When I was 9, I was a cheerful child. My parents were rich, and brought me everything I wanted. I was popular at school and got high grades.Â
One night my brother, who was 12 at the time, raped me. I still don’t understand why he raped me, he wasn’t under any influence.
My parents found out, because I told them. My brother went to a youth court, and pleaded guilty. He’s since been in and out of jail, for drug use, sexual assault, and theft. He told me I ruined his life, and I know I did. It’s all my fault.
I never got over my brother […]