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When I was 12 my brother raped me. It was after school while Mom was still at work. He’s much bigger than me and he attacked me in my room. I tried to fight but ended up just crying as he had his fun with me. I hated my body for turning him on and especially hated that I was wet so it made it feel good for him. I hated him for using me and for c****** inside me. I still hate him and everything else. I hate that after almost 20 years when I have s** sometimes I still see his face. I have had o*****-isms thinking about during s** and it makes me sick. What’s wrong with me?

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