re: #198 Fairly Sure I’m Still Obdicut

It is difficult to tell from your posts, since you seem to be objecting to many things that are rehabilitative.

Okay. There is no comparison between the two situations.

I was repeatedly raped as an eight year old child.

I’m very, very sorry to hear that. I hope your rapist was punished (yes, there’s that word), but pedophiles are never cured. My rapists never went to prison. Only a handful of people know this about me and most people close to me never wanted to discuss it at all after it happened.

I’ve had a few periods of depression and therapy (none of it connected since the therapists didn’t deal with it, either). It has not been an easy road to find happiness. No two people’s stories are ever the same. We have a lot of damaged people, probably far more than we know, some of whom never recover. I’ve had to overlook an awful lot just to be able to function normally. But—I don’t let my impoverished childhood, my lack of a mother, the treatment (or neglect) by my father or any of it be used as an excuse. I’ve always tried to treat others fairly, but I won’t allow my thoughts or actions to be controlled by anyone else while I try to “play by the rules”. That is always the trigger for my anger, but at least I recognize it and try to keep it in check.