The Bleeding Grounds

Have you done any of the following forms of punishment to yourself?

Kerry — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 06:26:30 -0600

* picked at wounds, "to see if it hurts"\n* pulled your own body hair out\n* banged or punched body parts\n* used fire or knives to test pain\n* tasted caustic/dangerous/poisonous substances out of "curiosity"\n* deprived myself of food or sex\n* I have done more than one choice\n

RADical thinking

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The Criminal Mind

Caring for The Wounded

Kerry — Mon, 07 Apr 2008 10:22:08 -0600

How many relate to the need to care for someone's emotional wounds, (assuming the nurturing role for those who seem lost or broken) simply because you suffer with abandonment issues, (and have a needy need to be needed)?

The Bleeding Grounds

Primal Beings: Rage and Detachment

Kerry — Mon, 12 May 2008 07:45:58 -0600

I have two types of friends: one type thinks and re-thinks everything to death; the other type lives life without doing much heavy thinking because feelings guide their actions.

I'm stuck in the middle, over-thinking my feelings, afraid to do any living that brings me personal happiness. I have been trained to accept crap as a life-long condition, and as long as I detach from the pain, I'm ok.

The Bleeding Grounds

The Orphanage (English subtitles)

Kerry — Fri, 11 Jan 2008 07:44:32 -0700

2007 movie trailer

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Evanescence - Everybody's Fool

neophyte — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 10:55:17 -0700

perfect by nature
icons of self indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that

never was and never will be
have you no shame don't you see me
you know you've got everybody fooled

look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now i know she

never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled

without the mask where will you hide
can't find yourself lost in your lie

i know the truth now
i know who you are
and i don't love you anymore

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Three Days Grace - Animal I Have Become

Kerry — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 09:34:40 -0600

The Official video can be found @ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbHn1Pgj6Zk

Full lyrics without interruption:
I can't escape this hell
So many times i've tried
But i'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)

I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times i've lied
(So many times i've lied)
But there's still rage inside

The Criminal Mind

Wanting What I Can't Have

Kerry — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 17:26:06 -0600

For the past few years, I've been really struggling with what would make me feel among the living and happy. On paper, I have all the qualifying tangibles for "happily ever after", but the missing gaps (like personal intimacy) are so huge, I can't seem to grasp any sense of peaceful closure, acceptance or security for myself.

I am this huge gaping cancerous void that devours any growth made in moderation. I'm All or None, and in most cases, it is none for me, and all for everyone else.

I can't keep giving, when there is so little left of me.

The Bleeding Grounds

The Wonders of adoption.

kimette — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 23:38:23 -0600

Adoption is wonderful; you can choose the sex of the child!

When she received my picture, she said that she didn’t want a boy (my head was shaved on the picture). She called the adoption agency and told them that she asked for a girl. They replied that it was a girl. She told me she loved me immediately after knowing that I was a girl.

The Bleeding Grounds

Men Sexually Abused in Childhood, Survivors

Kerry — Thu, 22 May 2008 03:52:24 -0600

A man climbs up the tree of his life, his own family tree, digging into his memories in order to understand the cause of his difficulties and weariness of life. The difficulties for a male survivor of sexual abuse to share intimacy with his girlfriend.

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Overcoming the fear that lives inside

Kerry — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 10:52:33 -0600

I think it's safe to say each one of us has hidden fears and insecurities within us. In fact, I cannot imagine anyone being so perfect that deep inside there isn't s single fear related to weakness or personal flaw. [Of course, I could be wrong...!]

My question is, how does the person imobilized by mistrust get over the feelings of fear and angry panic, especially when "change" means "more of the same"?

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Losing a Parent to Suicide: Reflections of a Brown University Alum

Kerry — Fri, 23 May 2008 12:03:44 -0600

A Daughter's Grief

She learned to cope with her mother’s suicide.
Then everything fell apart.

By Dara Huang '99, '04 MD

My mother hanged herself in the basement of my house. I was 15. This is the most significant event in my life.

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A Letter From A Birth Mother

Kerry — Wed, 21 May 2008 13:48:45 -0600

A letter from a single un-wed birthmother.
Song is "The Reason" by Hoobastank

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Letter from an adoptee

Kerry — Wed, 21 May 2008 13:28:07 -0600

May 03, 2008
For people who have been adopted and are having trouble moving past it. I know people will say that you were chosen by someone else, but those homes don't always work out as the best second chance. And sometimes, adoptees get stuck at the part about being left behind.

To all adoptees who are stuck, I understand how you feel because I am adopted too and understand the overwhelming emotions that some people feel. There are adoptees who aren't affected the same way and that's fair, everyone deals differently, so if you are adopted and haven't struggled with it, good for you.

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Damn if I do... damned if I don't

Kerry — Thu, 15 May 2008 10:38:14 -0600

My first plastic surgery was when was 16. My a.mother agreed, my nose needed improvement. She had said when she saw the first photos of me sent by the adoption agency, I would need a nose-job.... but what she didn't know (?) is how many times my nose was broken between birth and my 16th year.

Intimate relationships

Growing-up, did any of the following abuses take place in your house/family?

Kerry — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 12:15:54 -0700

* Alcohol-abuse\n* Sexual-abuse\n* Physical-abuse\n* Neglect/abandonment\n* None of these\n* More than one of these\n

Child abuse

Accepting goodness and kindness in a world known as The Abyss

Kerry — Fri, 09 May 2008 10:41:10 -0600

I was in my mid-thirties when I first started to hear the soon-to-be reoccurring theme phrase said to me by various new-found friends and strangers: "You deserve better."

"Deserve better"? What does that mean? Don't we get what we "deserve", simply by earning it, ourselves -- or are there certain allowances within our lives that say we deserve something?

RADical thinking

Re-Parenting Myself

Kerry — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 07:52:09 -0600

It's taken me almost 40 years to realize what my life-crisis has always been: I have lost huge pieces of myself to all the adults who have once claimed me. This is hard-core adoption-stuff, mixed with abuses that should no longer matter (but they DO). With claim, comes blame...

Parenting

Wanda Dawn goes walking....

Kerry — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 12:27:31 -0600

I've been feeling really stressed lately; this sort of work pays itself not with money, but exposure to more and more pain. There's no relief from the sad stories I read, so I try to keep my mind focused on what I can do to help change the course of personal demise.

I take walks to de-stress myself.

The Bleeding Grounds

James Blunt - Tears and Rain (with lyrics)

Kerry — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 16:33:50 -0600

If not for the images of the flowers, this song would actually hurt me.

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Plunging deep

Kerry — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 14:37:09 -0600

I feel the pull... the weight of the strain to keep afloat is no longer a force I want to fight.

Deeper and deeper my thoughts flow and roam

I want to let go (let go!)

Going deep, deeper, deeper still

Let me go Home

To the home I've always known

Let me rest (put me to rest!)

On the floor I have sorely (deeply) missed

Home, blackened home

You welcome me

My sweet solitary Abyss

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"Why are these children dying?"

Kerry — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 14:57:01 -0600

They are the stories no one wants to hear -- children, abused and neglected, some to the point of death.Many of them must leave their families to go into shelters or foster care. Often these children leave their homes with only a garbage bag to hold their clothes and favorite toys, the most are routinely tossed from one temporary placement to another, often ten or twenty times during their most formative, vulnerable years.This is the continuing saga of crimes against Foster children. Children are dying, inside and out...

Child abuse

Introduction

shealathomas — Mon, 07 Apr 2008 09:27:16 -0600

Hello,

Child abuse

Talking Heads - Stay Up Late

Kerry — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 18:34:18 -0600

Mommy had. A little baby.
There he is. Fast asleep.
He's just. A little plaything.
Why not. Wake him up?
Cute. Cute. Little baby.
Little pee pee. Little toes.
Now he's comin' to me.
Crawl across. The kitchen floor.

Baby, baby, please let me hold him
I wanna make him stay up all night
Sister, sister, he's just a plaything
We wanna make him stay up all night
Yeah we do

See him drink. From a bottle.
See him eat. From a plate.
Cute. Cute. As a button.
Don't you wanna make him. Stay up late.
And we're having fun. With no money.
Little smile. On his face.

Child placement

The Verve Pipe - The Freshman

neophyte — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 16:55:10 -0600

When I was young I knew everything
She a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt stricken,
Sobbing with my head on the floor
Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice

I can't be held responsible
She was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and
We'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe
We'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

My best friend took a week's
Vacation to forget her
His girl took a weeks's worth of

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Introduction

kimette — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 10:44:43 -0600

I finally decided to blog here. I already hold a blogspot but this one will be different.
I will use this blog to talk about me - only me, not others - my personal thoughts about adoption, my questions that I've never asked to my loving-shitty-adoptive-parents, my anger/hurt for being ~~sold to strangers~~ put into adoption to another country, my anger/hurt for being ~~bought~~ adopted, my hurt for being ~~brainwashed~~ assimilated, etc.

The Bleeding Grounds

Mourning the Mommy that could never be

Kerry — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 07:50:08 -0600

One of the saddest realities I have learned through my own experience is life without a Mommy.

I cringe when people assume adoption will provide that missing maternal-link for a child, because the truth is, no such guarantee can be made. Mistakes in placement happen, and the result is catastrophic.

I don't understand the woman incapable of loving her own child... and I don't understand the people who prevent the natural mother from giving her love a try. There's something seriously WRONG with the words, "You're not good enough to be given a chance".

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Avril Lavigne - I'm With You

Kerry — Thu, 06 Mar 2008 07:25:08 -0700

I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess