The first time I was about 6 or 7 years old. At nine years old I was put into therapy. Went to live with my Grandparents on a beautiful island. Another attempt by a friend of my Grandmother. She behaved very sympathetic toward me, yet kept it a secret and sent the friends packing. A year later I returned to my parents home. Not so happy a situation so I was always running away from home. I ran away to Hollywood and was kidnapped by a black man at gunpoint. When he was done he turned me loose. Couple of years later I was living with a Mormon Aunt, as she was trying to help me recover, her husband was chasing me around the house. I told on him and of course this upset everyone. I became an alcoholic for many years. At 33 years old I went to AA to recover. I am 56 years old now. I have a strong belief in God. I believe in forgiveness, but I also believe I don't have to do buisness with people who have harmed me. I have a 33 year old son who I am very proud of and love very much. I am Married to a very smart man who is a scientist for the space programs, we have our struggles. I struggle with ptsd and depression. I don't like medications because they make me feel worse. I enjoy art and spirituality. I am attempting to write a fantasy fiction novel. My best healing comes from support from others, it's what I've lacked the most all of my life. Nancy
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