Thanks for listening...(formerly Edith you Rang?) ;-)

[Guest guest]

Tammy....Thanks. You know, I've never told anyone about that stuff

accept here? Of course in the past I've made vague references to

my " unusual " teen years spent riding racehorses, freight trains,

living on Indian Reservations and things. Must sound 'romantic' to

the uninitiated but the truth is I'd of much rather been

freakin' " home " . Doing what " normal " teenagers do. It's taken a year

in therapy just to work up to it...

A year ago my shrink told me about UBM so I stopped by the bookstore

just to look, and had to buy it. Bcs, like you, I found myself

crying. Also, like you, I found I had to put the book down for

sometimes a month or more at a time -- it was, sometimes is, just

too much for me to handle.

Not weird about trying to rescue stray animals. I betcha we all do

that bcs we can empathize more keenly than the average kid. And your

nada requiring you to take strays to the pound but letting brother

keep his ...ugg.

And the denigration campaigns. Weird thing is they're so good at it,

everyone believes them.

--Reality used to be a friend of mine ~daphne

> > > Wow Daphne,

>

> Reading your post really struck a cord with me. The part in UBM

that

> really freaked me out so bad I had to put the book down for awhile

> was where it talked about the 'turn' and the 'campaign of

> denigration' which I believe are both in the witch chapter. I

cried

> for days when I read those parts. Your statements about her

killing

> your horses chills me to the bone. My nada was never that

obvious,

> but in a way, she did the same to me. I was always rescuing stray

> animals and she would never let me keep them, so I had to take

them

> to the pound where I'm sure most if not all were destroyed. One

day

> my younger brother (my older and younger brothers were the 'all-

good

> children - I was the all-bad) brought home a stray kitten and she

let

> him keep it. Then he rubbed it in my face for days if not weeks

that

> he got to keep his. I was devastated! Why did the poor creatures

I

> was trying to save have to die? It wasn't fair. I realize now I

was

> doing for those animals what I could not do for myself. Trying to

> save them from certain death. Weird, huh?

>

> Tammy

> > Ok -- I have to get to yoga class now. Thanks for encouraging me

to

> > share. If you're Ok with more, I'd like to share some bizzar-o

> > boundary violation stories. (I found out from UBM that BP

mothers

> > have no boundary concepts...) She violated me, then she killed

my

> > horses (like you, I had many animals). The reason she destroyed

my

> > animals was an over reaction to a perceived misbehavior --

> > she " caught " me in the barn with my high school boyfriend. When

I

> > found out what happened to my horses, I nearly successfully

killed

> > her. I was 16 years old. To avoid being arrested, I hit the road

> for

> > four years; breaking yearling racehorses for Hobeau Farms in

Ocala,

> > Fl., living on Indian Reservations, working in a shipyard in

> Biloxi,

> > Mississippi, working as a cocktail waitress in New Orleans till

I

> > was busted and sent " home " for being underage.

> >

> > The strangest part was all this psycho stuff was exceedingly

well

> > concealed by one of those Long Island North Shore communities

where

> > child abuse is so well covered. As UBM explains, they can

present

> > so well...so one believed me. A few teachers tried to intervene.

> One

> > was fired as an example to the rest.

> >

> > thanks for listening,

> > ~daphne