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From a Crossroads Counselor - Circa 2005. Originally posted OnTheEmmis.com, a survivor discussion forum.
For those parents that still defend the program:
I was a Crossroads staff member
I created an illusion that your child was seriously ill
I created an illusion that I was your only answer
I preyed upon your fears and doubts
I took your money
I convinced you that you had no idea how to parent your
child
I fabricated a relationship between you and your child
I taught your child how to manipulate you in ways they never imagined possible
I ushered your child into years of irresponsibility
I walked your child out of school
I molded your child’s belief that African American’s, Jews, Christians, disabled, overweight, etc. were “less than”, “unworthy”, “paying dues from a past life”, “are second class citizens”
I feed them fear of the outside world and fostered dependence on me and the program
I reformed their vocabulary
I took advantage of your house
I made racism and being a bigot the “righteous” way, the “right way” and the “superior” way for your child
I encouraged your 15 your little girl that she needed to have sex with her boyfriend
I breed mistrust in you and your child about doctors, teachers, the government and any other person in a position of authority outside of the program
I had you take your child off of medications, pull them out of school, excuse them from family events, break ties with the outside world, showed you that smoking cigarettes, staying out all night, committing crimes in the name of enthusiastic sobriety was OK and that the bills you had to pay in order for them to continue to do these things was your responsibility as a parent, that you owed it to your child.
I hid these from you and told you that your child being sober was the most important thing in life
I had your child hug you and say “I love you”, because I knew that is what you needed and as long as you were given that, I could continue to do what I was doing.
I had you manipulate other parents into trusting me
I showed your younger child how fun sobriety could be, many of them began to drink and use drugs so they could be a part of my group, I had you pay more so they could
I taught you how to do the “dirty work” for me, you were my tool, you did what I said, when I said it
When the time was right, I began to take your child from you
You were my puppet and so was your child
You believed that I had only good intentions, was doing only what was good you and your family, you believed this because I told you this.
When your child I left, I told you it was because they were fucked up and not willing, and most of time, I closed my door to you, I had taken all you had and I was done with you and I had no remorse for any of it
For those of you out there still defending the program...I was a Crossroads staff member.
I am sorry
Ramsbury. Every single time. Linear distance on the grid of about... Okay. Ramsbury -- Upottery. So.
It's Normandy.
Nix: Oh c'mon, I didn't drink that much last night!
Welshy: You were flirting with Dick.
Nix: So what? He's my boyfriend.
Welshy: You asked if he was single...
Meehan: And then you cried when he said he wasn't.
Happy birthday 1st Lt Thomas Meehan III (born July 8th, 1921). A true Hero, may he rest in peace.
The New Home Part 1
The start of a new story I’m writing. I have not decided which character it will be for but, most likely kurloz x reader or ghb x reader
You step consciously down the dampened makeshift marble stairs that clicked beneath your god tier heals. Your Moirail Meenah Peixes leading the way beneath the earth towards you have yet to find out. When you had first spotted your Moirail in the distance of your bubble, marching toward you, you had been ecstatic. The last you had seen of your Moirail had been when she had incinerated your whole team. However when she had asked you to collect the other Alpha players you were baffled. Meehan did not allude to why but you did as she asked nonetheless, leading you and your group to the cold goose dump inducing cave you all now travel through. As the cave grew darker, you had instinctively grabbed onto members traveling with you. You look up to the troll you grabbed so firmly to, with squinted eyes, only being able to make out the slight hint of face paint and stitched lips. Smiling awkwardly to the silent clown who had graciously returned the sentiment if not with minor trouble, straining the thread hold his lips closed. Kurloz Makara had always been a close confidant to you, many individuals had assumed you had enters a Matespirt ship with the muted clown. However, that was not too far from the truth you and Kurloz had been heavily interested with the other of late neither one of you were brave enough to voice these thoughts. You had been violently ribbed from your thoughts by a cold fishy back smacking against your forehead. This freezing fish person could only be the back of your Moirail Meehan You could only assume she gave you a toothy side grin you could not see in the darkness. "Jeezz Gill betta watch were your goin" Meehan huffed as you visibly cringe as she spoke though you care deeply for you Moirail you can never quite get her infatuation for puns fish or otherwise. You roll your eyes dramatically at your friend releasing Kurloz in the process "then why did you stop moving" you proclaim dramatically as if you where a child and not a twenty-year-old adult. You had lost your patients as you had descended the filet of stairs in the pitch darkness only having the clown next to you for guidance down the winding stairs. Your Moirail answer left you dumbfounded the simple we're here made you flush with embarrassment as she spoke. you feel as if you for slap yourself for being so stupid but you don't as you skip off the last step and let out a quiet "oh" as you now stand next to Meehan. She snickers before you hear her pushing something heavy scraping against the cold rock ground she blinds you momentarily light as incapsulates narrow corridor your group stands in. Once the bolder had been moved it reviled a hidden cavern that none of your other group had seen before excluding Meenah. Meehan had walked into this newly exposed area with a form of confidence she only exudes when she has produced an impossibly idiotic idea with that notion in mind you follow your companion hesitantly into the open unground cavern. You stare in at the beast before as in shock of the creature as the rest of your group, you could hear mumbles or amazement to hissed swear. Meehan spun on her heels quickly her excited smile showing many of her pointed teeth "whale bouy's and gill's I got a plan" she exclaimed. To say Meehan had been depressed after the game session had failed was an understatement but if she thought you were going to let a giant monster kills yourself, she was dead wrong. You let out a breath as you get ready to yell at your friend only for her to cut you off "cod guys don't look so scared I got a plan" Meehan spoke making you groan unenthusiastically. An air of quiet met Meehan as she continued her speech "ya sea this guardian here has made us a proposition we can't refuse" she said as her voice echoed off the walls "vwhat is it" cronus' voice popped in as Meehan paused. Meehan started again "whale she is gonna start our game up in another world" she stopped speaking as in thought of her words carefully "a new one" she finished her speech. Honestly, you didn't know how to feel you had another chance to live it sounded too good to be true. Unannounced to you the silent clown had moved soundlessly in front of you only then did you to notice as a gloved hand wrapped tightly around your waist securing you to his side. Kurloz's doing this gave you a sense of dread for only one reason if he was uncomfortable enough to keep you close then something terrible was about to happen. As if on cue you heard a high pitch scream of Latula whipping your head around only to see her and Mituna disappear as if they had never been standing behind you. You were horrified as you see as all of your friends meet this same fate. Muted by the scene before the you-you turn to Meehan looking for some form os answer to see or just as petrified "what did you do" you scream to her hoping to some form of explanation. That would be the last thing you say to Meehan before the world went dark.
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Former Sabres' GM Gerry Meehan Was Interested in Dale Hawerchuk (1990)
The Hockey News has released its archive to all THN subscribers: 76 years of history, stories, and features. Subscribe now to view the full THN Archives here Also, go to thn.com/free to subscribe. Several general managers have expressed cautious interest now that Winnipeg Jets’ center Dale Hawerchuk has become available on the open market. But Buffalo Sabres’ general manager Gerry Meehan was…