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So, at Mclean everyone is fucked up. They all seem so familiar there. They've all been through the same cycles. Why do we seem to all know eachother? Eachothers stories, eachothers cycles? We are all very close to THE GODPARENTS who i mentioned at the beginning of the story. They work at McLean, on Proctor 2 is where the Godmother is the head nurse... retraumatizing each sexual assualt victim survivor when they see her there. They are afraid of her. She compliments us and then insults us. Everyone there knows fear. We re-traumatize eachother in there without meaning to, and then, if we know to much, they send us to North Belknap where they dont care about you at all. They try to tell you that you have gone psychotic and you need medicine like Haldol to stop you from being crazy.
They keep shit on the bathroom floors for days, in the shower you feel dirtier when you get out than you did when you got in. The sheets on the bed are square so that you can never get comfortable. They give you 1 very very thin plastic pillow, they insult you and laugh at you. It's the ward where all the cool kids go to laugh at those of us who have failed the mafia.

So this is my story. Maybe now i dont sound like a troll. Maybe i do. I know my parents are freaking out that i am up all night writing this. I wonder if they are scared because they dont know whats going on or are they scared because they do.

I think, that like the rest of the fucked up Conneticut family, they are hoping i will kill myself or that someone else will kill me. Then it doesnt have to be their fault.
They are good liars. I am better. I lie to them when they lie to me and i have outsmarted them.
Its time for an appology. Its time some people go to jail.


May. 26th, 2008 05:48 pm (UTC)
One of his entries further down calls this his "novel." But in a local support community he is asking for "help." So it seems unclear - perhaps even to hirself.
May. 26th, 2008 08:05 pm (UTC)
Ok, this is weird, since it's on his page and all but.... if I understand correctly, he's got some problems- yeah. But the 12 piece work is fiction, since he's not a girl, but he drew on some of his experiences to write the piece.

Do I have this right?

May. 26th, 2008 08:26 pm (UTC)
He was a she.

May. 26th, 2008 08:31 pm (UTC)
Ok then. Guess I was wrong, eh?

So, DJ, what's the deal then with the story? Real or fiction? No judgement here, just curious. FWIW, I have several lj and rl TG friends.
May. 26th, 2008 11:19 pm (UTC)
I think if you take a look at DJ's profile page and check out the interests, you will get a bit more information.

Sounds like a mix of experiences, and perhaps some deeply held beliefs or perceptions about how things really work. I hope someone is able to provide assistance, and if any improprieties or abuses have occurred, to have those followed up on by compassionate professional advocates.
May. 27th, 2008 11:23 am (UTC)
agreed. one thing that threw me was I missed the link to earlier pages and thought the entire journal was just this series of entries.

in any case, DJ, be strong.


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