A nice family of five, parents, three kids (all under 7 yrs old) , went on a drive to downtown. Parking sucked so they ended up going into a parking garage. They parked the car on an upper floor and left the building.
They did all the errands that needed to be done in the city and started walking back to the parking garage and their car. The two little girls started bickering, the younger of the two girls hit and pulled the other girls hair...so the older girl pushed the littler girl back and she fell down and started crying real loud...this made the mother irritable and dad angry. The mother, helped the little girl up and dusted her off and hugged her and kissed her. The dad grabbed the older girls arm and roughly began pulling her behind him, until they all made it to the car. Once to the car, mom put the baby in and helped the littler girl into the back seat. Dad pulled the older girl around to the other side of the car, he opened the drivers side door up and got in, pushing the littler girl away from the car. He started the car up and after mom, baby and littler girl were in, he put the car in reverse and backed out of the spot........
The older girl is left standing in the lot, watching. Surely, they aren't leaving her.....but they did, Dad drove away, leaving that little girl standing all alone in a huge dark creepy parking garage on an upper floor...She didn't cry, she started walking, she was so scared...she wanted them to come back and get her, yet she did not want them to come back...she was so confused.
After a time of dodging cars, and smelling exhaust fumes, and wandering around, the dad came back...he pulled up and opened the back door of the car and told her to get in, as she was getting in the car, he put his foot on her backside and pushed her into the car.
She does not remember the car ride home...all she remembers is fear, loneliness and that awful garage...
To this day, she hates parking garages and avoids them at all cost...
I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Saturday, May 4, 2019
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