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I am anthro phobic
Part of the reason for my anthro phobia is that I had 63 years and 8 months of physical and mental abuse from the person who is supposed to love me when no one else does
Together with people telling me
You must have deserved it
I believed I deserved it
Get over it
deal with-it
I also had two abusive husbands
Not being loved caused irreparable damage and still colours who I am
It was as if I had “treat with contempt” tattooed on my forehead
77 years later on rare occasions when I try to explain my anxiety some people still tell me to get over it
In my day PTSD wasn’t acknowledged
I was in my 70s before I became aware that many of the events in my life were major traumas
When I had an heart attack in 2020 a young doctor said to me
“If you had gone to a psychiatrist they would have diagnosed it”
To which I replied
“I spent a fortune on psychiatrists who said there was nothing wrong with me”
But this isn’t the only reason I have a problem with humans
Most humans in western culture think they are the only species that matters
They don’t respect other life forms
Think they own the land
Don’t share with one another never mind other life forms
If you think that death is the end this book will make you question that assumption:
In the 1970’s I was intrigued by psychic abilities:
A fellow student at teachers college introduced me to Spiritualism:
I thought people were way too gullible.
I went from thinking silly humans are afraid of dying and are making the information fit to realizing that sometimes the communication with those who have died is genuine.
There are so many stories that I would love to include but it would be breaking client confidentiality.
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