Apparently you misread what I had written as I made no claim to being holier than anyone or “caring” so much. I did say I was angry and militant on the subject. Perhaps you are getting angry at me because I have awakened feelings about your own abuse as a young boy (since apparently you are an ExMarine, I am assuming you were a boy). What you should give a “rats-ass” about is the fact that you were abused, and apparently no one noticed (not even your mother) and helped you. Did you become a Marine so as to be so tough no one would ever do that to you again? I’ve noticed that often people who were severely abused don’t begin to acknowledge or even remember it until their late 30s. Sometimes they get professional help and sometimes their lives become happier.
None of those things played into why I became a Marine. But, thanks for the psychological analysis.
Why should I care about the past? I can’t change what was done and the man who did it, died long ago. As for living a happier life, I grew up and decided that those things would not define me; that’s how most normal adults deal with bad things in their past. You live, you learn.
Let me correct my wording, since it was such an issue that you made a point to correct me: I don’t give a rats-ass about your anger or your militant stance on the subject.