This is one of the things I struggle so much with. It hinders me from defining what happened to me.
My abuser was a 12 year old foster child living in my home. I was about the same age as he was. Almost every day for about two years he would force me to have intercourse with him. I was a silent victim and he made threats about what would happen if I told anyone.
As an adult and a professional in a field that serves children I have such a hard time accepting that a 12 year old is capable of committing rape. I find myself dismissing my own feelings about it and being more concerned with how he was feeling. I tell myself "he must've been abused himself," "that's why he was in foster care," "maybe he didn't know it was wrong." My list of excuses goes on and on and I continue to blame myself.
My T referred to it as rape in our last session. Each time she said it I could feel myself tense and become slightly more dissociated. Finally I posed the question "Do you believe a 12 year old is capable of rape?" The question was put back on me for my perspective on it. Ever since that session last week I continue to think about it. It's hard to rid myself of guilt associated with this when I am still blaming myself and making up excuses for him.
My abuser was a 12 year old foster child living in my home. I was about the same age as he was. Almost every day for about two years he would force me to have intercourse with him. I was a silent victim and he made threats about what would happen if I told anyone.
As an adult and a professional in a field that serves children I have such a hard time accepting that a 12 year old is capable of committing rape. I find myself dismissing my own feelings about it and being more concerned with how he was feeling. I tell myself "he must've been abused himself," "that's why he was in foster care," "maybe he didn't know it was wrong." My list of excuses goes on and on and I continue to blame myself.
My T referred to it as rape in our last session. Each time she said it I could feel myself tense and become slightly more dissociated. Finally I posed the question "Do you believe a 12 year old is capable of rape?" The question was put back on me for my perspective on it. Ever since that session last week I continue to think about it. It's hard to rid myself of guilt associated with this when I am still blaming myself and making up excuses for him.