20 year ago, I was at a very crowded, large-scale event. Seems odd now with sd but the crowd was so dense that it was impossible to move or turn around - think a kind of crowd crush scenario. I was wearing a short skirt and someone behind me put their hand up my skirt and basically inserted their fingers inside of me. I just kind of froze, couldn't have turned around or moved so I just stood there. I was with my boyfriend and a big crowd of (mainly his) friends so I didn't say anything and the night proceeded. I haven't really thought about it much since then - it was years ago and obviously long before metoo, I just kind put it down to 'one of those things'. But it is recently really playing on my mind. I couldn't sleep at all last night thinking about it. I am so angry. I have no idea why I have started to fixate on it - there is literally nothing I can do about it. I am seeing a therapist at the moment about a completely unrelated issue. I am wondering whether I should try to talk about this incident or whether I would be opening a massive can of worms. It's one of those things that can't be unsaid and I don't know if I want to put it out there irl.