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Where the Rivers Join: A Personal Account of Healing from Ritual Abuse

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Beckylane is a gifted writer, as well as very insightful, and that enables her to convey her story of recovery unusually well. She can make piercingly clear, in a few well-chosen words, concepts I have struggled to express, both in talking about her feelings as a child and in describing her path to recovery. Because details of abuse are interwoven with accounts of her growing strength as she recovers, their effect is really to underscore the triumph of her healing and convince us that we can heal as well.

How strong is the human soul? This book describes a life that none of us can imagine. As I read the book I could not imagine anyone wanting to damage an innocent child in the ways described in this book. A book that is difficult to put down yet its content is difficult to read .

I am so very tired of people believing that Satanic Ritual Abuse does not exist. Such denial and ignorance is what perpetuates the very abuse that they are debunking.An honest and compelling book.

This is a tragic account of yet another victim of the recovered memory therapy craze that stuck the United States and many other English-speaking countries in the late 80's and early 90's. Even though the theories have been debunked and the thereapy is in general disrepute, the harm goes on and on.

Beckylane describes her memories of ritual abuse which appear to be distortions of needed medical treatments performed on her as a child by her mother.

A very sad account of the damage that false memories can do to an adult.