nccotus

I couldn’t get to where I was trying to go with my last post.

it was about Arthur Robyn, the child I lost at 13. Who has always eluded me. In recent weeks I have been convinced that he really existed, all the puzzle pieces seemed to fit. But I don’t have a scrap of real evidence. The closest thing to evidence is that a gyn clinic doctor here in Reading in the 80’s said that I had a prolapsed uterus and asked if I ever been pregnant. Long before I met Alex.

As for Freedom, that is about being finally free of Wernersville State Hospital. I need never go back. The relationship with David was the draw there. There is no reason whatsoever for me to be at a state mental institution ever again, my reason for being there before was I that in was in the throes of death. I had just all but died. I wanted to be there. There was no other place for me. That is not the case now. There is no reason for me to return. Even in my mind. I need to stay far, far away from that place.