Princes Charming and a Glass Sister

Our father ricocheted through childhood as one of 3 siblings dropped at a Sasakatchewan, Canada orphanage in the mid-1920s. As a child, -Edgar went to farm foster homes, was adopted once, and sent back. Their father surfaced briefly, from Michigan, dying of TB -which he gave me - in 1952 or 53 and the siblings estranged each other, totally, by the early 1970s.

Edgar borderlined or schizophreniaed his way through a crude and lewd control freak adulthood --menacing his wife and 3 children - moving us so frequently, well - from age 5-12 I attended 13 schools and moved 18 times. He was a self-made (?) Ameri-Canadian gipsy. - Abused by my grade 1 teacher, I lost my age 6 year to amnesia, once she was caught. I woke up, age 7, at a different school, new town. Despite other child and adult traumas, that was my only dis-associative experience. My childhood was normal enough, after that, school-wise, 'til grade 7. - Childhood stopped at age 12. Chased out of home at noon, Dad brutally discarded me to Children's Services the same afternoon. They moved and got a silent phone number. Four years of messing with my teenage-hood followed as he took me back and made me run away in fear all the time. Bait and switch by Dad and anxiety/depression ruled those years. I never knew where I stood with him. - At age 15, 20 days shy of 16, Pierre, 21, Dad forced us into a doomed marriage. By age 20, I was divorced and re-married.

A lot of life happened between ages 20-38. Then, happily married, 22 years ago, I survived a weird sexual assault, in a work colleague, off-duty environment: by a police detective - my temporary boss for a week. Curiously, other police witnessed but did not intervene. His, their, alcohol abuse was involved. It was really stupid. No one is identified, herein, by name - only by rank.

I translate my 16 dream journal and some of their universal symbols and themes. I was Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud, et al, studied/influenced and psycho-analyst-assisted.

I have no children and am glad to not pass on damaged chromosomes.

MURTHY'S LAW: EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED