08/26/2025
A STRUGGLE TO OVERCOME
by Lachlan Youngs
Julia stabbed me in the leg, in 1992 in our old apartment on Tremont St. and Aquadiller Rd. In Boston.
I had entered our house late, after walking through the neighborhood. She was mad at me. She was pi**ed that I was walking around. She hated that I was around people on the streets, and wanted to know if I had been punched, which I hadn't. I had just been out for a walk. I don't know if she had been drinking. I was sitting in a chair, and she produced a knife and quickly stabbed my leg above the knee. I was startled and shocked, but I didn't fight back.
Julia was a talented short story writer. Today, she is a published author of romance and erotica stories, with a strong following, and she is known as an accomplished painter.
Her stories talked about how she had been s*xually abused, growing up, and about the struggle of r**e victims to overcome the emotional disorders that can develop, and how it can be so confusing.
Characters in her writings try to heal themselves s*xually, by trying to find a light in the darkness, which in a large part is the writing itself, which describes the hate, pain, frustration and shame they can feel, and presents it in a way where the readers can explore the complex feelings to get in touch with their s*xuality some way, and try to understand their emotional confusion of being forced into s*x when they otherwise didn't want it.
Also the conundrum of finding satisfaction in love relationships, when they sometimes have differing, complex or secret personal needs, like based on oppressed anger, as well as normal needs for human communication and affection, which are so often retentive or misunderstood.
I had grown up often in the role of mediator in my parents fights. My father, the son of a marine who had served in the Pacific theatre in WWII, was under the severe pressure of trying to succeed as an actor, while trying to be a good father, against the backdrop of the Pullout of the Vietnam war.
My mother, on the other hand, was raised Catholic, a scrub nurse who was the daughter of an Italian surgeon and veteran of the war in Europe, a background which contrasted greatly with Dad's Dutch Reformed Protestant heritage, and sometimes, their communication blockages resulted in anger, terror and abuse.
After finding myself in the mental health system, due to assault and battery charges I was innocent of, I found myself subject to institutional abuse that was sometimes extreme, on one occasion, even bringing me close to death. I was medication non-compliant, and today, I have a case in court to attempt to stop the forced injections I am regularly subject to, and replace them with integrated, natural healing.
