when i was 6 i told my mom, who supported my abuser (my dad).
told teachers when i was 10, but they called my dad in to talk and then thought i was lying.
told my best friend a few weeks ago. the abuse is ongoing so he is now standing by me as i get help from CPS.

feelings: never good ones. every time i've told someone it feels like i'm a freak or there's just intense fear that it will get worse because i've complained.