The thing for therapy this time was...making sure I had empathy and awareness of any potential actions I would want to take. The plan is, apparently, to do this exercise where the "child/victim" is the epicenter of the situation, and draw a circle around them to show the next point of impact. This could be their parents/guardians and their sibling(s). Outside of that, could be my family and their extended family. Outside of that is their friends and other members of the community. My therapist started losing me when we got talking about the impact on the community, such as the neighbor down the street not feeling as safe as they once did. It's not that they were trying to make me accept that because "Ms. Johnson's safety" would be at risk, I shouldn't have sex with a kid. The point was for me to acknowledge that I could put "Ms. Johnson's feeling of safety" at risk, and if I could live with that, then so be it. So, yeah. I don't know what the fucking point of this part is. I guess I kind of do...like, it's trying to get me to look at the "Butch's and Sheikh's" of the world who were abused. But in this day and age (and I only say that because I'm still relatively young), you can't trust the media to report sexual crimes against kids...because everything is criminal to them. And my therapist acknowledges that I am free to blame whoever I want to blame for the fucked up position of people like us...but they still want me to be able to acknowledge that people aren't going to take well to the "crime" (as if I didn't already know that). I mean, with all the shit I've told them, how could they seriously think that I don't have that paranoia inside? |