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		<title>by: Kayla</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-55188</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 04:25:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>You didn't deserve that. I feel sympathy for you...but I also feel anger towards your parents for treating you that way... They had such a wonderful daughter that could write absolutely beautifully, and they treated her so badly... I hope that you can find yourself and put the pieces back together.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You didn&#8217;t deserve that. I feel sympathy for you&#8230;but I also feel anger towards your parents for treating you that way&#8230; They had such a wonderful daughter that could write absolutely beautifully, and they treated her so badly&#8230; I hope that you can find yourself and put the pieces back together.
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		<title>by: Kathy Burgher</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-27915</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 17:08:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>As someone with this disorder, I applaud your story,that was easy to relate to and how it affects your entire life. I agree more people need to be aware. thanks for your honesty and courage.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As someone with this disorder, I applaud your story,that was easy to relate to and how it affects your entire life. I agree more people need to be aware. thanks for your honesty and courage.
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		<title>by: Cindy Wright</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-24760</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 21:04:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I almosst did nt read this as I usually skip stories of this nature. It leaves me feeling so sorry for the person who went through things lke this. I went through abuse as a child but not to that extent. I commend your bravery in telling your story. You are right some people do not deserve to be forgivin.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I almosst did nt read this as I usually skip stories of this nature. It leaves me feeling so sorry for the person who went through things lke this. I went through abuse as a child but not to that extent. I commend your bravery in telling your story. You are right some people do not deserve to be forgivin.
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		<title>by: Liz T.</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-24040</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 17:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Thank you so much for writing this. It hit too close to home, it was hard to read, but I am glad to have read it, even through the tears on my face. 
I am glad you found someone who took you through the healing journey.
And I am glad you decided that some people don\\\'t deserve forgiveness.
I am glad you can finally live now, and be your real self, without being denied what you feel, and what you know.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much for writing this. It hit too close to home, it was hard to read, but I am glad to have read it, even through the tears on my face.<br />
I am glad you found someone who took you through the healing journey.<br />
And I am glad you decided that some people don\\\&#8217;t deserve forgiveness.<br />
I am glad you can finally live now, and be your real self, without being denied what you feel, and what you know.<br />
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
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		<title>by: Adriana</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-22218</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:18:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Thank you for your story. While your childhood was infinitely more hellish than my own, I, too, was not "allowed" to show emotion such as anger. When I would try to speak up and defend myself against my raging parents, their screams got louder and I was told that I was full of sh*t, that I wasn't angry. Not being able to express anger has let to a lifetime of migraines and chronic body aches. I learned to "check out" in certain situations; I once had an idiot boyfriend who found it fascinating and got turned on by my blank expression during sex. Thank you for your story. I don't feel so alone.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for your story. While your childhood was infinitely more hellish than my own, I, too, was not &#8220;allowed&#8221; to show emotion such as anger. When I would try to speak up and defend myself against my raging parents, their screams got louder and I was told that I was full of sh*t, that I wasn&#8217;t angry. Not being able to express anger has let to a lifetime of migraines and chronic body aches. I learned to &#8220;check out&#8221; in certain situations; I once had an idiot boyfriend who found it fascinating and got turned on by my blank expression during sex. Thank you for your story. I don&#8217;t feel so alone.
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		<title>by: Tammy Sue</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-19485</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 06:29:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>How many others? Oh my god, a question we don't want to hear the answer to.  I could not read the whole post.  Too much, yet i'm so happy to even find something I could believe.  I try not to find solace in, or identify with other's pain, but it is comforting to see representation of raw, honest truth unfiltered by the hokum of if you hear me it's o.k., right?!?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How many others? Oh my god, a question we don&#8217;t want to hear the answer to.  I could not read the whole post.  Too much, yet i&#8217;m so happy to even find something I could believe.  I try not to find solace in, or identify with other&#8217;s pain, but it is comforting to see representation of raw, honest truth unfiltered by the hokum of if you hear me it&#8217;s o.k., right?!?
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		<title>by: Cheryl</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-19369</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 20:12:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I couldn't swallow reading what you wrote about the honesty you found to write with was quite freeing for me as reader. I admire your clarity and inner strength to share this story with a foreign audience. I relate to similarities in myself and have also walked alone on my path many times in my mind. It was interesting for me when you mentioned your loss of hearing I suffer from that myself. What is that from. I didn't have the ability to develop friends within myself but I guess what my alternative was, was to disappear and resolve my hurt or issues by reading fairytales. To this day, I must always remind myself noone is going to rescue me just myself. It is difficult to overcome or change negative survival skills eg. denial, pleasing others before oneself etc. I do not agree with most who say you do not have to forgive everyone. My belief is that you do, or else they still have some bit of control over you. My story similar in some situations however more damning but I too took care of my parents until they left. My dad, I confronted and made him cry when older and I was shocked to hear his path in life far more heartbreaking than mine. My mother's was as well. I am not saying what they did was right because they had choices and were adults. I was thier child however, I have freed myself from the legacy of Abuse somewhat by truly forgiving them for raising me with what they knew at the time. It was the hardest thing to do at the time and as time passes my load has lightened and freed me from anger, hurt, pain. Now each day is what I am truly grateful for and your story affirmed this for me. Thank you for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I couldn&#8217;t swallow reading what you wrote about the honesty you found to write with was quite freeing for me as reader. I admire your clarity and inner strength to share this story with a foreign audience. I relate to similarities in myself and have also walked alone on my path many times in my mind. It was interesting for me when you mentioned your loss of hearing I suffer from that myself. What is that from. I didn&#8217;t have the ability to develop friends within myself but I guess what my alternative was, was to disappear and resolve my hurt or issues by reading fairytales. To this day, I must always remind myself noone is going to rescue me just myself. It is difficult to overcome or change negative survival skills eg. denial, pleasing others before oneself etc. I do not agree with most who say you do not have to forgive everyone. My belief is that you do, or else they still have some bit of control over you. My story similar in some situations however more damning but I too took care of my parents until they left. My dad, I confronted and made him cry when older and I was shocked to hear his path in life far more heartbreaking than mine. My mother&#8217;s was as well. I am not saying what they did was right because they had choices and were adults. I was thier child however, I have freed myself from the legacy of Abuse somewhat by truly forgiving them for raising me with what they knew at the time. It was the hardest thing to do at the time and as time passes my load has lightened and freed me from anger, hurt, pain. Now each day is what I am truly grateful for and your story affirmed this for me. Thank you for sharing.
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		<title>by: Mel</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-18833</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 15:51:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Wow.  What you have written is awe inspiring.  I agree with Brianna on this one.  It does give others the opportunity to others to put their life into context.  As I was reading about the atrocity you faced - I realized my pain and I wanted to write out every detail of my life and my hurt.. simply to understand why I am who I am today.  

Thank-you soo much for sharing this.  It's a reality that sometimes remains unspoken of.  I'm glad that it's on the surface.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow.  What you have written is awe inspiring.  I agree with Brianna on this one.  It does give others the opportunity to others to put their life into context.  As I was reading about the atrocity you faced - I realized my pain and I wanted to write out every detail of my life and my hurt.. simply to understand why I am who I am today.  </p>
<p>Thank-you soo much for sharing this.  It&#8217;s a reality that sometimes remains unspoken of.  I&#8217;m glad that it&#8217;s on the surface.
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		<title>by: Kissfan</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-18547</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 10:55:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>"Sandra" you are one of the bravest people I know.  You have been through so much but yet you remain full of kindness and helpful to others.  No child or adult child should have to go through the things that you have and you did not deserve such a horrible childhood.    I do NOT think you are obligated to forgive your parents at all, they took your childhood and your innocence away from you instead of nuturing the kind soul that you are.

Thank you for sharing so much of yourself with others, I know it had to be a huge leap of faith to be once again so open and vunerable when being vunerable wasn't rewarded in your childhood.

Love Ya!

Kissfan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Sandra&#8221; you are one of the bravest people I know.  You have been through so much but yet you remain full of kindness and helpful to others.  No child or adult child should have to go through the things that you have and you did not deserve such a horrible childhood.    I do NOT think you are obligated to forgive your parents at all, they took your childhood and your innocence away from you instead of nuturing the kind soul that you are.</p>
<p>Thank you for sharing so much of yourself with others, I know it had to be a huge leap of faith to be once again so open and vunerable when being vunerable wasn&#8217;t rewarded in your childhood.</p>
<p>Love Ya!</p>
<p>Kissfan
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		<title>by: Sandra Crystal</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/05/03/these-shattered-parts/#comment-17148</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 00:54:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>To Leigh:

The fracturing occurs before the age of five, though it can continue after the age of five.  One reason for this is that children younger than five only have a few defense mechanisms available to them, one of which being to separate their energy from what they perceive to be their self.

Some selves age as needed, others do not.  Some are 'older' than the actual age of the child.  This is done perceptivally, according to what the child thinks an adult  or older child would be like or what he or she envisions a protector would be like.

Finding and/or reconstructing the core is a challenge for the DID adult, and is a large part of healing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To Leigh:</p>
<p>The fracturing occurs before the age of five, though it can continue after the age of five.  One reason for this is that children younger than five only have a few defense mechanisms available to them, one of which being to separate their energy from what they perceive to be their self.</p>
<p>Some selves age as needed, others do not.  Some are &#8216;older&#8217; than the actual age of the child.  This is done perceptivally, according to what the child thinks an adult  or older child would be like or what he or she envisions a protector would be like.</p>
<p>Finding and/or reconstructing the core is a challenge for the DID adult, and is a large part of healing.
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