I saw him on Friday in the town where I live. I haven't seen him since I was about 9. It was near his house.
Yesterday morning I remembered an event and that it was him that did the horrible things. I was upset and started to cry, and went upstairs to find dh 'cos I needed a cuddle. I was fine for the rest of the day, and all of today too. I just told dh about what upset me yesterday and now i'm eating a double decker in bed and I don't care that it's nearly 10:30 and that I've already cleaned my teeth.
That's it really. Just needed to get it out.