This series by JD Stockholm, is not only raw, powerful, uniquely and excellently written, but it is true.
With every word, JD Stockholm isn't just telling his story, he is also reliving it. And he is teaching us. The unique way he shares his lesson, makes it possible for the reader to absorb what he is trying to convey. And one does. Every chapter is a lesson. A lesson of reality. A lesson of survival. A lesson of his life.
His words will change you. They will enlighten you. They will open your eyes to the sick and twisted world that is child abuse. Some things that happen to this baby, this old soul as I call him, may have never been heard of by some of us.... or could even be fathomed for that matter. And yet sadly, other things - other acts perpetrated upon him, have become all too common in the world we live in today. Yes, his words, his story, his lesson, his very existence, will definitely open your eyes... even if you don't want to see.
Be warned, for once you read his story, hear this tiny voice, you will never forget it. And you will be forever changed.
When those around him behave less than human, his mind, his resolve, his loving nature and his Teddy Bear help pull him through. Times of betrayal, fear, self-loathing, pain, and utter despair, are cushioned, if you will, by that bear. Though he may sometimes falter, even crumble a bit, his spirit is not crushed. He proves it in these books, and he proves it still today. This boy's courage will do more than just tug at your heart strings. For most, it will rip them from one's chest and leave them dangling in silence, while the reader is left gasping for a breath to relieve the disgust, anger, horror and sorrow, while trying to dry the continuous flow of tears blurring the pages of these books.
What if, that because of the prolonged horrible abuse from the ones you love most in this world...the ones who make up your world... what if, you actually believe you are evil; and as result, you stop caring what happens to you? You begin to believe all the lies they have filled your head with for your entire life. Yet you push onward.
That is what these books are about. Unthinkable, unimaginable, horrifically cruel abuse. Ultimate betrayal. Catastrophic rejection. Torture. Rage. Sadness. Loneliness. Self-hatred. Abandonment. Starvation. Degradation. Humiliation. Slavery. Sociopathic predators. Unconscionable acts.
And survival.
As well as, resolve. Courage. Strength. Love. You will feel all of these and much, much more. Perhaps you will cry. Perhaps you will be angry... maybe only simply stunned. It was practically impossible for me to comprehend that one sweet little boy could have so many depraved "people" around him.
So much evil.
He isn't viewed as a human being by them, but simply an object. One that they find easy to prey upon. One that they condition to suit their sick needs. To torment. To torture. To use. And to abuse. When he rebels, everything is intensified.
Everything.
These books are not for the weak-hearted. They contain a powerful, personal account of a little boy's nightmare. One that he could not escape ... not in slumber... not in the waking state. It is one of physical, mental, emotional, and sexual abuse. Perhaps in its cruelest form, as most of it was inflicted upon him by the very ones who should've protected the most. His parents.
Just imagine. When the only attention received, is abusive. Maddening. Just plain cruel. To have a a lifetime of it.
A lifetime.
This is far from being a fairytale. And so, imagine if you will, this child's mind set. That if, from as far back as you can remember, you were viewed as nothing more than a nuisance... by your own parents. Never receiving a loving touch or embrace. Never a kind word. Never being able to fully trust. Never feeling accepted. Wanted. Loved.
And craving it.
Always on edge. Ever vigilant, anticipating the "next time." Feeling like an intruder. An outsider. Worthless - within your own family. Actually fearing the help by any outsiders, because you know your parents would retaliate... or worse, that you might be taken away from them. To love them with all your heart, yet receive none in return. To live in a family where you are reminded daily, that you are not wanted. Where you practically do not exist; except when they want to use you for their own sick gratification. Never hearing the words from your parents, that most of us take for granted; a sentence most of us either hear or utter every day, to our loved ones. "I love you."
Wishing for something that would never come. Love.
I say again... just imagine.
JD's courage in writing and sharing his story should be applauded. I know that it is. I also know, that in some ways, for him, doing so was far more terrifying than living through it the first time. What if you felt you had to reveal your most intimate embarrassing and humiliating of secrets, to try and make sense of it all? To just try and heal? Yet that in doing so, thinking the world would hate you? Despite that fear, he has shown us what to look for, within the realm of abuse. He has taught us that things like this really do exist in this world. And he has proven to us that there is always hope...even if it is not easily seen.
There are those who will, and have said, that this story isn't happy enough. It is that kind of attitude that allows and fuels the "head in the sand" mentality regarding the subject of abuse. If we don't believe it exists, then it won't. - Right? Well it does. In far too many forms. There is NO excuse for any child to endure even a fraction of what JD has, (and to a point) still does today. JD's life is a perfect example of how the human spirit can and does survive.
Here in the U.S., amidst these violent times, we have a saying, which I know applies here. It is simply, "See something - say something."
JD is saying something. And we, as a decent society should listen.
Thank you, James, for sharing your story. For teaching us. And for making us "see."
You are an amazing man, and an incredible author.