Let me put this in perspective for you. Since about the age of 5, a guy had claimed her as his. They grew up in an off again on again relationship, and eventually ended up having sex. When he left for another state, she began seeing another guy. He returned, beat the living crap out of her, then proceeded to get her drunk the next night. That night, he took her to another house, where 10-12 guys wore masks and raped her. She can't remember anything because she was drunk (and about 14 or 15 at this time), but the rapists took pictures, which showed her being raped anally, orally, and vaginally.
She's had four years to deal with this, but I'm just now finding out about it. I've loved her for all four years we've known each other, and we're just now into our six months of relationship. All I can think about is that horrible thing. Images pop in my head, and I'm utterly revulsed. It's becoming almost unhealthy. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about, and being a peaceful person, I am overcome with a mass of rage, and I really think, if given the chance, I would murder each person who did this to her.
How can I cope with all of this? I'm just now going through my mourning process, but what can I do?