Look, sex offender registries did me a lot of good. I was the victim of a same gender child molester. When I turned 18, I prosecuted him. When I was 17, I was diagnosed with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) which got me a disability check. The whole town, including the prosecutor, refused to believe me that the man was guilty. But based on a confession he had made to children services when I was 15, the judge convicted him. He only had to serve 2 1/2 months of a 4 1/2 year prison sentence. His crime was expunged. Over the years, so many people would rather believe that I was gay, then to believe that he was a child molester. The fact is, that I am not gay. Also, my PTSD diagnosis was changed to schizophrenia, because they saw that I really believed I was molested and later raped. The fact is, I was. This lack of justice, absolutely ruined not only my ability to work in the workforce, but also my love life. It was easier for my hometown to believe me to be a gay schizophrenic, than to believe their beloved high school principle liked to molest boys. I finally started to recover, many years later, when the state of Florida registered him as a sex offender and a predator. Now my psychiatrist knows I am not a schizophrenic. Too late, I'm already addicted to anti-psychotics. Being thought of as gay, didn't stop me from having sex with 42 women in my life, 3 of them long term relationships, but because of PTSD and a bad reputation, I have never been able to marry. Now look, the sex offender in this case, his reputation was more important than mine. If it wasn't for his registration as a sex offender, there would be no justice in this case. The whole ordeal, ruined my life. And I just try to enjoy my disability $ to make my life as comfortable as possible. And I drink a lot.