I've been trying to decide if I can face him. Last night I decided if I can at least look at his picture online then I should be good. So I go and look him up, HUGE MISTAKE. I immediatly broke down into tears and then spent the next couple of hours being tormented by flash backs and when I did fall asleep, at four in the morning, nightmares about being alone with him again. That was an incredibly stupid stupid stupid thing to do on my part. Now I wonder if I will ever be able to face him.

A few days ago I told my brother that I was abused. And now I am not sure where to go from there. I told him thinking that my mom already had, meaning to see how he felt about it and to ask him not to treat me like some psychological cripple. I was also afraid the same thing may have happened to him.