sorry folks but dont know where to post this. im at college n a course for the mental health folk who want to eventually go bac to work. and to put a snip in it theres a bloke who sat next to me again today who is so creepy. he brings back memories of the sick 'so-so' who molested me when i was 12 and its just opened up a can of worms. the breathing i had to listen to, the actions that sick basterd did to me. im n the bloody edge as it is and my support worker wants me to finish college as she reakons its too tough n my mental state atm. why should i give up on something ive been striding for for the last 17 years. this chap at college hasnt done anything to me but he reminds me so much of that bloody day. why do they do it? how do i let go of the demons of what he did to me.