Funny....it's been a while since I posted about this book. It was back in August of 2007 Believe It or Not - Ritualistic Abuse Part 3 I wrote about it in the third post of a series about ritualistic abuse. Now a new reader to my blog, Mojo, followed a link from the New Year's Reflections on 2007 to the very first post in that series Believe It or Not - Ritualistic Abuse has thought about Michelle Remembers and me enough to reference it again in a comment.
I've got to say it really makes me wonder. Certainly Mojo has more information than my doctor did as I explained in that post about my doc. But Mojo has no specific details and only inferences in that post he read.........well and that label on my blog that says Satanism could be a clue if he looked at it. It just surprises me that the book pops up in reference to me.
Maybe part of my wonderment comes from many thinking that book has been discredited. The fact that Michelle married her therapist seems to negate her whole story for some people. Makes the book fiction instead of truth.
Granted the man never should have married his patient. However, just because Michelle stayed a victim by being involved in an inappropriate relationship with him doesn't mean he planted those memories in her head. I suspect the extreme neediness of a victim of this form of abuse would make her more vulnerable to inappropriate behavior on the part of a therapist, that's for sure. But planting memories.......... I know that's not my story.
That is what many people think though.......particularly professionals in the field. The therapist must have suggested those things to a vulnerable Michelle to make money.....to build himself a career........to be famous. Any excuse from the powers that to not believe such horrors exist.
Yet, the very response of those professionals to the marriage was predictable too. If the man was cunning and smart enough to plant this stuff to get famous and wealthy you would think he would have skipped the part that would discredit him. But, hey, what do I know, I'm just another victim of this crap that most don't want to believe exists.
Still the people who believe the book also believe me. For me it's kind of curious and hopeful in a way. With so many times as a child being told "They will never believe you." how can I help but feel hopeful when some people do?
Since starting this blog I have found more support than I expected. People who have stumbled across it for whatever reason....I've posted a comment on their blog, through my horse blog, etc. have come forward and said they believe me........and they are there for support.
I get so much more than support from their belief. Knowing that people can accept makes the world safer for me. The security of the people who hurt me lies in others' disbelief and denial. The offenders count on that to keep their secret.
Those many years ago when this happened to me, people did not escape. Some outgrew their usefullness and were allowed to leave (breeders too old or sick to have babies anymore, those gone mad or that would be seen as mad mostly) Today, things are different. There are people escaping and telling their stories because there are professionals who do believe and are willing to help. Unfortunately there are therapists willing to exploit them as well. But despite the latter, the fact some people do believe and have stood up and said so has made a difference. It has made it possible for those victims brave enough to flee to do so.
I am contacted from time to time by people looking for answers, maybe reassurance.......some are victims.......some treatment providers.......sometimes it's just ordinary people just wanting to know. I know this is because our society now talks about child abuse. That opened the door. Sure some have walked through farther than others, but it's open. That's what counts.
I can't help but wonder if Michelle Remembers even with discredidation has had an impact, what would my book do if I could ever get it written and published. That question lingers in my mind...........and makes me think I need to get to that box un buried and get to work.