Sorry for the long post....but u need to know the back story

So when I was about 9-10 years old I was molested by my mothers BFFs older son. He was about 20 something maybe 30 at the time...IDK....he took me night swimming with 2 of my friends at his friends house and when we arrived back at my house....nobody was home...my friends came over for a few with the intentions of staying with me until my mom came home from work...mind 1 of them is a year younger than me and the other 3 years younger than me...anyways...we were set with that plan until their mother told them they needed to go home bcuz it was getting late....so they went home and he looked at me and said he would wait with me until someone came home....I didn’t think anything of it...but it just felt weird to me....it was about 10PM...so I told him I was just going to lay down in my brothers room and watch tv...he kept coming in to check on me....so I decided I would go to sleep instead....I told him and then went back in the room and laid in the bed with my eyes closed....hoping it would get him to stay away....well it didn’t work....as I lay there with my eyes closed....this man comes in the room and begins to touch me in places he shouldn’t have....I guess he heard something cuz he got up and walked away....but he came back...and continued with his groping of body parts and every time he would touch me in a place I would move a body part to stop him....he finally stopped when my mom yelled my name from outside...he got up and walked out and I ran to my mom....but I never told her until I was 24 years old

So he is currently in prison for something that has nothing to do with that story...but recently California has passed this law allowing people out of prison....it passed and he is on that list to be released....I have 2 daughters of my own and my mom still lives in the same place and I know for certain he plans on going to my moms house to visit.....he’s called her from prison to let her know

With this news my PTSD and ANXIETY have been tweaking....I have had more episodes since last year than I ever have....it’s already hard for me...I can’t go anywhere alone...I can’t be alone with men...I always have to know the types of danger around me if there is any....I have to know people wherever I’m going....I hear footsteps down my hall...I hear my door unlock and open....it’s hard....I’ve once locked my daughter and myself in my room to protect us...afraid to open the door for fear of who was on the other side....mind you nobody was there

This is what I deal with now...so am I tripping??? Is here anything I can do???9