Posted in Abuse, Reflecions, Sorrow on Aug 12th, 2010
In a field, not far from our house there was a pond. Actually it was a bomb crater which had been created when a plane was forced to jettison it’s payload during World War II; local wisdom was that it had been a Luftwaffe bomber. We were under the strictest instructions to be careful around [...]
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Posted in Abuse, Mental Archaeology, Questions on Jul 23rd, 2010
My post about the unpleasant incident when I lost my virginity at the age of 10 sparked a chain of thought and some questions. Given the traumatic nature of the experience why didn’t I simply go to my Mum and tell her what had happened? There’s one very shallow and unconvincing answer which is that [...]
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Posted in Abuse, Mental Archaeology, Pain, Rape on Jul 19th, 2010
Despite the horrendous number of drugs I’m still taking I’ve decided it’s time to get back to writing. I was tempted to pass over number 9 in my list and go straight to number 10 but then I remembered why I started this blog. The purpose of writing about my childhood and teenage years is [...]
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Sorry, but the misadventures of a confused 14 year old are going to have to go on hold for a day or so. There’s a story that needs to be told because the residual anger it’s causing is getting in the way of just about everything. This isn’t a memory that’s suddenly sprung up in [...]
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Posted in Abuse, Church, Faith on Mar 29th, 2010
I am, as you know, not afraid of controversy and so I’m taking a brief sabbatical from my usual introversion to address an issue that I find deeply troubling and to which I would like some honest answers. Before I start I would like to make it clear that I do not mock faith and [...]
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