Last night, I had the privilege of leading a talk-back following a production of Neil LaBute’s “In a Dark, Dark House.” I read the script for the play last month and thought the playwright brilliant for his ability to comprehend what actually goes on as a result of childhood sexual abuse. Himself a survivor of child sexual abuse, LaBute crafted a play that asks the audience to bear some pain, experience some confusion and appreciate some of the complexities involved when a person grows up living with being sexualized way before they’re even old enough to know about sex.
I woke up today thinking about the play. I thought about how…