I thought I was over it, since the last couple of times I talked about it, I felt fine.

Are you vulnerable now for some reason?

I thought my skin had grown thick, that my memories could no longer touch me.

Your memories are inside of the skin though!

The guilt, the sadness... Wondering if I shouldn't have reported him, if what he did wasn't "really that bad." Maybe it wasn't. It wasn't extreme, like others have experienced. Just shameful. All these thoughts, like I could have been strong enough to handle it on my own, and then there wouldn't be this mess. If I had just told him no. Feeling guilty that it tore my family apart. Feeling guilty that I haven't spoken to my grandma in years because of what he did. She is not to blame, but I can't speak to her.

This sounds like you didn't work through this stuff.......

"Why are you so upset? Other people have been through so much worse. Get over yourself."

These statements are just wrong!