As I look around the site, I'm having a lot of guilt come up and questions about whether I've made something out of nothing. I get what some people say about the effects of an event being more important than what it is classified as, but what if I've been calling something abuse that really wasn't? I've blocked out so many memories of my childhood that are just underneath the surface but every time I revive them in therapy I doubt if I'm remembering them correctly. My story is that I did sexual things, reluctantly, with my brother who was 6 years my senior, when I was 9 years old. I had not been taught about sex up to this point and he was struggling with rejection from girls. He made me explore his genitals and fondle him until he got hard and tried to get me to perform oral sex, which I refused. That's it. It seems really minor now, but I struggle with flashbacks, nightmares about my Dad molesting me (which I have no memory of), and I struggle to have any sort of relationship with my brother to this day and am afraid to be alone with him. I fear that being in therapy is only exploring a topic that needs to be buried and minimized. Can someone help me make sense of this?