Well, I'm going to "hop" into this discussion... Thanks Big Tex, for sharing your experience... your quite brave.. and I do believe you... (does it feel like your walking around outside in you underwear?
) I had a witness friend who had similar experiences, and she would be "triggered" by all sorts of things...especially symbolism... which was very interesting... she saw the symbols....they are a part of her memories. I was with her while she went through the effects and I can tell anyone who doubts, the effects are very real.
The biggest problem is that the victims usually were so young when they went through what they did, that it's hard for them to catagorize exactly what they saw or what happened to them. My friend went through the whole ritualistic issue... she thought that must be what it was... but she was so young at the time it happened, it was really hard to pin down... and the religiousity of the JW's didn't help the situation.....and especially having any length of history of these events... you have to remember, these were mostly children... with the minds and abilities of children... trying to relate to some very heavy environments... her therapist validated her feelings, which is what therapists do, but because no one could or would cooperate in finding out what actually happened during her rather difficult childhood.. trust me I met her mom... strange woman....she remains somewhat unresolved and suffers terribly, though lately less terribly, from these effects..
I have no doubt that her environment was very violent when she was a child... and that her mother does not want to talk about it... during discussion with her she was so defensive, unnecessarily so... and talked about how things are "different now".... odd to do that instead of trying to alleviate the very obvious problems her child was having.... given that, it's not too far of a step to think that things were said and done, maybe in the heat of extreme anger, that caused this child to have memories of being ritually abused... there were knives involved in some of them, animals being killed in others...they lived on a farm, I'm thinking maybe a family pet was abused and died... it could be as simple as that... It could also be that several family pets or farm animals were killed in front of her... she was so young... what could she do with those memories... If she was abused while this was going on... how on earth would a little girl be able to seperate those two traumatic events? She was also molested by her father... and presented the symptoms very clearly of that... and that much, people in her family have admitted to her... after a lot of asking....years in fact... that the family was so closed mouthed about it... you know... too closed mouth about it... couldn't help but pique that suspicion that something had occured, and was the norm for this family for quite some period of time... and the "conspiracy" of silence continues...
I myself am troubled by a single memory... just one... I pretty much know the rest, but I was very small.. and I remember something happened, and I was bleeding very badly... I remember being in my great aunt and uncle's bathroom... they had a bright blue shower tub... they were running water on me, I remember that, and there was a lot of blood, but when I asked anyone in my family what happened... no one would say... they looked at each other... and they knew what I was talking about... but no one told me of the event... no one confirmed or denied it... so it sits... just like that... it is something to me that remains unresolved.... as I was so young.. what do I do with that memory? I can't ascribe any more to it, nor do I try to, than what it was, but it is disturbing... and every once in while... I remember it... especially near water... and I love the water.. I'm a water kinda person... but I find myself recalling that even when I'm having a great time and for that time, usually short, I am quite unable to consider anything else... odd, wouldn't you say? And in some small ways dabilitating... it's pretty hard to maintain the happy happy, when mentally occupied with such a thought... I'm much older now and I've learned to cope with it... but, it's still there... I wonder why someone didn't just tell me about it? It would be so much simpler for me if someone did. Did I cut myself... did I fall down....or did some hurt me? Was it an accident? You know... something to resolve it... the mystery persists and now my parents are dead, and my great aunt and uncle though living are still not talking... so there you have it... a disturbing memory with no details to help resolve it... sux large...
Imagine having more that that memory to deal with and not being able to resolve it... unfortunately, in not having all the information, what is left for my friend, Big Tex and many others is to acknowledge and try to cope with the possibilities, which is like a bandaid covering a wound that will not stop bleeding. Time helps a lot... but not being able to resolve the issues with any kind of confirmation or denial is most definately the hardest route to take. And the one left to these poor people.
Hope that helps... and sorry if anyone was triggered...
Inq