I was twelve when my mom tried to gas us all to death.
When I was fourteen I had a post-traumatic breakdown and she put me in a mental institution.
Before PTSD became an official diagnostic label in 1980, the standard treatment for mental illness was to lock up all the crazy people and throw away the key. Shunned by society and abandoned by our families, we were accorded fewer legal rights than convicted criminals.
After the longest two years of my life, I was released from the asylum when a new psychiatrist decided I was not schizophrenic. Ten weeks later I married my first husband. I was sixteen. I had three children, worked for the 700 Club TV ministry for several years, went to nursing school and was elected class president, then wrote a novel.
Through it all, I tried to forget my crazy past… until the crisis of a midlife divorce, precipitated by my appearance on the Oprah Show, sent me searching for answers.
Lynda Lee is my pen name. I am also known as @LadyQuixote on Twitter, although I no longer own the Lady Quixote (dot) com blog.
I am a former nurse, a Mensa member, a wife, mom, and a youthful great-grandmother, diagnosed with Complex PTSD caused by extreme trauma. Agnostic for many years, I am now a Christian, because the preponderance of the evidence in my life compels me to believe. However, I am humbly aware that my mind is not infallible, so I never try to force my beliefs down anyone’s throat. I write about my agnostic-to-Christian experience because the spiritual warfare part of my real-life horror story cannot be told without it.
Today I am happily married to my best friend, a U.S. Marine combat veteran who also has PTSD. My husband, a chaplain, rides with the Patriot Guard. When I feel brave (or foolish), I ride with him. We put the FUN in dysfunction!
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