I'm really trying to move on, but I still feel so guilty. I know I shouldn't, that he shouldn't have told me to keep quiet or tell me it's my own fault, but he did, and I think since I trusted him so much I'm having a difficult time not believing him.

Right now I'm bouncing from therapist to therapist, too scared to talk much or even return for a second appointment. It's affecting me so much more than I ever thought I would. I should have come forward at once before it got so complicated and worse.