Overcoming Adversity: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Redemption

About Dr. Steven Taube, Psychiatrist…when we went to live in Germantown, MD after the Johns Hopkins malpractice.

He did old-fashioned psychiatry: hour long therapy sessions.

I clung to his mind as for my life after a horrific meltdown shortly after we moved there.

i often took Ian wirh me. He was only one to two years old.

He had had his own sympathetic breakdown.

we were living on a wing and a prayer.

Alex had fallen in love with a woman at work.

A Black woman three doors down with a little boy Ian’s age was taking care of him as I couldn’t. He got Jesus from her. I was paying her a tiny amount and she got angry about it and something terrible happened.

I fell into bed with another married man also a few doors down.

we ended up having to leave for Florida. He was lucky to get a good job offer there.

The Black girl did something in her anger to make this happen. And then the white woman next door also got angry and sent a bad report to follow us to Florida.

Dr. Taube didnt know what to do. So, he just got angry too. Obviously Akex was not pleased either.

he said, years later, “I might to this and I might do that but if you do…” and then he put my nack in the crook of his arm. In other words, he’d break my neck. The lawyer at the DV shelter in Florida said he meant it in a loving way. He also said he’d cheat me blind. By that time I had fallen deeply in love with a “love guru” therapist whose help I desperately needed and whom I never physically touched in any way or form whatsoever. I had sexual pain issues that had made me a sociopath in my youth and a psychopath later on. It took Feldman to Address the latter, i have just told about the issue of being commandeered by the bugs under my skin because of wading in shit from a sewage overflow.

Taube urgently pleaded with me not to go to Florida.

Now I am back in PA trying to fit back in again.

he was 20 years older so he is probably still living and working.

i couldnt have done anything differently. I was never welcomed back by my family after returning from California with Ian and it was just as bad when I was trying to teturn from Florida. They put up stop signs and obstacles and threatened me with the state hospital, in other words, once again, they refused to acknowked that I had grown up.

so, here it is 12 years later and I am still fighting this battle.

I have been hearing intimations that she is finally really gone. So, maybe things will finally change.

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