In my first session I remembered mom leaving. In my second session I remembered my birth. After 9 sessions I realized that I was more confident, I stopped procrastinating, I felt better -- Andy R., Salesman
I'm a hypnotist, but hypnotism could not stop my over-eating. After 5 sessions of crying, I realized I was no longer nibbling between meals -- Marianne P., Hypnotherapist
Cure By Crying helped me quit my addiction to drugs -- Beth B., Housewife
My only complaint about Cure By Crying is that I wish he had written it 40 years ago. I'm 71-years-old. I've wasted most of my life on my emotional problems -- Jim C., Retired Truck Driver
My violent temper destroyed my marriage. Cure By Crying has put me on the path to recovery -- Lewis P., Policeman -- Actual testimonials from readers of Cure By Crying
The following are the first four and a half pages of Chapter 1 of
Cure By Crying.
I'd like to tell you a story of a little boy named Tommy. His Mom has a bad temper. Before he reached the age of 2, she had knocked him unconscious 3 times. Twice he was hospitalized. As you can imagine, his feelings about the opposite sex are already confused.
One day when Tommy is about 4-years-old, he sees his mom and dad fighting. Suddenly mom is yelling in his face, Do you want to live with mom or dad? Make up your mind. Can you imagine a 4-year-old making that kind of decision. Tommy sucks his thumb and pushes the question out of his mind.
About an hour later, a taxi arrives. Tommy sees his older brothers climb into the taxi while the driver throws suitcases into the trunk. Suddenly he knows that he wants to go with mom.
As he tries to climb into the taxi, his mom picks him up and carries him back to the house. Her face is cold and angry. Tommy clings desperately to her neck as she pushes him into the front door. Dad holds him and latches the screen door.
For a moment, mom stoops down to the little boy's level and looks at him through the screen. Her face is not angry now. She is sad and full of pain. Tommy looks into her eyes one last time. His little hands reach up and try to touch her through the screen. He begs through the screen, Mommy, why can't I go with you?
Moments later, she is climbing into the cab. Tommy runs to the back door, but dad latches that door too.
After the taxi is gone, dad unlocks the doors. Tommy walks to the curb where the taxi had been. He sucks his thumb and stares down the empty street. Dad sits in the grass beside him. They stay there together for two hours. Tommy is hoping that the taxi will turn around and come back, but dad knows that it won't.
Dad is not a very good cook. For the next week he and Tommy eat hot dogs every meal.
Dad has to make a business trip and he can't find a baby sitter, so he decides to take Tommy on the trip and leave him with Uncle George who lives in Chicago.
Uncle George lives in a big brick apartment next to a little yellow house. George is not accustomed to baby sitting. At about 12:00 noon, he lets Tommy play outside without close supervision. About 12:30 George looks outside and realizes that Tommy is no where in sight. Desperately he phones all of his neighbors. He searches two blocks in every direction. Finally he calls the police. George is in a panic. How will he ever explain this to Tommy's dad.
At about sundown, a policewoman appears at George's door holding Tommy by the hand. She tells George that the man who lives in the yellow house had taken Tommy and locked him in the attic. She asks if he wishes to press charges. Please come down to the police station and sign some papers.
Try to imagine what is happening inside Tommy's mind. Within one week his mom left him, his dad left him with a stranger in a strange town, and then he was kidnapped and sexually abused.
You've probably already guessed that the little boy's name was Tommy Stone. The story is true. It really happened to me, but I didn't know about it until I was 45 years old. It was a totally blocked memory. Let me say that again. It was a totally blocked memory.
Please, don't misunderstand what I'm saying. This book is not about child abuse, or blaming parents, or feeling sorry for Tom. It's the opposite of all that. This book is about healing the mind.
The point is that my repressed memories were causing my symptoms. When I uncovered them and cried about them, my symptoms disappeared. And I have little doubt that when you uncover your repressed memories, your symptoms will disappear.
I can hear you saying, But nothing bad ever happened to me. But don't you get it. If something had happened to you, you would not know it. It would be completely blank, except you'd have depression or headaches or addictions or some other symptom.
I didn't know I had been mistreated. No one had ever told me. I had plenty of symptoms. I had headaches several times a week. I was terribly shy. I was a slow reader. I was tired all the time. I figured I was normal.
