wishingonastar
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Hi there,
I suffered sexual abuse when I was around 7 to around 12. The horrible thing is, is that it was done by a family member. My own grandad.
I remember the first time it happened, I was so confused-a young naive girl who had no clue what to do/how to react/ why he was doing it.
He told me that 'everyone needs a bit of pleasure', and 'you must not tell anyone- its our little secret'.
I sort of blocked it out of my mind for a long time, I didn't want to remember it.
This all happened when my Grandma was still alive, and when I used to stay round stuff used to happen and she was completely clueless about it.
Then she died. I was petrified. I had to go round every week and I was horrified about what was going to happen. He made me do stuff to him, and he did stuff to me. But it was 'our little secret'. I couldn't do anything, if I'd said no I don't know what he would have done to me.
I never told anyone.
My grandad got diagnosed with terminal cancer in November and yesterday he died. I still haven't told anyone about it, but I'm confused as to whether I should. My family are all in pieces saying how much they miss him and what a great man he was and how kind and lovely and gentle he was.... Little do they know.
I don't know what to do, and its tearing me apart inside. My family would be devastated.
I've never told anyone about this, but I need some advice. Anyone?
I suffered sexual abuse when I was around 7 to around 12. The horrible thing is, is that it was done by a family member. My own grandad.
I remember the first time it happened, I was so confused-a young naive girl who had no clue what to do/how to react/ why he was doing it.
He told me that 'everyone needs a bit of pleasure', and 'you must not tell anyone- its our little secret'.
I sort of blocked it out of my mind for a long time, I didn't want to remember it.
This all happened when my Grandma was still alive, and when I used to stay round stuff used to happen and she was completely clueless about it.
Then she died. I was petrified. I had to go round every week and I was horrified about what was going to happen. He made me do stuff to him, and he did stuff to me. But it was 'our little secret'. I couldn't do anything, if I'd said no I don't know what he would have done to me.
I never told anyone.
My grandad got diagnosed with terminal cancer in November and yesterday he died. I still haven't told anyone about it, but I'm confused as to whether I should. My family are all in pieces saying how much they miss him and what a great man he was and how kind and lovely and gentle he was.... Little do they know.
I don't know what to do, and its tearing me apart inside. My family would be devastated.
I've never told anyone about this, but I need some advice. Anyone?
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