Secret ceremonies in which malevolent men and women cloaked in hooded robes, hiding behind painted faces and chanting demonic incantations while inflicting sadistic wounds on innocent children lying on makeshift alters, or tied to inverted crosses, sounds like the stuff of which B-grade horror movies are made. Some think amoral religious cults only populate the world of Rosemary's Baby, but don't exist in real life.
Or, do they? Ask Jenny Hill.
Tags: secret secrets rape crime dissociation cult satanic trauma ritual-abuse multiplicity sadism human-sacrifice sadistic dissociative-identity-disorder trauma-experiences childhood-abuse satanic-ritual-abuse mpd multipple-personality-disorder
Jenny couldn't believe herself a multiple. She was a mother, a nurse, not that screwball who appeared on the screen like some dysfunctional figment of her imagination trying to find a life. Still, she was coming to a realization that accepting who she was would be the jailer's key to liberate her from this cuckoo's nest.
Judy ByingtonTags: dissociation multiplicity dissociative-identity-disorder trauma-experiences mpd multipple-personality-disorder self-stigma
Jenny slowly awoke on the sacrificial altar to an Ethereal Light that flamed through the east wall, a radiant aura of love dispersing the frightful scene. A glow pulsating from Angeletta's body still burning in the fire pit slowly rose to join the Light. A Heavenly peace infused Jenny as she realized, "There's a man standing in the air straight above me!
Judy ByingtonTags: inspirational psychology nonfiction biography true-crime multiple-personalities
(Slap) “Owhhh … ” Raymond yelled as the Old Man’s cane hit his face.
Judy ByingtonTags: bad-writing insult-to-intelligence badly-written-fiction
When explicit thinking patterns were in charge, light waves of particular lengths were thought to stimulate Jenny’s optical nerve, changing hue of her eye color.
Judy ByingtonTags: bad-writing pseudoscience
In the far reaches of her brain a storehouse of demeaning events evidently opened a door for Extra Sensory Perception experiences to enter.
Judy ByingtonTags: pseudoscience insult-to-intelligence
Sounding throaty like a dog before it barfed, he said, “Put her in the chair.
Judy ByingtonTags: bad-writing
Kiss my lickity-split," the doper shouted.
Judy ByingtonTags: bad-writing are-you-kidding-me no-one-says-this-ever
Listen you little turd, don’t tell me my business. It’s not worth the risk," the Old Man snarled.
"But Green … Yikes, that stings!
Tags: bullshit insult-to-intelligence badly-written-fiction fiction-sold-as-true-crime
The Old Man’s "job" was to ensure success of a certain Pagan holiday celebration–an exact opposite of LDS temple instruction that signified fellow sister-brother’s unification with the Divine.
Judy ByingtonTags: bullshit badly-written fiction-sold-as-true historically-wrong insult-to-pagans utter-nonsense
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