I lived with PTSD for 40 years, after molestation by a Catholic priest at age five. Read my story as I write it here through 2015.

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Sunday, June 14, 2015


After all that turmoil in my family in '97-98, Lizzie and I packed up our apartment in San Clemente, and as we drove up the 405, I joked, “You know what people do when their families fall apart? They run away to Hollywood.  So we're going to run away to Hollywood.”
She went “Yay.”  She was eight? Nine?
I wonder if she remembers that.

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