Jabber...you're as much a victim as the rest of us who went through sexual abuse...An 'honorary' Uncle was a person who should have protected you...not abuse you. It counts...they all count, sweetheart.
Edelweiss...my dad was in complete control...of everyone and everything, especially his wife and daughters. His controlling tactic was fear, strictness, punishment and humiliation. I was twelve years old waiting for my step-mom to come out of the bathroom when it started (that I remember). I was leaning against the wall day dreaming about something...my dad walked in, came over to me, pressed himself against my body and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth...I felt something hard against my body but didn't, at the time, know what it was. In that moment I went from a relatively normal little girl (normal to me, anyway) to what would be the start of a train wreck called my life until I started getting help many, many years later.
When this started, I just knew I could never say anything because of how he controlled every other aspect of my life and because I didn't know I could tell anyone because I didn't comprehend truly what was happening. My dad could send me to hell with just one look and it was that look that helped keep me silent. I was too afraid. He'd shaped my whole life through control and when a child never has a voice about anything, we remain silent.