When did this conversation happen and where and who????????
Lets do a memory trip….
Don is already on Japan and we are waiting in CA outside Travis AFB for our tickets to join him and we had spent time with Aunt Aileen and she permed my hair, which had been long and this was after the near death in Big Springs, Texas…. and the perm burned my hair and I remember when we got to Japan, I had it all cut off…

When the brain bleed happened, I knew at that moment in time I would lose memory… My IQ was high, but because of all the domestic violence from birth to this time in my life, surviving was all I cared about and I buried myself in our base libraries and read everything I could get my hands on… and I studied people and boy did I learn psychology at a very early age…
The reason for the write???
She Won’t REMEMBER ANYTHING!!!!
Was said here on Japan and I say that with certainy but not clarity… This is among those memories I lost when the stroke happened…
I was taken for a eye exam after the stroke and both my parents are with a 16 year old getting a eye exam??? Yea, that little memory I hung on to for a reason… and that reason???
“SHE WON’T REMEMBER ANYTHING”!!!!
But I do and that’s just it… I remember everything that ever happened in that baptist home and Steven King couldn’t write a horror as good as the one I lived… Truely though, it’s like the Cinderella story but with a very very dark side dunk in the blood of that made up god they bow too…
Anyway… This is a memory I have flashed on before, after the murder of 26 innocents in Sutherland Springs, Texas…
This is what I mean when the train leaves the station and it always comes back around… and that seems to be happening more and more lately and that is really throwing a wrench into how to write the story…
One of the biggest reason people read it, because I over came what was supposedly not possible…
Amnesia…
Does this mean those years, those times when Freda did her crazy shit will all come back or the things my sister did…
I never lost them, they just left the station and me standing there waiting for it to come back into view…
There is a dull ache going on in the left temporal area of my brain and that area is impacted by the left TMJ… and that TMJ woke me up at 1:30AM just so I could watch DON knock me across the room in 1971…
Timelines are starting to stay in place…
What ever doctor they took me too, he didn’t have a clue about the girl sitting in front of him being a hell of a lot smarter than his degree…
I am living proof…
I remember…
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