When my sister and I were little, about 5 and 6 years old (I am the older sister) we used to hang out a lot with my cousin, let’s call her Suzie (8 at the time). Suzie’s family was wealthy compared to us and we love going over and playing in the huge house, sometimes her mom would babysit, sometimes my mom. After awhile- my memory of this is very fuzzy- Suzie started touching my sister inappropriately when we played in her room alone. This part I remember very clearly though, she would play a game she made up called “Dr. Butts” & put makeup on my sisters privates. I knew something was wrong. I saw this happen multiple times it’s rly hard to remember how often it happened, & I don’t think it happened to me but it’s possible I just don’t remember. I finally told my mom. My mom had a talk with all three of us about how that was wrong and how it needed to stop. After that it stopped. I assumed my mom talked to Suzie’s parents, but none of us ever talked about it again. Since we’ve gotten older my sister has always had problems being sexual, she has told me multiple times that anything sexual repulses her and it makes it very hard for her to be intimate in relationships. We didn’t really talk about this until the last few years tho. I am now 25, my sister is 24, and she’s told me it’s something that has fucked with her her entire life, and she feels like it was wrong to keep it a secret. I also found out later in life that my cousin was molested as a child around that time. I’ve never talked about this with Suzie, we used to hang out and smoke weed and I never thought about what happened, until recently when my sister brought it back up. Now all I can think about when I hear Suzie’s name are images of my sister being molested. My sister has a 2 year old and a fiancé now, and she still had the sexual problems. She brought it up with her fiancé and he was totally not understanding. She is losing so much weight and is so depressed currently.

I feel like I need to help her and I don’t know how. I love her so much, I’m also depressed, but there has to be someway I can do something to help her. I’ve brought it up to my mom recently and she still just doesn’t know what to do or say.

Should I talk to Suzie? Has it been too long? Any opinions are greatly valued this is something that really fucks with me. I can’t even talk to my own boyfriend about it and I think about it so much lately it’s unbearable.