My dear, my heart goes out to you.  I was molested the first 11 years of my life by the best friend of my grandfather way up in Northern California.  My abuser died many years ago before I got a chance to tell him what I really thought of him.  Neither my parents nor I ever got into drugs, but the experience colored my life in other ways, mainly in my choice of men, who were primarily abusers.  I was raped up to five times a day for the 7 years of my first marriage.  I started to deal with the repercussions of the childhood abuse when I turned 32.  Up through my 20's, before I got married the first time, I played flute, too (!!) and I learned later that that was an escape for me, just as it was for you.  I really feel for you that you had it so hard.  I just can't imagine all of the other abuse on top of the sexual abuse.  You are a truly strong person.  I bow to you.

I forgot to add that on Christmas eve, I will have 11 years clean!