oh hearted, that's adorable.

Oh no, my barbies were dirty, dirty, G.I. Joe lovin', lady lovin', pan-sexual sluts who loved to get down in the middle of a "oh, can I try your dress on?" clothing swap session. Ken was also a cross dresser, and she also acted as a munitions expert for my g.i. joes, who were always very much smaller than her, but…

Ugh, not Blaine!

I think we may have been running the same covert ops program.

I appreciate your thoughts and I'm so happy that you've been able to work through it in a way that works for you, that gives you such a sense of peace and freedom, and I can see how your perspective has been influenced by your own act of forgiveness, and I'm glad you were able to do that. Thank you for sharing, and…

...Yeah. We've had a bad run recently.

We seem to be arguing over semantics here, so I'll concede the point...grudgingly ;-).

You know, I am offended by your words, but that's okay. I spoke only on my experience, and in many cases, we seem to hold a lot of similar, if not the same, opinions.

Actually, he's not wrong - He's positioning it oddly, but the truth of it is there. Beowulf, in it's current form (The base tale was of germanic/scandinavian origin, but very different from the tale we NOW call beowulf) originated in England during the Anglo-saxon period, after the germanic invasions had resulted in…

Well this just makes me ashamed of my country. We're normally not this terrifyingly horrible. :-(

Aww, I hope things work out with Sammy too. You know he's a sweetheart who would want build her a house with elevators.

This would make me soooooo happy.

Oh Jesus. I hate that this happened to you. I can't even say how much.

I can't really figure out which is worse, knowing the horrible thing that happened, or having this blocked spot of your memory where you just don't know what happened. It doesn't really matter though, I guess, because yes, those trust issue always surface.

It is a bit freeing to talk about it to someone who understands - even on the internet. I have made some strides in the past few years at dealing with it - called a hotline, who put me in contact with a counselling service, though no one responded to my email (which was absolutely crushing), and have begun to speak up…

I probably should have been more clear and less "gut reaction" in my response, but let me elaborate.

If they're in the process of violating an innocent child who can do NOTHING to stop it? YES. Put that person down.

Hearted.

It happened when (I think - again, I have traumatic amnesia, so I still only get the PTSD version of horrible memory flashes in a lot of cases) I was about 5 until I think I was about 12. My mom and my step-dad didn't know, but it was an incredibly bad situation. It was my father that did it - I think mostly because…

"Victims DON'T get over it. It's like being hit by a car, some people survive some don't."