I’ve been watching the Neverland documentary and thinking about some long buried memories of adolescence. When I was around 11 I was regularly in the company of a family friends - including their 18 year old girl and 20 year old boy and their fiends. They plied me with alcohol and there were a couple of kissing situations with 2 x 19 year old boys. At the time I was pleased with the attention - I was a tall skinny awkward adolescent. When I was 12 the son of the family ( then aged 21 and a police cobstable) took me for a a drive to a deserted castle - he went off with his girlfriend and his friend took me inside and seriously sexually assaulted me. I had no idea what was happening and it just stopped short of sex when I pretended I might get pregnant ( I wasn’t actually menstruating then) . For more than 40 years I’ve felt guilt at my behaviour. I couldn’t tell my mother who had been recently widowed and I was really traumatised my dad’s death ( he was murdered in the Northern Irish troubles). My mother did everything she could to protect me and yet I became a victim. I’m angry but I understand why accusers don’t accuse. I’ve never told anyone. The police officer is retired now and they no longer have connections with my family. Not an AIBU - more a question about how widespread grooming and abuse really is. Is anyone else out there revisiting childhood abuse memories in the light of The Nevwrland documentary?