I have a complicated childhood memory. Ive suppressed this for a few years and I feel it's time to work through the emotions.
I feel like a freak. I knew exactly what I was doing. The way I'd act upon him was disgusting. The way I'd egg him on. I'm so upset at myself.
Are my parents and is my upbringing an excuse? I'm trying to to find a reasonable explanation. I'm searching for a way to rationalize it but I can't. Apart of me feels like it's really all my fault.