Some say you can never return home and that may have been the case that day when the last person expected to show up, shows up. How do you respond to your insane plan exploding in your face and in front of those who trusted you the most?
No one, absolutely no one that I knew from my past, my extended family, longtime friends, collegues or associates, absolutely no one would believe what I had to say. No matter that I was speaking from my heart not only out of concern for others but the fear also of some whom semed intent on wrecking havoc in my life. I often wondered if I was selfishly attempting to place blame on someone else or was I deliberately avoiding any kind of self-introspection? I questioned myself endlessly for years and even seeked outside critique from the few I knew that I trusted without any change in pespective. My path forward continued and as the courage built the fear evaporated. Whatever the source and whtever the outcome this novel, this story had to be told amd had to be written, now.
Twisted Sister. Each and every morning before any image could formulate in my mind before awakening there was this voice, my voice, and it was shouting "Bitch". I knew who it was referring to and I knew the driving force, the evil and demonic mind that was being referred to but eventually one would think it would go away. I followed all the Guru instructions on meditation and even the very wisest most respected of those I had studied previously however it took years for me to find peace in what was being revealed to me. My values were screaming out at me to act and be heard and not cower down to the popular notion that this too shall pass. No, it was something I could not be silent about, not live with and maintain any self dignity, I had to speak and my intended audience was not just anyone and everyone. There were many people whose lives were changed forever by rumors and gossip, judgments and personal inuendos, idiosyncrasies that also pushed me in a direction I never planned on going. It was complicated and it still is. Twisted Sister is a novel too sinister to be true but also so closely aligned with writings some would say are scriptures about evil written by saints, pastors and teachers of religion. The more I researched the more I found in common with the script in my mind but also a part of my own past that I never gave in depth thought about until now and it has been extremely surprisng what I have found, what I have uncovered. Books and articles written by educators and scholars speak of this sickness, this syndrome that some seem to be inflicted with if not cursed by, In some cases it is generational and could possibly be handed down or taught whether intentionally or simply ingrained in another's mind by fear and intimidation. Many varied scenarios and cases have slowly surfaced lately as the silence has been broken and those that demanded an unwavering allegience have now passed on. Twisted Sister could be anyone's sister, mother or daughter.
.... ...
.... ...