SECOND VICTIM of a STAGE MOM
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YOU MAY RE-THINK THE "BOULDER COLORADO CASE"

     How can this be happening to me?  What is this feeling of uncontrollable panic?  I'm sitting in the back seat of a white van speeding south down Highway 41 to a mental health center.  I can't stop myself from rocking up and down.  First my forhead touches my knees and then I rock back against the seat.  Up and down, I can't stop rocking!   Although my left hand is fully bandaged, I keep rubbing my thighs as I rock.  I can hardly stand the pain from my re-attached middle finger.  I feel as if I have just fallen off a tall building and I'm living frozen in the last three seconds of what was my life!
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Dakota     "I...., I was in Brooksville this morning and it started to come over me like a dark wave.  This never happened to me before.  How close are we?  Go faster!...  Then I rushed to my psychiatrist, Dr, Jason, because I knew the panic feeling was psychological.  A hospital wouldn't know what to do and it would only get worse.  I need some juice or drug to calm me down.  God I need it now!"
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...glancing down her painted-on jeans...
...a red-necks dream come true...
...was pulling and jerking the knot with her teeth...
...the biggest, fattest racoon fell through the cieling...
...I'm looking through a porthole to hell...
...she was pushed and pulled into a second car...
...these strangers are my family now...
...like a pinnball that never gets past the flippers...
...they'll be on me like jackals on a carsass...
...God is like an egg...



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