I'm not sure if this is in the right place, but first post and will defer to more experienced MNers if it needs moving.
A few months ago, during the course of a conversation, my Mum, who I love dearly, told me she had been raped at some point in her life (it isn't recent). I am glad she told me as I'd suspected there was something troubling in her past, but it was clear that that was all she was going to say about it, which is understandable, but at the same time I've found it quite difficult to deal with, mainly because I don't know when it was and more importantly whether or not the sick fuck that ever did it was punished. I know my Dad knows, but I don't know whether he knows I know, and I'm not sure whether it really is best to let sleeping dogs lie on this one: I don't know what would be gained by knowing more about it, but sometimes the thought flashes into my head and I feel so sick and angry that the person who did it could be walking around out there, Scott free. Am I better off just leaving things and getting on with things as they were?
I don't want to talk to my Mum about it because it isn't fair on her to go through it, but I don't have anyone else to talk to about this.