I was never molested in the service, but I had two dynamics going against me: I was gay (WAY before don't ask, don't tell) and I trusted no one due to my abuse.

I look back at my service with a mixture of pride and sorrow. Sorrow because I couldn't be who I was and sorrow because of the lack of trust, which hampered my advancement.

Even today, after the repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell, I cannot come out to my psychiatrist. The VA is supposed to support the new policy, but the constant and unending abuse I hear toward us makes me feel less than again. A very familiar feeling.
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Tinman
"I finally have my heart!"

To the perps: Don't worry about me coming after you. But you damn well better watch out for God! "Vengeance is mine", saith the Lord