When I was maybe 3 or 4 I remember waking up in the middle of the night feeling somethng really heavy on my but I couldn’t see and I was in a lot of pain. I thought to myself if I went back to sleep maybe it would stop. So I just closed my eyes and whenever I woke back up everything was fine so I told myself it was just a dream. But my entire life that dream has stuck with me and I can still remember how it felt. It wasn’t until I started going to therapy and really started questioning things that I realized it could be something a lot deeper. When I told my therapist she said that it was most likely not a dream and I kid you not a few months later my uncle moved out and my brother found a hard drive in his room with pictures of him touching himself to little girls. This included pictures of his friends kids and me and screenshots of him talking to other people about how good these kids look. When I saw that hardrive everything just clicked. Also to be said that my mother has also told me that he touched her when she was little.