Our move to Eaton was, for the most part, uneventful. It's been hard getting everything back into place and storing everything that was in the shed and Stormy has been driving herself crazy trying to do all of that and she is more then worried about storing things under the trailer, but it's the best we can do at the moment.

Other things have had her worried as well but she is dealing with them and getting through them one moment at a time, like we all do.  She does take breaks from working around the house now and will go outside and sit in the swing and read or write or talk with the neighbors. This is a very good thing for her to do. She isn't one to go outside very much, but she is doing 100% better already as she has been outside everyday since moving over here.

I just wanted to stop in and give a status report. We're all hanging in there.

Stormie Leigh

I hate the fact that Stormy's server is down and our site looks like shit at the moment with all of our graphics gone. I guess I could upload them all here to Xanga, but it's just annoying.

We've not been doing so hot lately. There's been a lot of inner turbulance due to memory recall and Stormy is really having a bad time of it. It's been hard on us too, to help her handle all of the emotional pain that is coming with the recalls.

We've brought a new alter into the family. Her name is Rainy. She is the one that came when Stormy was raped the first time in the parking garage on the Ball State campus. With the memory recall of the event, Rainy just showed up.

I showed up to protect Stormy. The rape was particularly violent and I really seen no reason for her to go through it. She disassociated and I stepped in and she can do that now will viewing the memory, though she is more emotional about it now. She could have died that day and I don't know what saved us. But something did. I thank God for that. The rape was brutal. I didn't think it would ever end and I was sure we were going to die. Especially when he stuck the knife inside of us and jammed and twisted it around. Thank got it had a short blade on it.  Thank God for small favors I guess. Anyway, I don't want to talk about this anymore.

{{{{{{Rainy}}}}}}} We're all here for you and we know the pain you suffered was unjust. We are glad you survived the attack and we're glad you are with us now, that you came out to be with us and that you are dealing with your pain the same way we all are -- by facing it. We're all family here and you are part of this family too.

If I could, I would erase all of our memories. It might not be fair to anyone but at least we could just move forward and not look back. I don't know why we have to deal with all this shit anyway. It's stupid. It's more then that. It's fucking nuts. Sure does fit us.

Forbes, calm down. You know why we have to deal with the memories. It's for Stormy's sake. She wants and needs to remember her childhood. It isn't fair of us to control that in the way you are speaking of. It is time that we show her and be here for her just as we always have. I'm happy that she knows about us all now and that she isn't "crazy" for talking to "the people in her head" as she used to say. Now she knows why she kept hearing us and how we can help.

I think we should close now before the others want to come in and have a say in all this. It could all lead to fighting.