It's all I can do to keep from screaming. Or crying. I have to keep my mouth shut. I can't tell. My T wants me to talk about IT-the abuse by my brother, the denial from my family. It was all my fault and I know it and that's why Im so screwed up and my mind won't shut off. I am a horrible person. I could have done something-but he was bigger than me even if he is younger. I was scared and now I am paying and I don't wanna pay anymore. Life should be fun to a point. My life isn't fun anymore and I figure whats the point? I try and try and it gets me nowhere. I am so tired and can't hold my head up any more. It's too hard, my shame is too great and I don't know what to do any more. please please help me.