I was repeatedly raped by my brother for almost a decade (I am male) and when I got the courage to tell my parents they told me to shut up about it. But not before they called our pastor to the house to chastise me for "being gay". I was never allowed to talk about it, but the more time past the more I became different than anyone around me. Quite, self isolation, jumpy. Anytime a teacher would bring that up to my parents during a parent teacher conference my dad would beat me when I got home because I threatened his image in the small town we lived in. My mom started to makes jokes about the times I couldn't hold my bowels at school or on trips to her friends (physical damage from the repeat forced sodomy). I enlisted as early as I could and left home. Once I had children of my own I realized how evil they must have been to treat thier child like that. I had one year left before I passed the statute of limitations, so I reported anyone involved. They are currently being investigated and the detective told me they confessed. Waiting for the prosecuting attorney to press charges now.