Used book – He loved me, Christophe Tison

"I couldn't speak, I'd never even thought about it, it was all so much my fault, I was so compromised and for so long. And then, deep down, I liked Didier. For several years, I'd gotten used to him. To his presence, to his gifts, and to his love for children." The narrator is now an adult. For all those years, he hid – out of shame, helplessness, guilt? – having been the victim of a family friend, Didier, a "kind" and affectionate adult, who subjected him to constant sexual abuse until adolescence, until women saved him despite himself, freeing him from this burden of sorrow. But everything is not so simple in this tight, calm, and simultaneously devastating account, where Christophe Tison hardly spares himself. What if the victim didn't just feel disgust for his tormentor? What if the pedophile loved the child he polluted and damaged for the rest of his life? And why don't adults, parents, understand that one should not leave a defenseless being free, too free?