Violence and the Remaking of a Self. Susan J. Brison writes about dealing with rape. A riveting story.
As a philosopher, I was used to taking something apparently obvious and familiar — the nature of time, say, or the relation between words and things — and making it into something quite puzzling. But now, when I was confronted with the utterly strange and paradoxical, philosophy was, at least initially, of no use in helping me to make sense of it. And it was hard for me, given my philosophical background, to accept that knowledge isn’t always desirable, that the truth doesn’t always set you free.