OK so here goes!
I was sexually abused by my older brother from the time I was 9 till around 12 years of age.
I didn't know it was wrong at the time and I've never said this out loud but I enjoyed it
obviously not in a sexual way but I suppose in a messed up comfort way. I sometimes went looking for my brother in the house so I could have the attention. I feel sick about that part of it 
I came from a big family and it seemed to go unnoticed and I never told anyone.
I had a great relationship with my Mam but couldn't tell her. My father was an alcoholic.
I can remember my brother teasing me one day,taking my bike away from me while I was out with my friends. He was 17 at the time so hanging around the street with his friends. I whispered to him if he didn't give my bike back I was "Gona tell Mammy you touch me and make me touch you"
He laughed in my face and said "I'll just tell her the truth, that you climbed into my bed and touched my privates first"
I was devastated thinking it was true and hated myself.
Eventually he stopped abusing me when he had his first girlfriend.
My life spiralled out of control. Skipping school, drinking, taking drugs and lying about everything. The only thing I couldn't do was sleep around.
I couldn't bare to have anyone touch me and I'd feel sick if I was with a boy and I saw his penis.
The saddest part is no one noticed not even my Mam.
I never looked for help. I thought I'd got off lightly, I just had a few issues with sex big deal. People had it worse than me.
I've had a lot of bereavement the last few years I lost my parents within four months of each other and I had pnd. I coped pretty well but recently I discovered my three sisters knew about the abuse.
They didn't know the full extent, they were shocked to hear how bad it was.
It was a weight lifted that someone knew and believed me!
I told my brother i wanted nothing to do with him again and that I had the support of my sisters.
I haven't heard from him at all.
My sisters now just want it to go away, swept under the carpet again.
I think this is why I feel low. I'm kind of back to square one.
I want help but I'm so afraid. Its going to mean I'll have to report my brother and I just don't think I'm strong enough to cope with the fall out.
I just want to feel happy and content in my own skin.
I have a dp and two dc, they are everything to me. I want and have to get help for their sake too.
I'm sorry my post is so long.
Its good to type it out though, so thanks if you made it to the end 