Sorry, this is long but I thought should give you my story first.
I was 11 when it started, at least that's the age I've had in my head for a long time. I've had it buried so deep that that I've lost a lot of details.We'd be in front of the TV, dad and I, mum was never far away, probably in bed already or taking a shower. His hand would find its way down my shirt and he'd play as if this was normal. I would be frozen in fear not capable of stopping him or calling out. I would dread it whenever mum would leave us alone because he'd start every time. His hand would move and find its way down my pants and I'd still be frozen. He'd move my hand down his pants and I'd still be frozen, my hand touching him but not able to move. If he sensed my fear it was never acknowledged, not a word was spoken between us, me from fear him from I don't know what. He laid on top me, tried kissing me, rubbing up against me, it would've gone further if mum wasn't around. How did my mum not know this was going on? Her own daughter? I asked this myself many times and had it answered one day. We were sitting watching TV, just mum and me, I was 13. We were watching a documentary on child molestation when out of the blue I blurted, " dad does that to me" and she said I know. Just like that. If I had any trust in anyone left it was certainly shattered after that. She did make it stop. But she didn't leave him and take us to protect her daughters, yes I had a younger sister. My dad pulled me aside and attempted an opologise but I brushed him off and buried it, forced to continue living with a man I feared and mother I could never trust. Life went on, it never happened again and I had hoped my sister was spared but to scare to do anything. Our family looked normal. I put on a mask that I still wear. When I was 18 my body was crying, it needed release. You can only hold on to something like that for so long before there's repercussions, so I started seeing a phyciatrist and he helped me confront my mum. She was shattered, she only thought it happened the once and what she had seen wasnt much. So she had a second chance to redeem herself. Take my sister from that house and spare me from seeing him again and have my mum back. But she chose him. I told my sister briefly what happened and it wasn't spoken of again.Wrong or right I buried it again, stopped seeing the physc and still spend time with the family as if nothing had happened. I look at my dad with hatred now and see mum as a victim too,(is she?) to weak to walk away, not strong enough for her kids. She had got to my sister after I told her, told her to keep it quite and not allow it to change her relationship with dad. My sister now suffers from severe depression and panic attacks. And I need to tell my husband everything so I can help her. I'm scared. He is going to be angry and hurt. He allows that man into our home not knowing what he did. And I turned out just like my mum. I buried what happened and went on as normal and even allow him around my boys just to keep the peace and the impression of normalcy.
So to help my sister it needs to come out. She wants to confront mum and dad, and she needs to help move on to get better. We live 2000 miles apart and only communicate about this via email after out of the blue last week she emailed me asking for the full story and told me about her depression. She has kept her illness from me for over 2 years, to scared to talk to me. I told her everything but now I'm a bit of mess. I need to find the strength to tell my husband. I moved away from the family to have distance from my parents, they obvisiously didn't realize my motovation and are now 2 weeks away from living up here permanently. So all this is going to come out when their on my doorstep and my sister is down there. I want to help her, it needs to be done becuse I can't keep going the way I have really.
So I'm after some outside perspective I guess and some support in getting through all this. Also should I tell my husband before they arrive to give him a chance to cool down? I'm worried about his reaction, he's a wonderful man I'm very lucky to have him but he'll understandably be hurt and angry and may take it out on my dad and I'm sure that won't help.





