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France Andrews Zeve's avatar

I’ve never heard a man confess to SA. Certainly the two men who raped me never did. I’m not sure how I’d react if they did. In neither relationship was romantic love a thing. We were friends, in one case good friends for 35 years. I might forgive the rape, but the friendships are gone and could never be recovered. Friendship requires trust and I would never trust either man again. And it still hurts deeply that those friendships meant so little to them, that they would throw it away for a sexual thrill that their own hand could have provided more efficiently. It made me question other male friends, made me question my own judgement and wisdom. It’s been a decade now and I’m slowly healing and my marriage survived and is even stronger now. But I’m much more cautious now.

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Flyfisherjo's avatar

Confronting our darkest moments takes courage and strength. The support of a good counsellor is vital. But so is the support of others. Just as I read this it occurred to me that when I have tried to share aspects of trauma, so many times I am met with “You should just take antidepressants.” Those comments are far more about the other person’s comfort level than mine (very few trauma cases are actually helped with meds; it’s talk therapy that brings results). Sharing counselling, sharing healing, makes a world of difference because it accepts you for who you are. ❤️

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