The Rape of Richard Beck1985

Barbara McKee:
How long has it been since you slept, Beck? Can't seem to get clean? You take 10 showers a day and it doesn't help. You see a face that looks the same or a place and you freeze, afraid to take another step.

Richard Beck:
Why don't you get the hell away from me, lady?

Barbara McKee:
At first you try and pretend it didn't happen, but that doesn't work so you try to accept it. Say 'it didn't really matter, I'm okay in spite of it'. But that doesn't do it either. Can't eat, pretty soon you lose your appetite for people too. You'd rather be locked in your room with the doors and windows locked than spend another minute with another human being. You're isolated, alone, just you and the guy who did it to you. It doesn't go away by itself, Beck: not by wishing or waiting or hoping, but if you deal with it, if you try and understand what it means, if you try to talk to someone about it, then gradually you'll start to make a dent.