I can kind of relate, but not entirely. I don't think I was abused as a child, but I do have one very very very vague memory of an inappropriate act by a family friend. I don't remember much, it was over before I knew it, and it might even not be true. But I do remember things like where I was standing, what shirt I was wearing, how it felt. I asked my parents about it years later and they said I have too much imagination. So I totally don't know if this happened or not. If it did, I must have taken it the wrong way because in my memory, my parents were there in the same room.
Despite not knowing if this really did happen, or if I just made it up subconsciously, and despite the fact that if it did happen it was not sexual abuse in at all, I do recognise the feeling of being stuck at that age sometimes. Wen it comes to the stress of responsibility, I often feel very helpless. I even feel like it's unfair to expect those responsibilities from me, since nobody wold expect them from an 8-year-old either. I can really act very child-like, and feel like I just want a maternal figure hugging me and holding me and telling me I'm fine.
Always the years between us, Leonard. Always the years, always the love, always the hours.