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"...And I also know how it feels to be sexually abused. It's taken a long time for me to forgive and I've been somewhat successful in doing so. The worst part is,
when I tried to confide in someone before - Jesse, my Mom, they turned on me. I was to blame for my own brother walking into my room at night and feeling my breasts while I slept.
I woke up night after night with my sports bra lifted up over my chest or if I had on a regular bra it would be unhooked. Even if I was doing karate in my sleep, that wouldn't have happened. I woke up many times to a flashlight on my face and he would be sitting on my floor, in front of the bed staring at me. This went on for over 3 years before I finally stood up to Lee and told him if he ever came in my room again, I'd kill him. I was 15. It started just before I turned 12.
When I told my Mom about it two years ago, she made excuses, saying that he was sleep walking. Not only did she say I was lying, but when I explained everything her reaction was literally like a knife in my chest - "So that's why you're a 



!!" I don't think having had sex with 7 or 1 people makes me a





, but I could be wrong. Over the past few months, I've been having really vivid dreams, and it's obvious that they are dreams of things that have already happened. I think my Dad used to do the same thing to me but when I was much younger. I can see him in my room, exactly the way it was when I was in elementary school, and everything gets fuzzy. But I wake up feeling both sore and sick to my stomach, the way I used to feel growing up. That's part of the reason I haven't been sleeping much or very well lately. Maybe that's part of the reason why I have so much anxiety with my parents. I was able to get passed things with Lee, and it was far from easy. I saw a doctor on my own when I was 18, no one knows that. I went to get help except for you now. I found the courage to finally tell him that I forgive him, and you know he never asked me what I was forgiving him for. I think he must have known that's why we're more friends than brother and sister. It's easier to look to him as my friend, but even with openly forgiving him, part of that pain will always live in me.
Not knowing about my dad, it's opened up a whole new case of insecurity and I don't know if I want to know but I think I need to. Please pray for me."