I saw your name in the new posts and had to say hello--I'm an Ed also. They call me dude around here for some reason...
Ah, the Recovery roller coaster. It's quite a ride isn't it? On top of the world one day;ready to smack someone the next.
I read a few of your posts and your blog. I understand about the trusted family friend (family member in my case). Very similar circumstances. I never told my parents and they would have been shocked like yours were. My Dad died a couple of years ago (I'm 49) and it would only hurt my Mom so I figured there was no point in telling her now. Also my perp is deceased by his own hand, so why bother?
I didn't really have a point to my message but felt compelled to say hello anyway. Be well Ed. I hope your healing begins to smooth out soon.
I don't ask for much, I only want trust,
and you know it don't come easy.
They flutter behind you, your possible pasts;
Some bright-eyed and crazy, some frightened and lost...
And strung out behind us the banners and flags
of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags.