I grew up without a father. It was never a big deal to me when I was little because I was too busy enjoying my life as a kid. When I hit the age of 10 I started to realized how lonely my mother was when we have family events for father day or mother day. All my aunts and uncle dancing while my mom just sat down by herself. I was also been sexually assaulted by one of my cousin that’s already around his teenage year at that time. He constantly touched me and I would cry for him to stop. I was really afraid of him that I never told anyone about this situation because I’m afraid no one will believe me. I was also been sexually assaulted by two cousin from a different family that are brothers as well. Whenever I went to their house with my mom they will lured me to the hallway and pulled me into their room trying to take my clothes off but luckily I always managed to escape. Until this day I never told anyone about it. I’m afraid no one will help or believe me. Now that I think about it… they’re just looking down on my mother and I because we didn’t have a father.