posted on Dec, 7 2008 @ 11:27 AM
Hello,
I've been looking on ATS site for a few years now I decided that I would finally post this. I'm a new member here and would like to know if there
are people here that have experienced any of the things I have in my life. I wouldn't say that I feel alone in the world. I have friends and family
around me that I consider amazing and they truly make me feel very special and loved everyone in my life will go out of their way to care for me, I'm
very lucky but sometimes I feel like I'm not in the right place, which is a very strange feeling that I've never got used to, I feel really awful
for my loved ones saying that but I cant help it. There's something that is so normal but so essential, a place or a feeling or a way of life or an
ability that is just that little bit out of reach and it's so frustrating. I know a lot of people feel like this maybe more than would care to admit.
My experiences although amazing to me put me in a place that can be quite lonely I guess I'm hoping others are here.
Visits...
The first I can remember is when I was about 4 or 5. I can't tell you the exact situation because it's quite personal but I wasn't with my mother
at the time. I was in a different country, I guess I have to say that I had been kidnapped but thats as much as I'd like to go into, it's nothing
weird or fantastic, just family stuff. I think at the time I was in a sort of boarding home, I had been put there with my little brother, the sisters
at the school were unaware of the situation. I was getting a little ill at the time as I was refusing to eat, mainly to get things that I wanted, for
example they put me in a different dorm than my little brother but I protested so violently because I felt the need to protect him, they were forced
to put us together. My appetite slowly diminished and I became more unwell. One night I woke and I was in another room very different to the school,
it was large, there was sofa in the middle with a table and a phone right in the center. I moved straight to the sofa sat down and stared at the phone
wanting to call my mother then I noticed movement to my left. There was a lady standing at a very large triangular shaped window. She had dark hair
tied in a low pony and a thick fringe, I think she was plainly dressed, I'm not sure and I really can't remember her face, not even her expressions
but I felt kindness from her, I felt that I knew her and even to this day, remembering her gives me a warm feeling. She asked me to stand by the
window with her, It was night time, I think there were city lights. I asked her if I could call my mummy she said that I couldn't call her. We stood
at the window for a while, we talked, she asked me questions and told me things, I can't really remember what but I enjoyed talking to her then
finally she said that she could take me to see my mother if I liked but that I wouldn't be able to talk to her and she wouldn't know that I had been
and I thought this must be better than nothing so I said yes please...Suddenly it was day, I was stood next to a bed with my mother lying in it, she
was hooked up to hospital machines, I asked the lady what was wrong with her and she replied 'your mummy is very ill, she has been very hungry
because she is fighting so that she can be with you again' Although I didn't really know what the lady meant I had some sort of understanding and
felt that I wasn't fighting all on my own. I cant remember getting back I just remember finishing a bowl of ravioli or something similar the next day
and the entire school, staff children and all cheering at the fact that I'd managed to finish a meal. I was about twelve when I confronted my mother
while she was washing up, asking why she had been in hospital then, telling her I had visited her...shocked because we had never uttered a word to
each other about that time since the day I was back in her arms at 5 or 6 and also I assume worried... (continued)