I feel like I’m lying to myself. Saying that I was groomed by a family member, because I feel like I was aware. Why did I let this happen. I was only 15 I keep telling myself but I just don’t know anymore. The more I think about it the worse I get. I attempted suicide because of this man, I felt trapped in a mess I didn’t wanna be in. He was 31 and I was 15. What was I thinking, I just fucking hate myself.