It’s very hard for me to process this so I will try my best to write. Growing up in Asian family where sex education was absent completely I hadn’t realised I was sexually groomed and assaulted when I was between 8-14. I didn’t have my memory back only until very lately. It was when I was 19 I started to experience flash back and it didn’t talk long for me to recall everything. It was a random night when I was 9 , my second brother was telling we would do something different than watch Tv . He said if I hadn’t follow him to do what he ask me to do he would not let me continue to watch Tv. He drag me behind the couch , it was late night no one was around downstairs of the house . He asked me to lie down and then took away my pants , I didn’t understand what he was doing back then , but he open my legs and lick my private area . He also touches my “boobs”. Ever since puberty , 2 of my brothers would hit my butt , or touch my boobs out of nowhere , I would said no and they still do . It was just annoying for me as a kid I don’t like the way they touch me but I didn’t know what happened. My mother was very depressed to notice anything going on and my dad is rarely home. At 19 when I flashback come back , I felt so dirty , I felt so shameful , I would scratch myself because I think I need to be wash clean . I repressed it , I was struggle with depression with a lot going on with my life . Between 20-21 , I talked to a college counsellor about this giving I was at my lowest struggling with suicide thoughts. My counsellor did not give any response to the matter that i raise up , I was really struggling to voice and with feeling so much shame in my body . I felt like a slut . It must have been my wrong for this to happen , why didn’t I stop him . This goes unresolved with my grandfather passed away and counselling still did not help in any sense , I stopped it. At 22, I got verbally harassed during my internship . I was asked to be a sugar baby , jokingly . He said he would pair me with someone and he can get 20% commission . I go to my internship coordinator , she judged me and asked if this is how I dress ( I was wearing long sleeves and a shirt skit ) to work at the very first eye she saw me. My internship coordinator didn’t do anything knowing what have happened , she asked why can’t I stay for the last month and get it over with. I can’t stand it knowing not only my colleague is weird and my boss also talks to me in a flirting way . I quit , without doing anything about it , I was afraid I would get revenged ( I worked at an autistic center , my boss got bipolar and some other criminal offense). My told my second brother about this , he proceed to glimpse and and says fair . ( I felt like I’m being view by another predator , validating that I am a slut and because I have a curvy body and big boobs I’m asking for it ) . I told my others female relatives , and they justify the whole thing by you have a big boobs and good look of course men is coming after you. (again I felt like a sex object , worse that it was validated by another woman) . Soon after I defer my internship I was spiralling . This time , at the cost of nearly ending my life , my flashback was back , worse that this time I was forcing myself though it because I just wouldn’t want to run away from it or drink my life away to cope . I wasn’t capable back then . It broke me to a point of deep believe that I don’t deserve to be a human and be here. Because of all the stigma and slut shaming patriarchy words and things that runs in my family, I thought I was a walking sin to be alive. I couldn’t tell anybody , because I fear I would get another round of slut shaming . Maybe I am overthinking idk. I was lucky to have something to hold on to be alive , and here I am now . I wanted to write not only to relief this big stones of mine in my heart but also to address something else. I don’t know what to do now . I was swinging between hyper sexualised and ick about sex . I am well aware I was degrading myself and slut shaming myself to cope. Because if only I am a slut all this make sense. I knew it wasn’t true , but to not cope in this way means brutal truth that is the fact that my brother is a predator and uses my innocence and naive when I was young to hurt me . I still have to live under the same roof with them sometimes . I still did not voice anything out with anyone , no one in my family knows but some of my close friends . With my dad and grandparents passing away , and my mom still depressed , and my first brother betrayal’s (he lied to me and used the money my dad left for me) I just don’t know how is it going to be anymore if I had to admit it to myself my second brother is a complete ass. I don’t have “ family “ left anymore. One last concerns I have is that , I am well aware I am using erotic audio of extreme kinks to cope . I felt very powerless and overwhelming with the whole situations , it was only when I listen to audio where degradation involve I found relieves. I have some awareness that I am still suppressing the whole thing to a certain extent, I was very worried I would not able to cope if I let everything out , the pain of betrayal and hurt obviously isn’t something I wanted to encountered . But I don’t want this to linger at the back of my mind anymore , I don’t want to hurt myself to justify this . I really don’t know what to do , and I can’t talk . Everytime I tried to disclose verbally to a counsellor I freeze up and I have problems trusting a counsellor hence making it harder to work with . It was just very frustrating , I read a lot of stories on Reddit to realise I was not alone . But I guess I still hadn’t find my circle of support groups .