WorkingThruIt
Bronze Member
I really thought that I had everything under control with my fears and other symptoms until a couple of years ago when the guilt really hit me hard. This was before I was diagnosed. I was doing laundry one day and it suddenly hit me that I am completely responsible for my attacker never being prosecuted for his crime.
The morning after the attack I found the scissors that he left by my bed. Somehow, the police and everyone else missed them the previous night. When I found them, I thought that he brought them there to kill me and, in an effort to spare my parents from the full horror of it all, I hid the scissors and never said a word. It turns out that the scissors were the only piece of evidence that could prove he was inside the house, since I never saw his face. I know that, statistically speaking, pedophiles don't tend to make miraculous recoveries. The thought of ensuring that he was free to do it to someone else makes my knees want to buckle. I didn't understand the legal implications of my actions at the time because I was 12. The guilt is crushing me and I don't know what to do.
I bought the books I Can't Get Over It, as suggested. The exercises for guilt seem stupid and trivial to me. I don't know how I can marginalize my culpability when I am completely responsible.
I should also note that as a matter of my belief system, I don't shrug responsibility. It is the main reason that I am an atheist and don't believe in things like fate.
The morning after the attack I found the scissors that he left by my bed. Somehow, the police and everyone else missed them the previous night. When I found them, I thought that he brought them there to kill me and, in an effort to spare my parents from the full horror of it all, I hid the scissors and never said a word. It turns out that the scissors were the only piece of evidence that could prove he was inside the house, since I never saw his face. I know that, statistically speaking, pedophiles don't tend to make miraculous recoveries. The thought of ensuring that he was free to do it to someone else makes my knees want to buckle. I didn't understand the legal implications of my actions at the time because I was 12. The guilt is crushing me and I don't know what to do.
I bought the books I Can't Get Over It, as suggested. The exercises for guilt seem stupid and trivial to me. I don't know how I can marginalize my culpability when I am completely responsible.
I should also note that as a matter of my belief system, I don't shrug responsibility. It is the main reason that I am an atheist and don't believe in things like fate.