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Unshackled: A Survivor's Story of Mind Control

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Wow! What a courageous book. Ms. Sullivan has added an excellent volume to the small library of books on the Satanic mind-control program known as 'Project Monarch.' Monarch was/is a system of
horrific trauma-based control perpetrated at the highest levels of the US government. I first heard her on a radio interview up here in Toronto several years ago. The physical and mental abuse she suffered in the name of 'National Security' beggars belief. That is, until one compares Sullivan's account with other books with identical themes like 'A Nation Betrayed' by Carol Rutz and 'Thanks For the Memories: the Truth Has Set Me Free' by Brice Taylor, for instance. There are just too many first-person accounts surfacing on Monarch, with all-too familiar details and with recurring evil dramatis personae.
The sad thing is that the aforementioned persons continue to practise their depredations with seeming impunity. Fortunately, they will not escape the most high court of justice in the end.

God bless you Kathleen Sullivan.

The details of Kathleen's experiences are disturbing yet her courage is inspirational. I'd suggest it to those who wish to understand the methodology of trauma based mind control. Therapists and health care professionals may gain valuable insights. Unshackled expresses the extent that organized malevolent groups that perpetuate horrific trauma on innocent young children and others while going virtually unchalleged.

The most disturbing aspect of Kathleen's experiences involves our military and members of the intelligence community who work with various malevolent groups and underground criminal organizations. Kathleen provides specific details explaining the organization of various nazi and satanic cults and how they've infiltrated our military and political infastructure.

While Unshackled was helpful the author avoids naming specific individuals involved. I understand the need for personal safety but specific information would have made it a more effective book. For further reading I'd recommend; A Nation Betrayed by Carol Rutz.

Unshackled is highly informative but readers will find it extremely disturbing so I'd strongly caution those interested. Kathleen's courage is a testament to the strength of her spirit and will inspire survivors while informing the rest of us.

Kathleen Sullivan is a very different person than when I first met her. Today, she is well organized, educated, and intelligent. When I first met her, she looked like the walking dead. Her eyes were blank and seemed to look right through me. I saw a very scared woman who didn't know if she was going to make it to the next day or the next hour. I felt very sorry for her, a single mother alone most of the time, taken advantage of at any given moment by perpetrators, especially her father who was also her "guiding counselor." I'm proud to have been her husband and supporting partner during her journey out of hell into the light she lives in today. During the hardest part of her recovery, I cried many tears because of her sorrow. I met and comforted the scared little children inside her. I wanted to lash out at anyone who would want to harm her. She did not deserve the grief, abuse, terror, and torture she endured for decades. I can attest to the grief, tears, sorrow and terror she relived, almost every day, as she wrote Unshackled. When I read the finished manuscript the first time, it was as if Ms. Sullivan was letting her light shine towards those who had never cared for her. I was amazed that her heart was still open to her former abusers and other detractors. I'm glad she wrote Unshackled. I give it 5 stars because it is quality work with far-reaching truths.

I have read a number of books by survivors and the horrific accounts of abuse all seem believable to me. I'm not sure who Emily is only hoping that it is not another means of disinformation. My cousin's wife had a nervous breakdown due to past ritual abuse. This is happening and it is real, make no mistake. Sad but true. If you really want an eye opener read this book. People need to start pulling their heads out of the sand.

If I didn't already know that a lot of what Ms. Sullivan speaks of actually goes on, I would think she was an absolute nut. Sadly, most people do not inform themselves beyond the traditional mass-media outlets, and so do not know about things such as MK-Ultra, Project Bluebird, Larry King and the Franklin coverup, or Project Paperclip, all of which can be easily researched via the internet. These people will no doubt write this story off as the rantings of a deeply disturbed person, which I suppose they are in a way. This is a horrible tale of cults, unspeakable childhood torture the specifics of which I will not mention here, but they are unbelievably horrible, and this woman's struggle to get her life and mind back. It is told in a necessarily fragmented way, as she is still struggling to piece the whole picture together, and so it's not Hemingway or anything, but it is clear, concise, and easy to read, with extensive notes (from mainstream, respected sources) following each chapter. If the person who says she is Ms. Sullivan's daughter is who she claims to be, then I completely understand why she is so disturbed by her mother's book, it's a real headful for me so I can just imagine how it is for someone who lived this hell. As fantastic as it seems, this stuff really happens, it really does, and the sad thing is that it sounds so crazy that people just don't believe it. That's why it is allowed to happen. Of course I don't know if her particular story is true, but knowing what I do I am inclined to believe that it is. If you think this is crazy then do an internet search on the topics I mentioned, then order this book and educate yourself.

When you read something, this heartwrenching, about things that abviously have happened to many of our people, you wonder if the offenders have a heart, let alone a brain. I'am a Greatgrand Father of a one year and a three week boy and girl. When I look at them each time I go home, I grab each one of them and hold them tight and pray for them to be safe. I just can't imagine hurting either of them. If more people would read these books and pass them around as I do, maybe we could make a difference, to influence the law to listen to the truth and change the outcome of some of the court cases.

Although extremely intense and not to be read before bedtime, this more than insightful book is NOT to be missed.
If you're interested in the strength of the human spirit to survive and insight into how painfully corrupt our government leaders are and behind the scenes "at large", don't hesitate make this book your next purchase.

Kathleen has another book due out in June, as well.

Well worth reading-for the many gems in the book. Like the ruling bodies mind control programs that gave "carte blanche to sadist and pedophiles who took advantage of defenseless children." The traumatic events that formed personality fragments in the author's being are found throughout the book. The author's thoughts on how the recording of a fax machine's wavy tones always short-circuited her mind creating cognitive dissonance and putting her in a trance, struck home. The idea that her flashbacks abruptness, where no "before" and no "after," exists are right-on. As her various trauma induced personalities are integrated many of her feelings surface.
I agree totally with the author on her statement "any reasonably intelligent person can be brutally manipulated and conned into committing crimes against their conscious will-especially if the conditioning and torture begin in early childhood." Likewise, I agree where she says "anyone who claims that adults cannot be hypnotized into performing acts that are, to them, morally reprehensible" is a "destructive and dangerous lie." Experience has taught me the truth of those statements.
Overall, while the book is a laborious read, it is worth the effort. It is books like this that will hopefully sway the ruling body to stop the abusive application of the "state-secrets privilege doctrine."

As a psychiatric nurse, I thought I'd heard all the worst cases of abuse. I was wrong. This woman's experience is truely disturbing. It's a wonder that she isn't permanently catatonic or dead.

I am responding to Emily's review here, in addition to responses I've given in other parts of the Amazon Unshackled web page. I'm posting this more formal response in response to requests from other readers and reviewers who have been concerned by how soft I've been towards Emily.

After thinking about this for months, I've come to the conclusion that they are right. So, here are the additional facts as best as I can tell them, while still protecting her identity for her own sake.

*As you already know, her real name isn't Emily. That's an alias I gave her in my book to protect her identity. But I figured out, from her reviews, that she is my given daughter - not a shill. She's the real thing, with an alias she has chosen to use for her own protection.

*Recently, she claimed that I wrote about her in Unshackled without her permission. Such statements are false.

In reality, I included information about her in Unshackled because she previously asked me to do so, after I told her I was writing the manuscript for my personal autobiography. When she insisted that I include her in the book, I specifically asked her what she did - and did not - want me to write about her. I followed her lead on all of that. These conversations occurred before our falling-out. At the time, we still had a really good relationship, although it was a difficult one because we were both switching all over the damned place. Still, she was consistent enough - in her statements to me about what she wanted included in the book about her - for me to assume that she really, really wanted it that way.

After our falling-out, she became a very different person. Very different. But I was in such shock about her drastic changes in behavior towards me that I didn't realize that this also meant that she didn't want her information in my book anymore.

Still, to be careful, I wrote to her and advised her that the book would be published soon. I specifically invited her to review the parts of the book that included her information, and invited her to tell me what she thought needed to be changed, or what she would like me to delete from the finished version. When she didn't respond, I made a critical "ass-u-me" error. I assumed that her decision not to respond was her way of communicating, to me, that our original agreement still stood. I was wrong.

Since her review, I have privately communicated with her that since she has now changed her mind, I will ask the publisher to remove Emily's previously-agreed-upon information from the book when it is republished. When that happens, I will. But I am not in control of whether or not that will happen, any time soon.

*I truly am not "Emily's" biological mother, although I did raise her from the time she was about 2 months old. Still, I am the only mother she had while growing up. I dearly loved her then and I love her now.

Unfortunately for her, she had a very dissociated mother - who was often a frightened puddle of a child - and a very abusive, overbearing father who treated her as a princess, while treating me as his slave. He often abused me in front of her - verbally, emotionally and psychologically - while making her witness his abuse. His negative role modeling influenced her to behave towards me in similar ways, as she grew older and bolder. And because I was gone quite often, leaving her alone with him, she naturally bonded more over time with him than with me, while strongly fearing my absences and being even more angrier with me whenever I returned home again.

To disrupt our relationship even more, he coached her to call me "Mean mommy monster" to my face when I stood my ground and would not let her have or do something that was not healthy for her. He also encouraged her to yell at me and call me crazy when I confronted him about doing something wrong or immoral. Although what she did at those times was certainly not her fault, his coaching did condition her to treat me and think of me that way, from then on.

After I divorced her father and remembered more about the circumstances of her being placed with me and her given father, her psychiatrist advised me to tell her the truth. When I told her, "Emily" responded by telling me that she had always known that she was adopted and that she was a Mafia princess. (She wasn't far from the mark.) After several years, I carefully offered to pay for us to participate in DNA testing, so that she could figure out what she needed to work towards obtaining a more accurate genetic and medical history. I reassured her that regardless of her birth heritage, I would always be her mother and would always love her. At that time, she indicated that although she knew I was not her birth mother, she didn't want DNA testing.

This is why I was so surprised and shocked when I read her review, which stated that I willfully lied by claiming, in Unshackled, that I am not her birth mother. In response, I again privately offered to pay for DNA testing that would give her the information she needed. And again, I reminded her that I will always love her as my daughter. She has not responded to that offer, which still stands after all these years.

*After our fallout, I occasionally offered to participate with her in family therapy sessions in which she could be represented by her own therapist. Although she has never responded to those offers, she has continued to seek attention and sympathy from others for the terrible difficulties she claims that she still suffers from what she experienced with me as a child.

*Until our falling out, we had a decent - although far from perfect - mother-daughter relationship. On many occasions, up through her late teens and early 20s, she expressed her gratitude that I was her mother, and stated that she was glad I was in her life. It was only after I set a strong limit with her, in her early 20s, that I suddenly changed - in her mind - from "good enough" mother to "bad" and "dangerous".

*In one of her reviews on this website, she claimed that she had to separate herself and her family from me because I was "dangerous" to her and them. That claim is also bogus. In reality, we moved away from them first, when I needed to get safer from my intelligence handlers. And then, years later, they decided to increase the distance after her husband was transferred by his employer to another, nicer job, another state further from us.

While he was there, working his new job and getting their new home ready for his wife and child to move into, Emily started decompensating. She became actively suicidal, including for personal reasons of her own that I will not share without her permission.

First, she attempted suicide via overdose, including on my husband's pills, which he'd foolishly shared with her during a prior visit. After she overdosed, she switched personalities and called me, begging for help. Not able to get there fast enough, I called the local authorities. By the time they came to her home, she'd switched again and denied overdosing. They were angry, but there was nothing they could do.

Concerned for her and her child's welfare, my husband and I drove down there to visit, several times. One night in particular, I was very alarmed by how she was constantly switching, claiming that she was going to kill herself, stating that it would be best for her child because the child would be happier with her dead, then switching again into a more adult altered state that talked happily about her impending move to their new home.

Fearful for her safety and the welfare of their child, I called her husband and asked him to come home ASAP. During that same time period, she'd started playing Aryan songs with lyrics about killing Mommy. Suspecting that she might have some programming coming up or unraveling inside her, I grew even more alarmed.

That night, while staying with my husband at a nearby motel, I realized that if her rage was finally breaking through to the surface (why now, I didn't know and by now it didn't matter much), then the only way I knew left to keep her alive - since she refused to tell the truth to emergency personnel about her state of mind - was to personally lance her rage while directing it towards me, so that she wouldn't kill herself or anyone else.

To do that without getting harmed in the process, I wrote a confrontational letter that was sure to royally piss her off, and left it at her home after she'd already left to take her child to daycare, so her child wouldn't be home when she read it.

At the end of the letter - which is now back in my possession - I confronted her about her false belief that her death would make her child happy, and told her that in reality, it would traumatize the crap out of him for a long time. I also confronted her about her unwillingness to get professional help to protect her family from her active suicide plans.

Suspecting that she might also be suffering from split loyalty - being torn between her hidden handlers and her love and loyalty towards me - I also set a new personal limit with her by stating that I would not be able to have any further contact with her until she sought professional mental help and figured out why she was so depressed and suicidal.

I explained that I would be willing to stay in her life, and would be continue to be an active and loving support to her, if she would seek the counseling - at my expense.

That morning, after she read the letter, she called me at the motel and said coldly, "Go home."

Because I'd never heard her talk so coldly before, I feared for her safety and sent my husband to sit with her until her husband arrived one from out of state. Later, Bill - who was deeply shaken - told me that her living room looked "like a tornado hit it".
I wasn't surprised.

That kind of drama on her end had already been going on for years, but never to such an extreme. Something big and serious had shaken loose inside her, and it was coming out all the way now.

After her husband took over, we returned home. Within days, I tried to Email her - as we'd often done in the past - to check on her and remind her that it was important for her to seek professional help for the sake of her child, most of all.

In response, she Emailed me and threatened to kill me if I ever tried to contact either of her children in the future.

The daughter I'd known was now gone. Fearful that she'd finally lost her ability to rein in her rage towards me, I unhappily advised her in a responding Email that if she ever tried to kill me, only one person would be left standing and it wouldn't be her. I added that I'd already sensed that she had tremendous rage coming up inside her self, and that this is why I had to set stronger boundaries with her, so that she wouldn't kill me in the process. Now, I knew for certain that my instincts were right.

After that, I was so devastated and grief-stricken - I'd knew I'd lost her for good - that I sought extra counseling and also went to Al-Anon meetings for a while. The women in those meetings confronted me about having tolerated my daughter's mental, verbal and emotional abuse for way too long, and for not cutting her out of my life sooner and more cleanly.

They didn't understand how much I loved her - too much, I guess. They also understood, though, that I did not see her for who she really was. She was a lot more complex by then, than the little girl I had once loved and tried so hard to protect. She was now much more, that was not safe for me to be around anymore. Still, I grieved deeply - and still do - that my precious little girl seems to have gone away for good.

That's what really happened. I didn't write about it before now, because I was trying to protect her privacy. But now, I'm realizing that my silence about what really happened is actually hurting me and her both, because it enables her to continue staying in a very serious and distorted fantasy about what really occurred.

*Now, about her claim that I recently threatened her. After reading her first reviews about Unshackled, I did warn her in a private letter that if she continues to post false claims about me on the Internet, she will leave me no choice but to sue her for libel and slander. That may seem harsh to some readers, but I have been in recovery long enough to know that the worst thing I can do is to continue my old pattern of excusing her abusive behaviors towards me, and keep enabling her to do the wrong thing.

*She also claimed that she started seeking professional help after our blow-out. That is only partly true. In reality, I started seeking professional counseling for her when she was a teenager, because she was suffering severely from the effects of her traumatic abuse history, which she now appears to have blocked out almost completely.

During those roller coaster years, she performed many acts of self-harm, mostly at home, and was also constantly punching holes in the walls when Bill and I tried to set boundaries with her.

Some of the things she did to her self were very serious and required life-saving hospitalizations. She also abused and assaulted others, sometimes in serious ways. She also got involved in other, very dark activities that made my stomach turn.

My biggest fault, all through those years, was that I let my feeling sorry for her keep me from setting firm, healthy boundaries with her. Maybe that wouldn't have helped anyway, maybe it was already way too late. But still, I was constantly rescuing her from the consequences of her destructive behaviors. I was constantly covering-up for her, minimizing the seriousness of her actions. My own responses just made everything worse for her, because how do we learn if we don't experience the consequences of our destructive choices?

I still was trying to protect and save my little girl, who now seemed so far away and so elusive. I didn't understand that she was going in a very different direction now, and that I no longer had the power to save or protect her from herself and the people who were still influencing and manipulating her.

Although that was all a long time ago now, it still doesn't seem that she has taken much responsibility - yet - for her personal decisions and actions towards me. Attacking me and my credibility through a bogus review of my book proves that much to me, and it deeply saddens me for her, most of all.

I still love "Emily" and always will, but there truly is nothing more I can do as her mother to help her, nor is it my responsibility to do so. She may continue to attack me and attempt to discredit me to keep from facing her own dark truths. Again, there is nothing I can do about that. What she chooses to do with her life is her choice and responsibility, not mine.

Still, I have hope for her, for all of us. I will continue to love her and wish the very best for her and her loved ones - from a safe and self-protective distance - until I receive proof that she is truly willing to work towards taking responsibility for her behaviors and actions towards me.

Ours is a story, by the way, that is being echoed in the lives of many survivors of Extreme Abuse. We love our children, but we are not able to protect them and nurture them the way they need when they are small, because we're still being abused and traumatized and are still in fear for our - and their - lives. And then, when we finally get older, stronger and wiser, they're already gone.

I believe in reconciliation; I believe in love. But I also believe that sometimes, it's honestly too late for healing between parent and child in this lifetime. Still, the love will never end.

Kathleen Sullivan