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Tony Stark:
Awe,, I wish somebody would cut my nails and hair for me. But my woman left me. Poor guys ::boohoo::
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Ican'tTalktoYou:
Trust me, no one cut my hair and/or nails that day or any other day I was there.
It is so weird talking about this stuff to people who were there.
The night I spoke to my sister about the seed (referencing my first post), she asked me if the seed helped me at all. I stopped and really thought about my answer. I said yes and no. Their philosophy on life at the seed and life after the seed certainly didn't. Even the medication thing, like my head would pop off if I ever took cough medicine with codeine in it. "Call and check with us before you take any medication"...yeah right.
The only thing they did was isolate me from my friends for so long, and tell my parents that if I ever started hanging around them again I was a druggie, that I was afraid to contact anyone. So I lost touch. It's really sad. I have no childhood friends.
My husband just got home from a business trip and I told him about the forum. He couldn't believe it, as it happened so long ago. I told him that some things in your life stay with you even if you don't want them too. If I could blot that time from my memories I probably would.
Most of the people that I knew back then are fine, married with kids, mortgages and jobs. A few are completely screwed and in jail or dead, but I think you'd find that in any group of people.
I saw that staff guy's name in another post. Robert Chun (sp?), he's the one that used to hammer me all the time in group. I would rather have been cleaning toilets that sit in with him.
It's funny, one time when I was 19 or 20, me and a friend were driving by the seed. I said I wanted to stop and tell the staff to @#$& off. I couldn't even pull the car into the parking lot. My heart was racing and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I just took off. I guess I clucked like a chicken.
cleveland:
Hi, I am glad you found this site too. I was in the Seed from '79 to '85, first in Cleveland than on SR 84. I stayed around a long time as an 'oldcomer,' finally leaving when I realized nothing was ever going to change for me unless I took back control over my life. When you said you have no childhood friends, that struck me. I lost contact with everyone from high school thru my freshman year at college, because they were all 'druggies.' from my family I became estranged. I had to reinvent myself at 26 and go on from there. I still mourn the loss of my late teens and 20s. I guess in someways the trauma of dislocating my life was 'valuable,' in that I certainly learned a lot, but at a very high cost. Oddly enough, I can't help feeling some fondness form my seed years and the people I spent time with there, and thru this forum I've come into contact with a few people I knew. Welcome.
GregFL:
girls had their hair cut in what my sister described as a "pixie" style. It was almost a unisexual cut. They were also stripped of all their makeup and cute clothes,adopted the crude language of the seed and didn't wear any perfume or cologne and were therefore stripped of their femininity.
This was in my opinion worse than what us guys had to do, which was merely wear our hair in a universally bad style similar to all other seedlings and wear jeans and mostly white tee shirts or seed shirts. Our "uniform" per see didn't address our sexuality the way the girls were forced to.
marshall:
Wow. No perfume either? I guess I was never close enough to a seed 'chick' (a term I still find absurd and demeaning to women) to even notice. Guys weren't allowed facial hair either. This obviosly wasn't an issue for younger guys. The months I spent on my program are about the only time since I was 13 that I haven't at least worn a mustache. I remember being suspicious of the few oldtimers that had facial hair. I thought they must be at least partially full of sh*t.
I recall a staff member getting a really short haircut once and saying that he felt much more 'manly' and that this was a really manly haircut. There were definite images to which seed males and females had to conform. It's like they were trying to turn the clock back to the happy-days 50's in many ways.
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