Perhaps you are right,I'll have to think about that. I need to remember that so many here have been hurt so deeply by others,especially fundamentalists,and if I remember to take into account that I too have something that took a very,very long time to get over. It would be so easy to take what he did and apply it to everyone else,even though they never had anything to do with it.
One person in my life caused more damage to me then any one else. Because of what he did it set me back almost fifteen years. Once that time frame was done I was suffering from Stockholm Syndrome,I was so out of my mind I should have been institutionalized. To this day I have memories that are buried so deep,and still affect me but I don't know what they are. I have an very strong suspicion that they deal with some Satanistic rituals. The memories are darker and more evil than anything that Hollywood outs out. They are somewhat the same but at the same time so far different. I don't want to go there,they scare the hell out of me. I have never before known anyone else that was so evil,cruel and mean spirited before and I hope I never meet anyone like that again. The thing is he was gay. But at the same time he was involved in the dark occult also. (If he didn't deal with the alcoholism and drugs,he's most likely dead by now and I really don't want to know) How do I know the memories are true? That is for another time,but I do have confirmation that even earlier memories have shown to be 100% accurate,with date,time and circumstances and also having five others who had the same thing happen with the same person. The down side to having a photographic memory. (That was my uncle)
I didn't know what he was involved with at the beginning. We met at work,he was my boss,we both were single and started going to the Disco's. He told me was Catholic,but he left out that he had left the church. Thinking he was a friend and I could not afford the apartment by myself I allowed him to move in with me. It was the worst choice I have ever made. The choice was my own doing. The consequences of that choice are both mine and his.
If you had met me before that time you would have seen one of the most naive "little goody two shoes" and dumb as a box of rocks about life outside of what I knew. And it just had to do with how my life had been before that. I had been so sheltered before that. Being the oldest and having to take care of my five brothers and sisters on the weekend didn't leave much time for anything else. Then getting into high school and working 20-30 hours after school,you just don't have much time for anything else. Even things like watching TV was something I didn't do. Didn't smoke,didn't drink,didn't do drugs, and I was a virgin. Never saw a concert before that. Most of the music before that was the bubble gum rock. But at 19 my life got turned around,turned inside out and backwards.
It would be so easy to apply what he did to all,but it for sure is not the truth that all are like him.
I need to remember it is to easy to fall into that trap,and it's so easy to see others through those colored glasses. It took meeting others to let go of that fear that I had,to see that not all are like him. The hardest part is seeing someone else the same height and build,it sets off to many alarm bells. It's something I have to work through.