An interesting transformation seems to have occurred while I haven't been paying attention. As the news has swirled with news of Jerry Sandusky and Bernie Fine and their alleged victims, I have found my memory flooded with my own youthful experiences of abuse. It has been painful, but I've concluded think it is probably good for me to examine my childhood in this new context, away from addressing how it might be linked to some contemporary dysfunction that I was trying to address.
I have just realized that I have not had one moment of feeling afraid and ashamed because of what I did as an adult.
Am I finally learning to cut myself some slack?
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