Cam, trying to be nice again.

"You'll be okay.  I promise."

I didn't think I could ever be angry at him, but I really was when he said that.  

As much as he cares -- and I know he does -- it's way too easy for him to say that.  He's not the one who has to deal with it, not in the same way anyway, if he's wrong.

It would be bad enough to have to look back at -- to look back.  Just looking at it.  Why would anyone want to go there?  If I was really safe.  If I could know it could never happen again.

But I'm not.  I don't.  I can't.  It could.