Day 900. Survivors found: 11 Read part one of my account here. One of the first things to come back to me was the sound of the cries. There were these small, whimpering baby cries of protestation from all around the room. I guess we were all more or less babies at the time. There [...]
Day 850. Survivors found: 11 It seems so big right now, I don’t know how concise I can be, but I’ll try. I was 4 years old when my parents put me into an attachment therapy nursery school. I attended for a year, and had outpatient holding therapy sessions for the 2 years following. I [...]
Day 712. Survivors found: 10 Read part one of this account here first. Over the years, I was “treated” by attachment therapists Nonie and Bruce Wilson in Portland, Oregon, Kathie Leah Bishop in Eugene, Oregon and Tom Gill and Beverly Cuevas in Washington. There are so many things that happened, it is so hard to [...]
Day 677. Survivors found: 10 A belated Happy New Year’s to all our friends and allies. Despite the best efforts of attachment disorder therapists such as Ronald Federici, Arthur Becker-Weidman and their droves of sockpuppets, we remain online. Our numbers have increased and we are hard at work formatting various firsthand accounts for publishing. Please [...]
Day 624. Survivors found: 9 I was adopted when I was four years old. Over the years, I was “treated” by attachment therapists: Nonie & Bruce Wilson in Portland, Oregon; Kathie Leah Bishop in Eugene Oregon; Tom Gill & Beverly Cuevas in Washington. The first time it happened I was about 7 years old. No [...]
