This week I was ambushed by a horrible news story involving two men in my area who had kept a boy as a "sex slave" from age twelve thru 22. Not only for their own use but they rented him out to others, and brought in other boys from out of state as well. The boy finally went to police recently at age 25 and helped the cops apprehend the creeps. See: http://www.cnn.com/2013/03/01/us/vermont-sexual-slavery
I spoke with my T about it. I expressed to him that it made me angry, disgusted, and sad. Usually such a story would cause me to relive my own CSA, and make me a wreck for hours/days afterward. He pointed out that it didn't sound like I was triggered by it. HUH? ME? NOT TRIGGERED BY IT? Holy Shit!!
Could it possibly be that I'm getting somewhere with this CSA crap? Maybe there's hope after all.
Postscript: In today's paper, it was reported that one of the two creeps involved in this story commited suicide yesterday.
I hope he suffered (Sorry, I'm not over the need for vengance)
I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink.
I sit and tell him about my weekend,
But he never betrays what he thinks.
Can you see the real me, doctor?. The Who