I’m adopted, kinda. My mom kinda just left me with 2 gay dudes and I grew up thinking they were my dads... best decision she ever made.

But this isn’t about them however. When my dads were working they would often take me with them but occasionally they would leave me with dad #1’s niece, who was 3 something and her two kids, male T and female B. I was maybe 10-11 years old. T was 11-12 and B was around 8. We grew up together, literally potty trained together. And then T started doing weird things with his sister B...

Like getting her to dry hump him while he was laying down and other things. I didn’t know what to do or say or even what to think of it but I knew I didn’t want any part of it, even though T would always try to include me. B developed this weird obsession with me but I’m not sure why..

Fast forward to just a few weeks ago and B and I start chatting(we’re both mid 20’s) and she comes over and one thing led to another and we fucked. Well, made love more like, if that makes sense. Afterwards her and I started talking and I had a flood of repressed memories come back and I remember all the things T did... to me. He didn’t just do it to B but me too and I repressed all of this for so long I’m surprised I was even able to recall it. I felt guilty before for not stopping him sooner, but now I feel even shittier bc it explains so much about me and the way I am, and this pain I feel has to be so much stronger for B and I wasn’t there for her like I could’ve been, SHOULD have been.

I’m writing this on a whim, and will more than likely delete later but I haven’t told anyone aside from B about this and the worst part is she kinda just up and left one day and I haven’t heard from her since. I’m not sure what to feel or what to think and please realize I’ve skipped a LOT of details for the sake of clarity and brevity.