Well... Here is a breif: some where between the ages of 4 and 7, I was gang raped by a cousin and three neighborhood kids... used as fondling tool til age 14 by cousin and other friends of his.... raped at age 10 by fathers friend kid... then at age 14 fondled/molested whatever ya want to call it by grandfather....

I really dont have much to compare before and after as I was quite young the first time around... I felt as if my body wasnt meant to be mine but for everyone else who pleased pleasure... I never told anyone that counted (parents, etc..) until two yrs ago, and I am 37 now... Its been a struggle and still contines to show its residual effects... but since I told my aprents, even tho I did not tell them the who's, it has helped...

I have no trouble talking about it... It is what it is and its apart of me and I have no shame for I know I am not at fault.. sometimes i feel dirty and used goods but I guess thats normal... Pple are surprised at how easily I can discuss it, I disassocaite from it..survival tool... I know that I split during two of the experiences... one of them I always had recall the other was revealed a few yrs ago by an alter, as did the memory...

I am sorry that you were also raped/molested... (((hugs)))