When I was about 11 and my brother was 13, he asked me to come into his bedroom at about 2am. The room was dark with candles and a table with ornaments on it. He had a cloak on. He had set up his room for what he called an occult initiation of me and asked me to take all my clothes off so I was naked and I did. He also took his clothes off. He then touched my breasts with ointment. I remember pointing at his body and asking ‘what’s that’ and he said it was an erection. I didn’t understand what was going on but felt uncomfortable and said I didn’t like this. He said ok and everything stopped and I went back to my room. It was never mentioned again. I never felt truly comfortable with my brother again and distanced myself from him completely in my twenties. I once tried to mention it to a counsellor but they said brothers and sisters got up to all sorts and not to read into it.
I haven’t spoken to my brother for thirty years, partly due to not wanting him around my daughters.
It’s preying on my mind now. What was that all about? Our family was very dysfunctional with alcoholic parents so I know my brother struggled being the oldest and had a hard time of it. Was this him acting out?
Please be kind if you reply. I’m very confused. Apologies if this is triggering for anyone. I don’t know myself what is was.