Daily Archive for November 18th, 2009

ONE

Published on November 18, 2009 in Abuse, Dissociative Identity Disorder, PTSD and Therapy. 2 Comments Tags: .

I remember this one. The first time I heard it I thought of myself, not of wars with guns but of life at home.
When I hear this song as an adult I can’t help but see the dissociative me, the one who can’t remember things, the one who isn’t sure if she’s awake or asleep but is certainly aware of pain.

Below is what’s being said by the doctor about the young soldier. This part isn’t sung in the song but is absolutely worth noting.

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He Smiled

Published on November 18, 2009 in Abuse, Mental Health and PTSD. 0 Comments

I saw you on the news today.  You’d just been arrested in connection with the death of a 5 year old little girl forced into prostitution by her mother.  Two women in the doctor’s waiting room screamed at the TV as you smiled and grinned.  While they called for your immediate death I  smiled back. I smiled a knowing smile. You’re out on bail right now which shocked them too. Still I smiled to myself. IF you make it to trial you’ll go to prison. They’re gonna get you and that makes me smile. Your girlfriend, the child’s mother, if she makes it to trial, will find out the ultimate cost of selling a child. To her I also send a knowing smile.

Shaniya Davis

Morton’s Pride