Physical abuse was from before I can remember. Sexual abuse by my father started at around 4 and continued until he went to prison (Not CSA related) when I was 13. By then I was already well into puberty, and yup, that changed everything. Foster father also resorted to sexual abuse when I was 16...

Edit: I should learn to add... that some time before I reached puberty, there was also some sexual abuse from my older brother. (Damn, that was hard to type out...)

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I was twelve, my sister was seven and most of the other victims - all girls - were 7-8. The molester was a next door boy of 16. Always sexual intercourse, never oral. I spent my childhood trying to keep him off my little sister while at the same time keeping everyone's secrets - mine, my sister's and my molester's.

It took me years to learn the damage it caused. It taught me to carry an exquisite sense of self-doubt, to compulsively keep secrets even when there was absolutely no dishonesty or need to do so, and to quietly allow others to step into the power positions in my life. See my thread on Patterns for an example.

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