When I was 8 or 9 years old you made me lie to mom about being molested by my cousin and I still can't fully trust you... I love you but I still can't get over the fact that you didn't tell her what happened my aunt told her a week after I got home from a holiday with dad's side of the family. I hate that I'm insecure and I feel like I always have to know my surroundings because you didn't protect me or help me when I needed you to. You pretend like it never happened.