I can add to this.. with a me too. I was abused by a male friend of the family (he was a JW) from when I was 6 years old to 9. I never told anyone - not even my parents. When I was 9 years old, I had finally built up the courage to confront my abuser on my own and told him to back off. Eventually he was disfellowshipped for his "lifestyle" - unrelated to the things that happened with me. I have no idea what happened to him after that. While the abuse was going on, I withdrew into a shell... comforted myself with eating - with the obvious results of weight gain.
It took me 23 years after it was over for me to be able to talk about it to anyone - when I met my current partner, I told her, and it was what broke me through some of the silence. I'll probably never tell my parents. I'm still struggling with issues related to that time in my life... but I'm getting better.