Interesting...if I recall correctly, SA isn't a part of what brought you to T. (Sorry if I'm wrong about that.) I notice for myself that the minute things get scary in T--regardless of subject matter--I pretty much twist up like a pretzel on the couch. And I eventually realized that it's about protecting my crotchal (thanks Hank!) area. So I've thought for a while that anything that makes me feel vulnerable somehow gets confused with sexual trauma I experienced. (There's other stuff fhat makes me think that too, but it's definitely TMI.) But maybe genitals are always just a most vulnerable part for lots of us? Or maybe it's my similar history of maternal neglect that didn't help me learn how to care for myself?

Either way, thanks Hankster...interesting stuff, as always!