I am 53 years old. I was sexually abused/assaulted by just about every man/boy I came into contact with between the ages of 7-21. It was not an option for me to "tell" or discuss anything about it because in that time period, no one talked about such things. In fact, I never knew that it was abuse until much much later because it wasn't a subject discussed in public or private, I just thought it was something I had to live with and endure. I've had problems all my life as a result and was just very recently diagnosed with Complex PTSD and it was an overwhelming relief to know that there was a reason for my problems and that it wasn't that I was just crazy or sick. The first and main offender for me was my stepfather. I don't want to go on and on about it, the point is, I was never like Casey. Not even close. The only person I ever felt like killing was myself. I'm married and have three grown boys but if I had had girls, I NEVER would have let them anywhere near those who abused me. A majority of the adult offenders in my situation were alcoholics which is also something I cannot be around at all and I did keep my boys away from that. I was shuttled around to various psychiatrists and even institutionalized by my alcoholic abusive parents because they used me as their personal scapegoat for things they were guilty of and I have to say...not one single doctor ever asked me about sex, sex abuse or even physical abuse and it makes me somewhat angry and sad now in some ways to see what is available these days as far as legal remedies and therapy for victims that I never got. I could have had a very different life had there been options such as those. SO... I don't feel one bit sorry for Casey. She's no victim. If I had her alone in a room I would cram what a real victim is down her vile disgusting lying throat.