This isn't a troll post before anyone freaks out about the touchy subject. I was raped twice by the same people who raped my little brother. That was a long long time ago. Back when I was 13 and lived with my daddy. See he remarried this awful bitch who "liked" little kids. She also had a side dude who also "liked" us. This woman worked part time at a daycare too. The kids were like 1 thru 7 years and every time I thought about her going to work I thought about the night she locked me out of the bedroom while my dad wasn't home with her boyfriend and my 5 year old brother in there. He was crying, I was screaming outside the door, and I knew what they were doing because they had done it to me twice. My brother wouldn't talk after that for a long time, he would cry around her and when my daddy left us home. I feel like that should have helped my case but my daddy was a trustful sob. Maybe he just didn't want to believe. I wouldn't too but I would want ro protect my kids. I told my daddy in detail what happened, he wouldn't hear it. Told me that's disgusting and aint happening yak yak yak. I even told other adults and they didn't do anything but say I need to go to the police. I was 13, lived out of town and the police were on the other side of it. I wasn't allowed to walk that far so one day I called them on my friends phone because we didn't have one and they said I needed to come up there. I told them I have no car and it's too far to walk. Idk why they didn't just come to me, maybe they thought it was a prank call or maybe they didn't care. I didn't think to ask them to come to my location, I was a young and didn't know what to say or ask to a police officer and just gave them details and they kept saying come to the station. Nothing ever happened. A year went by and I never saw the boyfriend again and my daddy devorced the woman after he found out she was cheating. This should have also been a red flag for him that I wasn't lying but guess he didn't want to see it that time either. I still can't talk to my dad about this and my brother did try to tell me what happened a few years ago. It filled me with rage just listening and was somehow more disgusting than what they did to me since there was more than just regular sex going on. He also said it wasn't just the one time. That man stalked him at school and since he walked home because the building was only a block away it wasn't hard to get to him. I comforted a man in his late twenties that night that I don't think anyone else has ever seen cry.

This was almost 30 years ago. There was no cell phones, we didn't have sex ed where I was in school, and I had no idea that a hospital would help me out too. I cried when I found that out later since the hospital was only a few blocks from my house. All I had to do was walk in there and get tested and I could have maybe stopped it. Maybe saved my brother and maybe even some other kids because I have no doubt it my mind she was doing something at that day care too. So my point is that most places do have these things now. We got phones in peoples pockets, we got more cars, sex ed, more info on rape and what to do for everyone. They give little books like that out to kids at the same school I went to now. Ain't that crazy? People don't like it but I sure wish I had that when I was their age. What made me want to report wasn't just that I was being hurt but my brother. I didn't know what to do when it was just me so I didn't really try to save myself, but when they did those things to my brother I had to try to do something. So I get that some people might need a extra push, but believe me that push is there. There is always some one else who's next to be raped and molested and by not reporting them EVEN IF THEY DON'T GET CAUGHT or put in jail, you're helping someone by reporting because they're labeled after that, and you may not save the next person if they ain't in jail, if they report it too and the sob been reported before, you and this new person may have saved the next person or even a child. What happened to us isn't somethin I'd wish on my worst enemy, so in my opinion you should always report. You ain't damaged goods, you're another survivor like literally anyone else whos been in a threatening situation. I left that feeling of shame behind me fast for the sake of others and became the protector my daddy wasn't so I don't get why others can't do that. But I know it happens like that sometimes.

Now that I'm crying on my phone how do you feel about this? I'm not asking if it should be required by law to report. I'm asking if you just should for the safety of others and yourself. Just TRY.