Conversation With a Pedophile, Chapter 22: Alan: Pedophilia After Incarceration, book by: Dr. Amy Hammel-Zabin

Chapter 22, Alan: Pedophilia After Incarceration

Alan had four years of incarceration at an institute for recovery prior to being sent to prison. During the time at the institute he observed other addictive personalities, their crimes, their behavior during incarceration, their release and their repeated offense which too quickly landed them right back into the system. "Alan divides the re-offending ex-cons into three major classifications: those who just really didn't care about their lives and used their time in this program as nothing more than a means of providing themselves with a comfortable place to do time; those who were genuinely concerned about re-offending, but because they were tightly confined and thereby deprived of their drug of choice (either alcohol, drugs, or sexual objects ), began to think of themselves as "cured,", and didn't feel that it was necessary to put the needed work into preparing themselves for reentry into a worlds filled with temptations; and those who never actually came to realize that they had a problem. I would divide this final group into two subgroups: those who simply refused to accept any real responsibility for their previous behavior and preferred to 'justify' their distorted thinking and actions by blaming circumstances, other people, fat, etc.; and those who learned to master the therapy game."

My younger brother fell into the last group. While in prison he proclaimed to be a new born christian. Of course, we were all raised Catholic and had always been Christians. I fail to see how you can be reborn a Christian over and over which is what I had observed him doing all his adult life. At one point, he thought about applying to the priesthood. However, he did not have a college degree so he had to obtain that first. Funny, he didn't obtain his degree in Theology. I received many letters from him while he was in prison, however, I threw them away without reading them. My husband retrieved one of them from the trash and read it. Then convinced me to read it. My brother still professed his innocence and did it in the name of God! He went on and on about how he had forgiven me and he was worried about my soul. I threw out that letter and never read another.




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