After my presentation on September 9, 2013, at the Oshkosh Public Library, I received and email
from a 67 year old woman who read my book and came to the conclusion that she suffers from PTSD. Here is her testimonial for my book and details of her personal story.
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Therefore, I grew up in a family where men were very important and would carry the name to another generation. My mother gave over her identity to him. She turned out to be severely handicapped with OCD and depression.
I would hear constantly if they did not like what I was doing-They said, “I was killing them.” When I had trouble with math, “I was good for nothing and an idiot.” There were never any hugging or holding or saying I love you or touching. I felt invisible and totally unworthy. When I did do something to their satisfaction, there was no celebration just on to the next thing. I was extremely anxious as you can imagine. I would wake up in the morning to see what mood my mother would be in. I could never have friends over because she had to clean her spotless house. I escaped with my friends. I lied a lot just to get out of that cage.