From FALLOUT: A Survivor Talks to Incest Offenders (and Others) by moi:

Family of origin members do not want to believe the perpetrator is really a “sexual pervert,” They want to believe that it was a fleeting anomaly and and that after treatment and/or incarceration he is his “old self” gain. They will often send their own child off for a walk in the park with the perpetrator in order to reassure themselves that their family member is trustworthy once again. Red alert! Red alert! This is an extremely dangerous tendency. Do not put any child in harm’s way as a test! In their deterination to reassure themselves that their beloved transgressor is really a regular guy, family members may cooperate with relapse prevention plans on a a temporary basis only, not a life-long basis, as is required if re-offending is not to occur. One offender who had been in treatment lived acrss the street from a playground. After his release his wife confided that she was not letting him go over to the playground “yet.”….[Unfortunately, there is always the risk of re-offending]. (p. 118)

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Broken boundaries, loss of boundaries, incorporation, intrusion, invasiveness, the edges of my self were in tatters. My defenses were down. I was haunted. Not only was Daddy the master manipulator but also the stealthy intruder who entered my dreams in various guises. For some time I had dreamed of a huge spider, sometimes waking in the middle of the night to see it up on the ceiling over my bed. Then one day I saw the connection, with a flash of clarity: the spider was my father’s hand, its legs his fingers. With that recognition, the spider dreams stopped forever. [These dreams were decades after cessation of the incest.] I don’t believe I ever wrote that down in my journal. (p. 102)
If you, the reader, are a survivor, I invite you to reflect as you read this book, whether or not you are journaling. If you were abused, take a moment to introspect. How do you feel toward your perpetrator? Angry? Protective? Sorry for him? Hate? Affection? Regret that you told or didn’t tell? How frequently does he cross your mind, and what do you experience at those times? Have your feelings changed over time? How? Have you moved beyond anger? Or did you short-circuit your anger into a “flight into health?” Did you feel compelled to forgive him? Why? Are you in any kind of continuing relationship with him or did you escape the tendrils? I was surprised to learn that strong continuing feelings between victim and perpetrator are an acknowledged and normal response to incest. The feelings resonating within the bond are stirred together: love, pity, disgust, shame, fear, empathy, guilt. (p. 90).