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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / People from St. Pete program
« on: April 30, 2006, 06:44:00 PM »
Yes, my name is Becky.
Thanks, Anne Bonney, for the info you gave me on some of the people I asked about.
Stephanie was from Ft. Lauderdale or something like that. She was pretty young.
I saw Steve Mead's picture on a Dept. of Correction's website. Pretty sickening. But I guess technically it could be any one of us who has ever driven a car after drinking. Still sickens me every time I think of it.
I'm really having a hard time with all of this right now.
For some reason, don't ask why, because I don't fucking know, but I have just NOW come to the conclusion that I am a victim of abuse. I am overwhelmed with so much. Trying to remember, trying to get more info, trying to find out what to do next.......
One thing about FL....I only remember the good things....or semi-pleasant things.....for some reason I don't remember many bad things. I only remember the people I liked. I only remember 1 staff member. I only remember the beautiful sunsets and sunrises that I occasionally saw. I remember one wonderful outing on someone's dad's sailboat with several other people. I remember I didn't want to leave the St. Pete program. I do know there were some bad things that happened in group, but there is some block there. I just can't remember the specifics right now. I remember this general feeling of fear at one point like things were really serious for some reason. Letha was on staff. This was in 85-86. I remember all of us being set back once. I remember just trying to stay meek and humble and not call attention to myself.
Thanks, Anne Bonney, for the info you gave me on some of the people I asked about.
Stephanie was from Ft. Lauderdale or something like that. She was pretty young.
I saw Steve Mead's picture on a Dept. of Correction's website. Pretty sickening. But I guess technically it could be any one of us who has ever driven a car after drinking. Still sickens me every time I think of it.
I'm really having a hard time with all of this right now.
For some reason, don't ask why, because I don't fucking know, but I have just NOW come to the conclusion that I am a victim of abuse. I am overwhelmed with so much. Trying to remember, trying to get more info, trying to find out what to do next.......
One thing about FL....I only remember the good things....or semi-pleasant things.....for some reason I don't remember many bad things. I only remember the people I liked. I only remember 1 staff member. I only remember the beautiful sunsets and sunrises that I occasionally saw. I remember one wonderful outing on someone's dad's sailboat with several other people. I remember I didn't want to leave the St. Pete program. I do know there were some bad things that happened in group, but there is some block there. I just can't remember the specifics right now. I remember this general feeling of fear at one point like things were really serious for some reason. Letha was on staff. This was in 85-86. I remember all of us being set back once. I remember just trying to stay meek and humble and not call attention to myself.