I have a childhood best friend that I grew up with, she’s like a sister to me. And we’re still friends but ever time I see her I have to keep telling myself not to tell her that I was rapped and sexually assaulted for years starting when I was five or six, up until I was 13 or 14 by someone very close to her, her cousin. Every time I went to her house, or had a sleep over after he started doing it, I became afraid. He would do things to me ever chance he got. I thought it would stop after he got a girlfriend but it just got worse. The day she moved out I was happy because that part of the pain would finally go away. But every time I see him now I still want to strangle him, and make him pay for what he did. Having an urge to not just yell and scream and at him. Or even murder him. But in the end even now he gave me trust issues and more metal, physical, and emotional problems then I can count. And even when so many other people have rapped and assaulted, and done so many other things to me. His is still the one that affects he the most. And I don’t know if that’s because no one knows about any of it, if it’s because his lasted the longest, or if it’s because I’m still friends with a person who knows him and his family with him.