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Bemused said
"Being an MK and all the baggage that came with it depleted many of us of a "sense of fun" and the freedom to laugh at the insanity of it all. Laugh through life, it is to short not to. Readers Digest even reckons it is the best medicine."

I have found that humor is often good. A laugh can clear the brain to think clearly about a very serious subject like abuse. I find people who can find humor to often be the ones with the deepest thoughts. Bemused sometimes your humorous poems are the bright spot of my day.

Thats great have humor. But don't do it to every damn MK who wants to talk about the real problems. PTSD has no humor in it and it is not abuse, it is the after affects of being an MK. And I can see that this is not the place for any real debates but a place for a very select few to hang out and not really move on. Thats all good but This is just to let NTM know that not ll of us out here are stuck in this holding pattern of right where you want us to be. The tides will turn and when they do, the gates of hell will open.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a highly qualified therapist that will agree with you. And after many sessions you will still be angry, sad and also poorer.

Now how about you lie on the couch and tell us what exactly is bothering you, after all this is an open forum where free speech is welcome, but common courtesy is to debate the issues, not attack other people.

The stage is yours.

Oh no, Paul . . .i truly believe the depths have not been pierced. By all means blame it on being an MK.

Perhaps another way of looking at it is that it is not the baggage that we carry with us and spend much of our lives trying to ditch, but deciphering what was garbage that we were being fed and realising that is what it was.
Because of the isolated intense environments that are MKs worlds, we naturally assumed that everything we were fed was quality diet. Trouble is much of it wasn't anything more than sugar coated garbage. The outside worlds were painted as secularly bad and devoid of good and even other similar theological strains were offered as tainted.
The one thing that we didn't seem to be taught was to think for ourselves, to question what the core values of anything were, but to just accept what we were taught as being unwaveringly correct.

The difference between growing up "in the good ole USA" and a foreign mission field, was the isolation factor from "normal" society. What was on the other side of the fence was "brown gold" not Mc Donalds and Starbucks. And there was no where to go and few to help sort the baggage and garbage from the genuine pearls of wisdom in the isolation that was the Land of an MK.