My T and I talked about why I couldn't say my perpetrator's name. I believed that using his name gave him a humanity I felt he didn't deserve. T thought that withholding his name gave the perp more power over me. I'd built the perp into a huge character in my mind and saying his name would make him just a man again.
And, of course, T was right. As soon as I said the perp's name (once I could breathe again), I felt like he'd shrunk 10 sizes in my head. He was no longer some huge figure - he was just a man.
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