I've namechanged for this, and it's my first personal thread so I wish it was shorter and a bit less murky.
A brief history. My father, henceforth referred to as ThatMan (TM) was a bullying pig who my sis and I went to live with when I was 9, after my mum had another baby and couldn't cope financially.
TM was married to a witch of a woman who had her teenagers still at home and another DD she'd lost contact with. We all moved North after a while and over the following couple of years we lived a very nervous repressed life with a pair of bullies. At some point TM began abusing my younger sister
Moved back South when I was 13. TM ended up with (previously estranged) eldest daughter (SM#2) of the witch and went onto have another child. My sis told her about the abuse when she was pregnant, TM denied everything and sis was sent to live elsewhere. When I was 17, SM#2 and I discussed allegations and I told her TM had tried it with me once. I didn't see the point of speaking up at the time as they didn't believe sis, something I still feel guilty about.
She threw him out the same day. He returned drunk the following night, tried to attack her. She fled with the kids to her SIL, my bf collected me and I've not seen him since.
Nearly 30 years later, back in touch with my mum courtesy of the Salvation Army after a 13 year void and have close relationship with all sisters.
Sis just got in touch with a friend/neighbour from the bad days via FB. Met him for a drink and was told that after we moved, TM came back up a couple of times to clear house. At some point then, he visited friends home and tried to force himself on friends mother . He and his brother had to pull TM off apparently.
I had many years of counselling to get over the shit we have survived, but this has really knocked me sideways. We knew TM was a monster but this is beyond the pale.
There's much more to this but I could probably write a book which would promptly be added to the fiction section; nobody would believe it as true.
It has sullied a chink of light from a very dark past life, and although I know it's irrational, a part of me feels ashamed.
Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.