I recalled my childhood sexual abuse when I was in college (finally away from my abusers but abuse not completely over). I, like many victims, doubted my recollections and memories.
I struggled with the fact that these persons who had some good qualities could not possibly be so cruel as well. We were the image of the perfect family, and who from my family and past would ever believe me?
I wanted to believe nothing had happened to me and I heard in the news about “false memory syndrome,” and I knew that must be what I had.
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