Always there to remind me.
It seems to me that some people who have experienced childhood sexual abuse can experience a sort of post-traumatic-stress-disorder, even long after they assume they have already resolved and come to terms with issues related to the abuse and early sexualization, which happened to them so long ago. Sometimes, the most obscure incident can act as a trigger, resurrecting memories of particular incidents. Something as simple as a scent can initiate a flash back. It still happens to me of course, but I'm more or less accustomed to the experience and seem to be able to handle it better than I used to do.
In the post immediately before this one, I mentioned the details of a specific incident which triggered one such memory. When we were little - people who have gone through sexual abuse that is - we were usually not permitted to speak about it. In fact, not only did we blame ourselves for those sins, anyone who ever found out about what happened, blamed us as well. Hence we were always wrong about happened, how we felt, what we said, what we did, and so on.
Believe me, I know what abuse is - in all of its forms. I know what scandal is. I know what post-traumatic-stress is. I know what harm adult misbehavior and bad example does to kids. I know how self-interested people try to stifle, or twist the truth to fit their agenda or cover-up their crimes. I know what it is like to have bad parents. I know about the lives of gay men. I know about repressed memories. I know about implantation of memories by therapists. I also know about being falsely accused.
Remember, what you do to kids, what you show to kids, what you do in front of kids, remains in their defenseless heart...
I would rather have a millstone around my neck than be responsible for scandalizing a kid.