...Why was it that the only place I felt safe and wanted was with my gymnastics coach, who was the father I always wanted, my lover and pimp.
gather he was your pedophile?
how can anyone blame a kid (i.e. one's self) for seeking someone who validated that he was alive?
who validates us now, as adults?
i, personally, have no validations. but for those who do, whether wife or lover, are they just fulfilling the role left vacant by a pedophile? or are they doing a better job of fulfilling those validation needs?