by Rex
(Portland, Oregon, USA)
Continued from Part 1:
I used to be the poster boy for mis-advised tied legal hands in a world of psychiatric child abuse that no-one cared enough to just stop and look. That story your counselor told you about the kid just sitting there and not saying a word for hours, and how it was all right to do that...that came from me. I wouldn't know what to say-why I should, or why this man cared. I only knew that I didn't want to be in the same room or facility with the man psychiatrist, so I would say nothing session after session. All I knew was that I was scared, alone and the world hated me. Not true of course but I could not embrace my feelings or my thoughts at that age. Then thanks to Mother's ways and my poor childhood development during my second summer of being locked up in detention only because I had no place to go or anyone willing to take on the not so bright young, very imaginative boy (I had committed no crimes) I soon became required reading in a certain county district's office for legal interns. Thanks again to Mom.
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From Victim to Victory
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How I got over the devastating effects of child abuse and moved on with my life
Jan 30, 18 01:13 PM
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Jan 29, 18 11:33 AM
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Jan 29, 18 11:00 AM
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