I've often wondered the same thing and thinking about it really upsets me. I feel like I've ruined his life by telling my family. I was called a liar and part of me wonders if I really am. Then I remember bits and pieces of things and I get this horrible feeling inside, and I wonder how I could possibly lie about something like this and feel this terrible inside and disgusted with myself if it wasn't true.

We're heading towards working on the CSA in T and I'm terrified. I know, the only way out is through. I'd rather bury myself in a hole and stay there.