Author Note to the Reader for This Memoir

December 26, 2024

Trigger alert:

This blog shares excerpts of my draft memoir — working title: “I Thrive.” While not graphic, it will discuss aspects of the sexual, physical, and emotional abuse I endured and my journey back to healing…and thriving. These entries start in June, 2025 and continue into the present. Prior entries cover other topics

Photo by author, circa 1959-1960

To be the illustration

Memoir expert and author Marion Roach Smith described the genre of memoir this way:

“Memoir is not about you. It’s about something and you are its illustration.”

Another author, Trish Lockard, added that this genre is not just a recounting of things that happened to you because, after all — “Stuff happens to everybody.” Instead, memoir captures one’s reflections about an event when enough time has passed for a change, a transformation, to take place. Those insights gained over time through effort are the gift to the reader—the takeaway.

To only write a list of everything done to you in life without the reflections is like dumping a pile of ingredients on the counter and calling it a cake. It is only a cake when that pile of ingredients has gone through the crucible of a hot oven and been transformed into the real takeaway — dessert. Only then does it have “purpose and meaning.”

I loved how one author, whose name I cannot find, summed it up:

“Don’t just confess. Digest.”

Digestion is change and makes something useful…nutritious. It gives back. And digestion is the unfinished business of my life.

After seven decades of silence, it is time for me to look back, digest the raw material of my life, and obtain the nutrition— the insights that give it meaning. It is not: “Look at what was done to me” so much as the answers to the questions: “Because of what was done, what am I doing with it? What does it mean?” So, my life will be the illustration of that “something” that might have meaning and nutrition for all.

28 years of abuse…and building a “beautiful mosaic”

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Citrinitas – Mom, “Hopeless?”

October 10, 2026

The yearbook

She was beautiful. Radiant even. I’ve always loved this photo of Mom…such a face of youthful joy beaming out from her high school yearbook page. So much might have been in store for a spirit like that.

Photo by author

And yet, by that photo she had written a single word: “Hopeless.”

My God. What a statement. It just begs for clarification…which is too late to get.

Questions race. When did she write that? And why? Was it a lonely teenage girl wondering what life held for her? Or a self-deprecating joke with friends? Maybe a young adult despairing of her prospects for love?

Or…was it later? The scribing of a scarred and disillusioned wife looking back and regretting her choice?

Years later, I struggle to reconcile the picture with that word. In fact, I literally cringe at the word, pained to think that “Hopeless” is what she felt about herself.

Yet to look back now and know what her life became, was it the word that set her up? A chilling prediction of where the path would lead?

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Citrinitas – Mom, A Love Letter

October 9, 2026

As I type the title of this post, I ask myself why I feel such love for my mother. Why am I no longer angry about the times she didn’t protect me or didn’t “turn around” to see what he was doing?

Painting by author

And most of all, why, at this point in my life, am I less angry with what Dad did to me, but still absolutely enraged at how he demeaned and abused her? The word “fury” comes to mind.

Watching all through my childhood years when he hit her, yelled at her, and no other adults in that house came to her aid…when the only thing I could do as a child was listen at the wall when he beat her in the bathroom, hoping he wouldn’t kill her — it was hell to witness. What more was it to be her?

There was only one time any of us stood up for her, and that was the day I saw her on the floor at his feet. I was in my late twenties; he had been at her downstairs. I heard her fall, and that was the last straw for me. Fearful for her and raging at him, when I saw her on the floor at his feet, I lost it. Despite my fear of him, I yelled that he needed help. And then he nearly choked me.

Paintings by author

It was then that I knew I had to leave. I knew she would never leave him, and I would be destroyed if I stayed. But to this day I remember how much I wanted to rip him apart for demeaning the woman who gave me life, and I was glad that for once, finally, I stepped up for her.

The eulogy I wanted to give

When she died, I delivered her eulogy. There was so much I wanted to say, to put in that text. And I did do a good job of honoring her gifts and highlighting her personality. But I left the elephant in the room untouched. It didn’t seem like it was the right time or place to bring up “all those things she had endured at his hands.”

Since then, I regretted that I stopped short of saying all I wanted to. And I always wished I could do it over and give her the eulogy she deserved. So now that I come to the part of this book to talk about Mom, maybe I can do that.

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Citrinitas – The Result of All His Abuse? Trauma Bonding

October 5, 2026

Stockholm Syndrome…and Patty Hearst

1973 – Stockholm Syndrome. 1974 – Patty Hearst’s abduction. 1981, 1993, 1997 -Defining Trauma Bonding.

These names have often been batted around almost interchangeably. And while they are related, there are differences that became clearer over the decades.

The term Stockholm Syndrome was coined in 1973 to describe the seeming bond that developed between hostages and their captor following a botched bank robbery in Stockholm, Sweden. The story is much more complicated and beyond the scope of what I want to write here.

But simply, it appeared at the time like the hostages were siding with their captor. In reality, they were traumatized by both their dangerous situation, not knowing if or when their captor might kill them, and the government’s clumsy negotiations that they felt almost got them killed.

Traumatized, enraged by the government putting them at risk, and responding to the kindness their captors started to show them, the hostages had to react in whatever way made sense to them to survive and live, even if it seemed strange to outsiders.

The bond even started to work in reverse. Their captor spoke later that while he initially would have killed them if he needed to, the more they got to know each other during the 6-day hostage situation, the harder it was for him to do that.

It should be noted that Stockholm Syndrome was not, and is not, a recognized psychological condition. From Wikipedia, here is the origin of the term:

“Nils Bejerot, a Swedish criminologist and psychiatrist, invented the term after the Stockholm police asked him for assistance with analyzing the victims’ reactions to the robbery and their status as hostages. Bejerot never met, spoke to, or corresponded with the hostages during or after the incident, yet diagnosed them with a condition he invented. Bejerot, speaking on a news cast after the captives’ release, described the hostages’ reactions as a result of being brainwashed by their captors.3(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stockholm_syndrome#cite_note-Adorjan_2012-3) He called it Norrmalmstorgssyndromet (after Norrmalmstorg Square, where the attempted robbery took place), meaning “The Norrmalm Square syndrome”; it later became known outside Sweden as Stockholm syndrome.5(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stockholm_syndrome#cite_note-5)“

The following year, that same term was applied to the 19-year-old heiress, Patty Hearst, who was abducted by a political extremist group and later seemed to side with them. That story, too, has many different complexities that I will not get into here.

Suffice it to say that both situations, which involved captives who seemed to switch allegiances and side with their captors, fueled even more research into the areas of captives, brainwashing, and domestic abuse, which had started in the 1950s with the Korean War POWs.

It was during the 1980s and 1990s that researchers, including Donald Dutton, PhD, Susan Painter, PhD, and Patrick Carnes, PhD, in their study of violence and victims, situations of power imbalances, intermittent reinforcement, and domestic violence, brought more clarity to these situations, along with a new term: Trauma Bonding.

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A Time Out to Answer – Why ANOTHER Book on Abuse?

October 2, 2026

“All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”
Leo Tolstoy , Anna Karenina

Where next?

Before continuing my path through this Citrinitas section of the book, I need to take a moment to reflect on the “WHY” of this book and “WHERE NEXT?”

As I’ve worked toward finishing this first “Bible-sized” draft of my story and my insights, I’ve also been thinking about draft # 2.

The important question about that next draft that has been percolating in the back of my mind is:

What is the best way to shape a publishable book from this full first draft, one that will deliver a useful, powerful, needed message to other survivors?

A fiction writer I follow described a story’s theme as “the truth of the main character.” I liked that. And I realized that works for memoir as well as fiction.

The bottom line is that however I shape the next draft, it needs to deliver my truth in my life…it needs to answer: What “theme” do I stand for and give the reader?

The REAL question

But there was an even bigger question that loomed over the first, one an agent, or editor, or publisher might ask:
“Why another book on abuse?”

From the start of this endeavor, I knew there absolutely NEEDED to be another story for readers on this topic; I knew it in my gut. But I also knew I would need to put that “gut knowing” into the right words of a compelling argument for any editor.

It has been in reading the news about yet ANOTHER incident of sexual violence against women…human beings…this time at Cornell. It is another HORRIBLE story that thankfully was brought out ONLY BECAUSE YOUNG WOMEN on the school newspaper refused to let it drop. And in that moment, I had my first clue to answer why another book….The power of STORY. It is only in the courage of the school newspaper’s reporters to deliver this story that there is a chance for justice to happen.

Now, I am not a lawyer or police officer or forensic analyst. So I cannot help the fight for justice in those ways.

But I am a survivor. A storyteller. A person who has BEEN THERE, even if my story details are different. I am a person who has had to walk, sometimes CRAWL back to healing…and eventually, even to thriving.

I have a story of my particular path through struggles, learning, survival, and despair. I have my own story of how I held on, refused to give up my life, and eventually reclaimed it to the best of my ability.

When I looked again at the question: “WHY ANOTHER STORY ON ABUSE?” I suddenly realized THAT IS THE WRONG QUESTION.

The REAL question is:

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Citrinitas – His Tools and What They Did – Part III

October 1, 2026

“I saw a post online where someone said, ‘An abuser doesn’t abuse every day.’ That, my friend, is intermittent reinforcement in a nutshell.”
— Shannon Thomas, author, Healing From Hidden Abuse

Intermittent Reinforcement

I don’t know what any mental health professional will say, but my own opinion from my own lived experiences is this: Intermittent Reinforcement is the HUGE one, the coup de grâce tool. It is the one that takes all of his individual tools and intensifies them into one immense, laser-focused, emotional superweapon that delivers the final blow.

What is it

It is the unpredictable delivery of love and rewards in between rounds of abuse. One moment he is laughing, praising us to others, joking; the next moment he is raging. Then at some undetermined moment in the future, he is loving us again.

Photos by author

That is intermittent reinforcement, and it is precisely that lack of consistency that makes it the most powerful tool of all. Why?

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Citrinitas – His Tools and What They Did – Part II

September 25, 2026

The battle formula to complete his control

Already on our “emotional knees” from his “behavior training, isolation, humiliation, and identity destruction,” we received his knockout punches from these next three “big guns.”

The formula for this part involves:
Intimidation + Alteration of Perceptions + Intermittent Reinforcement

Used simultaneously and alternated masterfully, the result is the abuser having absolute coercive control over the victims, while they form deep “trauma bonds” with their abuser.

I’ve already talked a lot about his intimidation tactics – getting in our faces, yelling, threats of violence, and actual violence. For sure, those were powerful. But their power was magnified exponentially by the other two. So I will focus on those.

Alteration of Our Perceptions

While this sounds like some lofty, academic psychology term, put in plain English, it simply means the abuser tells lies and, through his methods, gets the victims to embrace them as the truth.

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Citrinitas – His Tools and What They Did – Part I

September 22, 2026

Coercive Control

As I wrote in an earlier post, the ultimate goal of POW captors and domestic abusers is to dominate their captives through coercive control of their minds and behaviors. There are three main elements that captors need to create in their prisoners…or spouses and children…that will give them the leverage needed for ultimate control:

  • Dependency
  • Debility
  • Dread

And in either instance, that’s where the methods listed on Biderman’s Chart of Coercion come in.

Here, for comparison, is a chart from an article in Psychology Today, “Biderman’s Chart of Coercion Applied to Domestic Violence,” by Lisa Aronson Fontes, Ph.D. It shows how the exact same methods from POW camps are used by domestic abusers:

So, like a prisoner, a spouse may first be reduced to dependency through emotional, psychological, cultural, religious, physical, or financial means, as well as the responsibility for any children in the house. In such a situation, repeated emotional and psychological badgering wears them down to a point where they give up trying to fight back. And this is reinforced by instilling fear and terror through threats, intimidation, and/or violence. Such was the situation in our house.

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Citrinitas – First, My Changing Emotions, Then, His Tool List

September 20, 2026

Status check: A tiny, subtle “shift”

I need to take a moment before I continue to reflect on some changes within me that I have noticed lately during my writing.

When I started, there was a lot I felt underneath but did not understand. All I had were broken pieces of a life story, rage reactions, destructive emotions such as self-hate, high anxiety, and depression. I knew that what was done to me was wrong. Severe. I knew I had been harmed. But without the clear vision of the entirety of it all….HOW it was done to me, and why, all I was left with was confusion and those roiling emotions.

Now, as I continue to dissect my past and learn about emotional dysfunction, mental health and control issues, and how trauma is caused and handed down from one generation to the next, I notice a “shift” within me.

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Citrinitas – Create the Perfect System of Control

September 19, 2026

First rule of domination: establish the right “Family System”

“Chronic childhood abuse takes place in a familial culture of pervasive terror, in which ordinary caretaking relationships have been profoundly disrupted. Survivors describe a characteristic pattern of totalitarian control, enforced by means of violence and death threats, capricious enforcement of petty rules, intermittent rewards, and destruction of all competing relationships through isolation, secrecy, and betrayal….children who develop in this climate of domination develop pathological attachments to those who abuse and neglect them, attachments that they will strive to maintain even at the sacrifice of their own welfare…reality…or their lives.”
Herman 98

This description might seem like something from a concentration camp and one in which the people in it knew it was deranged and wrong. But this was normal life in our house – our “home environment. And we never realized just how ABNORMAL things really were.

Frankly, whatever environment you live in begins to shape you, whether you realize it or not. It shaped us, our assessment of things, our reactions and beliefs. After a while, whatever we were living in was our “normal life.”

How did he succeed in creating such an environment and such control over us? Rules and tools….

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Citrinitas – Part II – His “Operating System Software” – The Malware of Control

September 18, 2026

If there’s one movie character that I immediately associate with my father, it’s Robert DeNiro’s hitman character in the movie The Irishman. The facial expressions, the coldness, the matter-of-fact attitude when hitting someone. In both attitude and mannerisms, my father and that character could be twins.

Even at the end of the movie, they were alike. DeNiro’s hitman was nearing death, but was without remorse or apology for his life; he showed no introspection about his life’s choices. My father was the same. Flat emotions. No apology. Just cold to the end. I sure didn’t see any concern about “meeting his maker.”

The origins of his “malware”

“Although the majority of victims do not become perpetrators, clearly there is a minority who do. Trauma appears to amplify the common gender stereotypes: men with histories of childhood abuse are more likely to take out their aggressions on others, while women are more likely to be victimized by others or to injure themselves.”
Judith Herman, MD, Trauma and Recovery

My father shared stories that pointed to the fact that he was abused as a child. His mother could be violent with him. At least until he got to his teens. He said that the last time she hit him, he just stood there and stared her in the eye. He noted she looked afraid and never did that again.

She gave him unnecessary enemas that no doubt crossed boundaries with sexual implications. I remember him telling me how he would get turned on to see her walking around in her bra when she was nursing his baby sister. He also happened to mention that, as a middle-school-aged boy, he often had to change his baby sister’s diaper. Given his later admission to getting turned on when giving me a bath as an infant, I have to wonder how safe she was with him and if his sexually abusive tendencies were already at work then.

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