It's not just that I have trouble trusting someone enough to be comfortable, there is far more to it. I was trafficked for two years and escaped; obviously sex is an issue for me. Despite being in therapy and doing well, the point in a new relationship where you discuss past partners is an issue. Even though it wasn't my fault, I feel an overwhelming sense of shame. Imagine not even knowing how many people you slept with (I was kept drugged)? I live with the knowledge that no one is ever truly safe, there is always the boogeyman hiding in plain sight. If I'm going to be in any type of meaningful relationship, I'm going to have to talk about this stuff. Keeping it a secret just reinforces the idea that I have something to be ashamed of. On the other hand, most people don't understand trafficking and most of the guys I've told get hung up on the idea that there may have been hundreds of men that had sex with me, even though I didn't consent. It makes me feel tainted or dirty or even worse, "used up." I don't know what to do about it. I've spoken about it in therapy but whats been done to me has been done. It isn't like I can make that go away and while on a rational level I know it isn't my fault, that dark, subconscious monster is whispering in my ear that I'm wrong. The flashbacks/night terrors don't help either. They are a constant reminder of the violence, the fear and the feeling of being helpless.