I've known all my life that I was molested. But its never affected me in a sense that I've been normal. No depression, no low self esteem, no extreme sexual cravings at a young age etc. But six months ago, something happened and the memories were vivid as no other. I can remember everything from the underwear he was wearing that day. Slowly its wearing me down. I don't know where to turn or who to trust. My parents don't know. Frankly, its too humiliating for me to tell them. No one knows. At all. The feeling of isolation has deepened and being only 17 this is not how I want to live the rest of my life..

Any advice will be greatly appreciated.