It’s too late for help. I’ve had too many years of hatred and self-loathing. I always have and I always will feel dirty.
They’ve finally decided to recognize sibling sexual abuse. Well, I hope it will help someone else because it’s too late for me. He was four years older than me, but I will always feel like I’m to blame. I’ll always feel like I did something.
I must be the one to blame because he is a well-respected doctor in Baltimore, and I am nothing. His life has been a life of charm and mine has been one of struggle.
I don’t understand […]
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