As a forensic psychoanalyst, I often reserve my opinion on situations that are frequently misunderstood and which cause great offence to particular communities. However, personally, I cannot, I don’t want to, and I will not tolerate any form of romanticisation of those who harm children sexually – the pederasts. Nowadays, there is plenty of that. There are pederast prophets in some religions, pederast presidents in some countries, and pederast people who migrate.
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Too many thoughts rush through my mind. Too many memories of injustices which might never end. A repertoire of traumas that I can only wish I could shake off. But I cannot; the scar that sexual abuse left in my life cannot be erased. It cannot be healed. It cannot be forgotten. It haunts me every day…
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