I struggled with that for years, skycastle. I thought that because I allowed my uncle to sexually assault me when I was 7-9 years old and because I started liking it that I was the guilty one, I thought I should be ashamed of myself. My uncle took advantage of me and it didn't make it okay because I sometimes enjoyed it. I am still having a tough time now as an adult because I don't know what feelings I am "supposed" to have about what happened.
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The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. anonymous
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