-That I was sexually abused from the ages of 9–12 years. My mother married a guy she met at a bar after she left my dad. I was 8 when she met him, my brother was 11. This guy instantly gave us the creeps, but I had my big brother there to protect me, so I was not concerned. Well, after about 6 months, my mom married him. He brought with him, his 10 yo daughter. She instantly started trying to show us here girl parts, which tbh, was intriguing to my brother and me, but still obviously strange to us.
It stayed like that for a little while. Then in Dec. 1989, my mom and I came home and found my 12 yo brother had passed while taking a bath. I vividly remember her screaming after she went upstairs to check on him(he had stayed home because he had a headache). I was not very big at the age of 9, and try as much as I could muster, I could not pull my brother out of the tub. He was gone.