Well here goes. I don't really remember how old I was when all this happened or really how old I was when it stopped. I guess I have blocked all of that out. When I was growing up I was molested by two man who were suppose to protect and love me. My stepfather and my grandfather. No matter where I was I was getting molested really. I don't really want to go into details but their was no intercourse involved. I have gotten past it all but I still cry about it sometimes because when I was little I felt dirty for what was happening. With my stepfather it stopped when he told my mom that I was molesting him. I know crazy. With my grandfather I made him stop on my own. My grandmother doesn't know that it happened and I will never tell her. He died in 2000 so I don't see the need to tell her about it. Anyway my first sexual encounter involving intercourse was rape. After that I was married to an abusive man who would rape me when he was drunk. That is how my daughter came to be. I believe I am a stronger person now because of what happened to me. Trust was a big issue with me when it came to men and in a way it still is. My husband has taught me alot about what happened. He tells me it wasn't my fault and reminds me if I ever want to talk about it that he is here for me. I trust him with all my heart but I still watch him around my daughter like a hawk and I feel alot of guilt for it. He does understand though but it still isn't right of me to do that. Thanks for listening while I went on and on. 
May our wonderful Lord bless you in the future.
