I am a 20 year old male. I am desperate. I cannot live with myself, not with this rot in my soul. Life is literally meaningless like this.
I am an scumbag. I used to hit my younger sister from the moment she was born because she cried. a baby. cried. i was 9 then. I continued to be callous to her, bullying, making her cry. When she was about 5 and i was 14 I have molested her. For several days i used to show her my genitals and at the end I attempted to rape her. Parents came home in time to prevent this. Short pep talk, no punishment. My sister turned more reserved, she used to be more joyful. So after that it's tickling, verbal bullying, sometimes i hit her too. I tickled her against her will, I did it for my arousal. All the way up to now, when i'm 20 and she's 11. Recenly touched, massaged her back, became strongly aroused and I realized how sick I was. I realize i haven't changed for $#%^! I posted here when i was 17, but i suppose i used to pity myself too much to do anything meaningful. I am still an asshole, and just one step away from rape.
I noticed my sister had self harm marks on her forearms a month ago. "Cat scratches". When i went into her room two days later and talked to her, like if something bad happened to her, she said "it's all good". I told her me massaging her was weird and i did a bad thing, she said it was her fault. She's online all the time via her phone. She must be suffering.
I started regularly watching csam, featuring teenagers when I hit 16 and i continue. This horrible extortion and control some creeps do to girls online attracts me. Don't wanna become one of them.
I am a coward, I drive myself into isolation, I cannot live with myself. I was and still am afraid of opening up to people but I want it. I think my human feelings are underdeveloped: compassion, love... so I don't engage with nobody, not even relatives, i don't love them enough and I am afraid. Because I can't engage with others, I get frustrated and abuse. Sexually, because my sex drive is strong.
The question is then: can i redeem myself? Raskolnikov of the novel "Crime and Punishment" by Dostoevsky found his love, Sonya, and began to change slowly, and he was a callous man. I do fall in love, it's just that I feel i don't deserve it, and i fear it, and I can't understand joyful people. Not with this weight on my conscience.
My sister. How should I help her? Like, find her a psychotherapist? Or should i leave her alone because of risk? Damn! I don't want to molest her again.
Do rapists like me ever stop being rapists or it's not happening? What kind of people change? Any real people you know of? How do i take responsibility for my crime? Look for therapy? Try to love, to understand human suffering? Or go to prison and be someone's punk?
What must I do? I can't understand on my own, hell it's been six years and i am still pity myself, hesitate. There are calm and collected people out there. Please voice your opinion.