One point that seems to be mentioned by others, including myself, relates to how the room or building seems much smaller now in comparison to what we remember. I know I felt this instantly when I went down to the basement of the building where I was abused. I felt like a giant in a small room, and in some way that is true, I am a grown adult male, not a boy. I was 14 when it all started.
My recent topic about returning to the place of abuse was here:http://www.malesurvivor.org/board/ubbthr...1920#Post301920
But this is part of how visiting and seeing this building for the first time in 30 years helped to change my perspective. I was certainly a smaller and younger me, quite defenseless to a lying and scheming perpetrator. When I think now about what he did to me, there is absolutely no doubt for me that it was not my fault, and I struggled with the doubt for so so long.