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I Was about 10 she was 13 I think she stayed over and she asked me to sleep with her I remember her asking me to do things with her I can't remember exactly what she said or how it started I remember being late and parents had gone to bed she told me not to go to sleep later on she asked me to do things to her I remember I was uncomfortable and said something like I don't really want to she didn't say things like” if you loved me you would do it”” I will pay you don't be a boring sister” I also think she might have blackmailed me as well. I then gave in and did it. I remember her undressing herself and making me suck her nipple for a while she said to “suck till the milk comes out”. She was on her phone talking to someone, she was taking photos of me doing things to her and sending them to people. After a while she then made me lick her vagina, I think I might have said something like I have had enough because my mouth hurts. I don't remember what she said or anything I think it might have been more bribery, but I remember her saying only for five minutes and her setting a timer on her phone she removed her underwear, and I did it there were times I would stop to breathe, and she would nudge me with her leg and tell me to keep going it was hot under the blanket. I remember almost panicking because I thought I was going to pass out from the heat she wouldn't let me out till I was done the five minutes and if I did stop before the time had stopped, she would pause it. It felt like the longest 5 minutes of my life. After that she also did things to me but I'm not ready to go into that.

I always thought I'd never be married to an abuser, then I was. I didnt understand how i fell for it. But I did. That's when I realised I wasnt tricked. I wasnt fooled. It was calculated, planned and organised. It wasnt clumsy, it was methodical. Healing has been like letting a fresh wound bleed, messy. Chaotic. But needed. To realise I am still whole, still loveable, still wonderful... while carrying so much.

I don't remember the exact age I was when it happened. I(female at the time) was no older than 9 which would have made my sister(F) at the very least, 13 as she is 4 years older than me. She found out that I had been watching videos of girls kissing on youtube (back before there were harsher guidelines in place) and told me that she wanted to do that with me. I didn't really want to, i wasn't interested but didn't really even consider the entire 'we're sisters" part to be an issue. She told me if i didn't, she would tell our mom. My mom was a scary person, i never wanted her mad at me and she knew that when she threatened me with it. So for that entire Summer vacation, whenever we spent the weekends at our dads house, she would make me sit on her lap and make out with her. I told her multiple times i didn't like it, i wasn't having fun, i wanted to stop. She told me it was good practice for when we had boyfriends, which i also didn't really care about. She would tell me I wasn't putting enough energy into it and scold me, if I didn't use tongue she would get mad at me, she would give me the silent treatment the next day if I didn't do 'a good job' and she was only really nice to me if i *did* 'do a good job'. Her being nice to me was almost entirely foreign, especially when we were young. I am now 24 and i cut her out of my life several years ago when I fully registered the impact that her actions had on me and what they meant. I never felt comfortable alone with her again, i was constantly attacked with mental images of what happened and would feel sick to my stomach when i spoke to her. Neither of us ever spoke about it again and i didn't tell her why i blocked her after she left state. My mother asked relentlessly and i only ever told her "i'm sure she knows why." I sometimes feel guilty for what happened, i sometimes think that it never would've happened if i never looked up videos of girls kissing. I blame myself still even tho i'm sure my sister never thinks it's her fault- she has never been the type of person to take accountability for anything in her entire life. We were both minors but she was old enough to understand it was inappropriate, and i was young enough to believe anything my older sister told me. I've never told anyone the details of what happened until now. I'm too ashamed and too scared. Thank you to anyone who reads this and i hope anyone who experienced something similar is healing along with me.

When I was 12 years old, me and my cousin, who was a few months younger than me, had sex. It was my idea, but we were both willing. At the next sleepover we had, I asked her if she wanted to do it again, and she said no. We were very close for many years but that was the last sleepover we had. 6 years later, it continues to haunt me. When I was 13 or 14 I messaged her on Snapchat to apologise, and she said it was ok but it doesn’t feel ok. I fear it never will. I confessed to a priest and he said God forgave me. I told my best friend. I told my mother and she said it was normal. None of it could quell my burning guilt. On top of that, I’ve developed intrusive - inappropriate - thoughts that follow me like a dark cloud that I cannot shake off. There’s nothing in my life I regret more. I feel like I have completely sullied any opportunity of having positive sexual encounters in the future. Will I ever shake this burden? Do I even deserve to?