I have these pictures in my mind of an Uncle whom I heard about as I was growing up exposing hiimself to young boys.

When I use to drink I use to tell people he abused me. Eventually I told T about this and said I don't believe it to be real and I used it as a way to get "love".

T said we need to keep an open mind about whether it was true or not. The pictures in my mind then moved on to my brother being the one abused and I an onlooker. T said this fits more with what I know about him, my uncle, exposing himself to young boys.

The thing is yesterday a man in a chat room I was in said his daughter had accused him of molesting her and it was a lie. He said she was such a victim and needed to get on with her life.

Man did I go for his throat. I used the *C* word everything. Today my mind wandered back to memorys of this celler of my uncles that has played a bit part of my childhood memorys and it was just me and him, a wooden chair, white walls, a fridge, and wooden staircase.

T asked me I felt this guy yesterday had molested his daughter? I said No I didn't think so. Then she said but my mind then went to the "cellar" and the thinking that I didnt think anything really happened there either.

I said but this guy wouldn't tell peoplel about his daughters allegations if he had done it. T said if he didn't feel guilty he may talk about it.

She said from where she's sitting she cannot say whether anything happened to me regarding this memory or not, but I am looking at it as if it certainly didnt happen. When she said that I ask myself the question "it did happen?" and I just can't even comprehend the answer to that being yes!

I know for sure some other stuff that DID happen to me but this memory and this uncle, I just can't solve it.

But then the evidence is there, this guy yesterday really triggered me, straight away my thoughts go back to the "cellar" stuff. But if its all made up wouldnt it just go away?

Does anyone else have a similar experience????