“Mother has never allowed her children to be persons. They are mere projections of herself, and when they cease to project what she visualizes she feels threatened, she cannot cope. She has never acknowledged the validity of my experience. On what ground can we meet, then?” In the margins of these 1960’s frustrated journal jottings, there are addenda written in 1986 and 1997, as the older Elisabeth periodically reread her journals from earlier decades. “Conflicts with poor mother!” the ’86 entry notes. “Forgive me!” Later, in a shakier hand, the seventy-year-old Elisabeth wrote: “Deep,
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*Forgive me **DEEP HEARTFELT REPENTANCE
