopted cousins, when we were called upstairs for dinner. I went into another room to put a game away, and assumed they had both gone upstairs. I was wrong, and the oldest one ("T" from here on) pulled me into the bathroom and raped me.Normally, I would have gone bawling to my mother. Before he left the room, however, T warned me that if I told anyone, he would "accidentally" hurt my autistic brother. Having grown up with "Protect your brother no matter what!" drilled into my little skull, I couldn't have that happen. And when T sat right beside my brother at the table, I was certain that he would follow through.Looking back, I don't think he would have gotten away with it, since there were so many people (especially adults) around. We've only seen each other a handful of times since, and then he won't speak to/look at/be left alone with me.I'm not really mad at T for doing what he did to me. My anger is mostly directed at his threat about my brother...and at myself, for believing him and not doing anything about it....whew. Okay, I just really needed to spill that. Like I said, it's been nine years. That's a long time to carry this stuff. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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