In the midst of all the wonderful experiences, great relationships, friendships- I experienced that feeling which always seemed to peek through. I call it the "reoccurring feeling." I began to pay attention when it happened. I would ask myself- what was I going through when these feelings resurfaced? I realized it was my unresolved feelings about my experience with the molestation, every angle of it. It was confusing for me. There was my mother's husband, my mother and my sister and how we all were affected and existed. I would experience periods of depression and sadness. I felt afraid of...