The same thing happened to me, too, though I'm not into fictional incest. I've made my peace with it. I think telling someone about these things is definitely a good thing, but it's not something that you can rush. In my case, the rest of my immediate family knew about it, even back then, and though it's not something we discuss anymore, it made me feel as though I wasn't quite so alone.

It's very hard to open up to people about these things. I've only told one person other than my family - my boyfriend of three years, whom I intend to marry - and even that took a REALLY long time a lot of effort. I had tried several times before to tell him, but I would just end up sobbing and he had no idea why. I feel like I've grown a lot since then.

I understand why you guys haven't told anyone. It's a part of my past that I just don't want people to know about; I've left it behind and I don't want to be treated differently by people I know because of it. I also love my brother and have forgiven him, and I don't think I'd want anyone to know that about him, either.