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		<title>By: Carrie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carrie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My dear friend, Laura,&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I could see the judgment from Dale, but never could believe it coming from you. I saw love and mercy in your heart and I was drawn to that. Yes, I took anti-depressants for a few years, and they helped me get through a rough time, but I found unconditional love, respect and acceptance to be a major healing factor in my life. And yes, I knew you had a problem with my taking meds, but I also saw that you were hungry for help, and I was willing for you to look down on me for a while, in hopes that maybe I could make getting help a little more acceptable to you. Yes, I saw a therapist when things were rough in Minnesota and then again after we moved to Connecticut. Ya know, things aren&#039;t so rough now, but I love the learning and growing I do when seeing a therapist, so I just found me another one. &lt;br /&gt;Ya know what I love about your writing? You aren&#039;t bashing Dale. You are telling your story. &lt;br /&gt;Once you said in comparing me to Dale that I am the one who loves like Jesus. Wow! No one could pay me a greater compliment. It also made me realize that know you that Dale&#039;s god is his own invention. His god is not the real deal. My prayer is that you will be able to sort out the real God from Dale&#039;s god, that you will become aware of the times that God carried you through when the going was so rough. &lt;br /&gt;Today is your birthday and I am celebrating for you are a very special friend to me. &lt;br /&gt;I, too, used to feel that I was &quot;good&quot;, that I was superior to others and would bestow my wisdom on them. I realize now that we are equals, that I have much to learn from those I used to think of as beneath me. &lt;br /&gt;I love you, Laura. You are precious to me!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dear friend, Laura,<br />Funny how I could see the judgment from Dale, but never could believe it coming from you. I saw love and mercy in your heart and I was drawn to that. Yes, I took anti-depressants for a few years, and they helped me get through a rough time, but I found unconditional love, respect and acceptance to be a major healing factor in my life. And yes, I knew you had a problem with my taking meds, but I also saw that you were hungry for help, and I was willing for you to look down on me for a while, in hopes that maybe I could make getting help a little more acceptable to you. Yes, I saw a therapist when things were rough in Minnesota and then again after we moved to Connecticut. Ya know, things aren&#8217;t so rough now, but I love the learning and growing I do when seeing a therapist, so I just found me another one. <br />Ya know what I love about your writing? You aren&#8217;t bashing Dale. You are telling your story. <br />Once you said in comparing me to Dale that I am the one who loves like Jesus. Wow! No one could pay me a greater compliment. It also made me realize that know you that Dale&#8217;s god is his own invention. His god is not the real deal. My prayer is that you will be able to sort out the real God from Dale&#8217;s god, that you will become aware of the times that God carried you through when the going was so rough. <br />Today is your birthday and I am celebrating for you are a very special friend to me. <br />I, too, used to feel that I was &#8220;good&#8221;, that I was superior to others and would bestow my wisdom on them. I realize now that we are equals, that I have much to learn from those I used to think of as beneath me. <br />I love you, Laura. You are precious to me!</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m always puzzled by Christians who refuse medical treatment (like anti-depressants), because I think of the following joke:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Man is sitting on top of a house in a flood.  The next door neighbor comes by in a boat and offers him a lift, the man says &quot;No, I&#039;m waiting for God to provide&quot;.  The police come by in another boat and he waves them off saying, &quot;God will provide&quot;. The National Guard comes in a helicopter and the man waves *them* off.  The man drowns.  In Heaven, the man asks, &quot;God, why didn&#039;t you save me?&quot;.  God says, &quot;I sent you TWO boats and a HELICOPTER! What more did you WANT?&quot;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&#039;m glad you found your way out.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m always puzzled by Christians who refuse medical treatment (like anti-depressants), because I think of the following joke:</p>
<p>Man is sitting on top of a house in a flood.  The next door neighbor comes by in a boat and offers him a lift, the man says &#8220;No, I&#8217;m waiting for God to provide&#8221;.  The police come by in another boat and he waves them off saying, &#8220;God will provide&#8221;. The National Guard comes in a helicopter and the man waves *them* off.  The man drowns.  In Heaven, the man asks, &#8220;God, why didn&#8217;t you save me?&#8221;.  God says, &#8220;I sent you TWO boats and a HELICOPTER! What more did you WANT?&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m glad you found your way out.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m always puzzled by Christians who refuse medical treatment (like anti-depressants), because I think of the following joke:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Man is sitting on top of a house in a flood.  The next door neighbor comes by in a boat and offers him a lift, the man says &quot;No, I&#039;m waiting for God to provide&quot;.  The police come by in another boat and he waves them off saying, &quot;God will provide&quot;. The National Guard comes in a helicopter and the man waves *them* off.  The man drowns.  In Heaven, the man asks, &quot;God, why didn&#039;t you save me?&quot;.  God says, &quot;I sent you TWO boats and a HELICOPTER! What more did you WANT?&quot;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&#039;m glad you found your way out.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m always puzzled by Christians who refuse medical treatment (like anti-depressants), because I think of the following joke:</p>
<p>Man is sitting on top of a house in a flood.  The next door neighbor comes by in a boat and offers him a lift, the man says &#8220;No, I&#8217;m waiting for God to provide&#8221;.  The police come by in another boat and he waves them off saying, &#8220;God will provide&#8221;. The National Guard comes in a helicopter and the man waves *them* off.  The man drowns.  In Heaven, the man asks, &#8220;God, why didn&#8217;t you save me?&#8221;.  God says, &#8220;I sent you TWO boats and a HELICOPTER! What more did you WANT?&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m glad you found your way out.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;The first question that always occurs to me is: how does someone raised by Jewish lesbian women end up this way - in an abusive patriarchal Quiverfull Christian marriage? I just can&#039;t wrap my mind around it.&quot;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That&#039;s a common misconception about domestic abuse.  The truth is that it can happen to anyone--including strong-willed women raised in stable home environments.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Kristin</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;The first question that always occurs to me is: how does someone raised by Jewish lesbian women end up this way &#8211; in an abusive patriarchal Quiverfull Christian marriage? I just can&#8217;t wrap my mind around it.&#8221;</p>
<p>That&#8217;s a common misconception about domestic abuse.  The truth is that it can happen to anyone&#8211;including strong-willed women raised in stable home environments.  </p>
<p>Kristin</p>
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		<title>By: nina</title>
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		<dc:creator>nina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 00:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Laura-I love you,sis! How can the hurting find healing? How can those burned by fundalmentalism go on, leaving the bitterness behind? I hope your story can tell us...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Laura-I love you,sis! How can the hurting find healing? How can those burned by fundalmentalism go on, leaving the bitterness behind? I hope your story can tell us&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Morgan</title>
		<link>http://nolongerquivering.com/2009/03/30/i-want-my-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-766</link>
		<dc:creator>Morgan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i just want to comment that in a way, you shouldn&#039;t feel too bad about not taking the drugs..i mean, it seems that it was your life that was making you miserable, not necc. a chemical imbalance. (although they can occur together, and going through a rough time can cause a chemical imbalance, and meds can help us get out of a bad situation).  But the sadness i don&#039;t think was being caused by your brain, but was a normal response to the awful abuse you were dealing with.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i just want to comment that in a way, you shouldn&#8217;t feel too bad about not taking the drugs..i mean, it seems that it was your life that was making you miserable, not necc. a chemical imbalance. (although they can occur together, and going through a rough time can cause a chemical imbalance, and meds can help us get out of a bad situation).  But the sadness i don&#8217;t think was being caused by your brain, but was a normal response to the awful abuse you were dealing with.</p>
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		<title>By: Maria Fergus</title>
		<link>http://nolongerquivering.com/2009/03/30/i-want-my-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-765</link>
		<dc:creator>Maria Fergus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Laura,  I want to comment to support you and Vyckie because I feel such a connection.  But.. I am a nursing student and unless I am studying, my brain is mush these days.  So, I&#039;m just saying &quot;Hi&quot;, I support you.  Also, when will we hear from your other mom ?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Laura,  I want to comment to support you and Vyckie because I feel such a connection.  But.. I am a nursing student and unless I am studying, my brain is mush these days.  So, I&#8217;m just saying &#8220;Hi&#8221;, I support you.  Also, when will we hear from your other mom ?</p>
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		<title>By: Jadehawk</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jadehawk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>charis, I really really believe that when girls still live at home, they develop the weird &quot;i don&#039;t wanna be like mom&quot; attitude, but real life eventually catches up to them and they learn why their mom is who she is.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;when i was a teen, I couldn&#039;t wait to get away from my mom. we argued every day, about absolutely everything, even the tiniest stupid things. I ended up running so far away that I ended up on the other end of the world (I moved from Germany to California, that&#039;s almost 9000 miles away from mommy). a few years of living in the real world and making my own experiences is now bringing me closer (well, mentally. I still live 7000 miles from home) to my mom.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it takes time, but I&#039;m sure it&#039;ll happen to Laura&#039;s children and to yours as well.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>charis, I really really believe that when girls still live at home, they develop the weird &#8220;i don&#8217;t wanna be like mom&#8221; attitude, but real life eventually catches up to them and they learn why their mom is who she is.</p>
<p>when i was a teen, I couldn&#8217;t wait to get away from my mom. we argued every day, about absolutely everything, even the tiniest stupid things. I ended up running so far away that I ended up on the other end of the world (I moved from Germany to California, that&#8217;s almost 9000 miles away from mommy). a few years of living in the real world and making my own experiences is now bringing me closer (well, mentally. I still live 7000 miles from home) to my mom.</p>
<p>it takes time, but I&#8217;m sure it&#8217;ll happen to Laura&#8217;s children and to yours as well.</p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
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		<dc:creator>Laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear SL, You hit the proverbial nail on the head when you answered your own question.  I was a very rebellious teenager.  My moms said they didn&#039;t want me to date my ex husband and that was all I needed to encourage me to do it!  Although, I didn&#039;t marry my ex to spite my moms.  It was more to spite my ex, if you can believe that!  He had asked me to marry him twice and I said yes and then I said no.  Finally he got exasperated and asked again and I told him, &quot; I can&#039;t marry you.  My family would kill me.&quot;  He responded, &quot;You care more about your family than you do about me.&quot;  In side I said, &quot;The hell I do! FINE...I&#039;ll marry you.&quot;  And I did.  Sort of cut off my nose to spite my face.  I never could handle being challenged like that.  It made me want to prove that person wrong in the worst way.  And at barely 18 years old, I didn&#039;t have the maturity to think through the bad decisions I would contemplate.  I just did things.  I was a very strong willed individual.  When I got involved in Christianity, it was like having a new family without all the difficulties. They all thought I was wonderful and I liked that.  Not that my moms didn&#039;t feel that way too but I had been a bit of a trial to them to raise up what with sneaking out my window at night and running away and so on.  I had a clean slate with these people and I wanted to look good.  I really think I was rebelling against my ex husband trying to tell me what I would and wouldn&#039;t do as opposed to rebelling against my moms. Not to mention that we really were only culturally Jewish.  Nothing more.  So religion didn&#039;t play into things in my mind.  I was pretty well an agnostic.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear SL, You hit the proverbial nail on the head when you answered your own question.  I was a very rebellious teenager.  My moms said they didn&#8217;t want me to date my ex husband and that was all I needed to encourage me to do it!  Although, I didn&#8217;t marry my ex to spite my moms.  It was more to spite my ex, if you can believe that!  He had asked me to marry him twice and I said yes and then I said no.  Finally he got exasperated and asked again and I told him, &#8221; I can&#8217;t marry you.  My family would kill me.&#8221;  He responded, &#8220;You care more about your family than you do about me.&#8221;  In side I said, &#8220;The hell I do! FINE&#8230;I&#8217;ll marry you.&#8221;  And I did.  Sort of cut off my nose to spite my face.  I never could handle being challenged like that.  It made me want to prove that person wrong in the worst way.  And at barely 18 years old, I didn&#8217;t have the maturity to think through the bad decisions I would contemplate.  I just did things.  I was a very strong willed individual.  When I got involved in Christianity, it was like having a new family without all the difficulties. They all thought I was wonderful and I liked that.  Not that my moms didn&#8217;t feel that way too but I had been a bit of a trial to them to raise up what with sneaking out my window at night and running away and so on.  I had a clean slate with these people and I wanted to look good.  I really think I was rebelling against my ex husband trying to tell me what I would and wouldn&#8217;t do as opposed to rebelling against my moms. Not to mention that we really were only culturally Jewish.  Nothing more.  So religion didn&#8217;t play into things in my mind.  I was pretty well an agnostic.</p>
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		<title>By: Charis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Charis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Laura,&lt;br/&gt;I had a similar internal battle over AD meds.  Complicated by my husband&#039;s strong judgment of anyone using them and my alcoholic father&#039;s spending my entire childhood taunting my mother as &quot;sick sick sick&quot; because she had suffered major post-partum depression and been hospitalized for a year following my older brother&#039;s birth.  It helped me to look at AD&#039;s as &quot;brain vitamins&quot;, to restore chemicals that had been depleted by constant stress.  I wasn&#039;t on prescription AD&#039;s very much, but I still take St. John&#039;s Wort.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;aimai,&lt;br/&gt;very interesting perspective on those biblical accounts (Abraham &amp; Isaac, and Lot &amp; wife)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Jadehawk,&lt;br/&gt;That is comforting (your comment about mothers and daughters).  Not that my situation is as distant as Laura&#039;s, but I do feel that their father&#039;s long term role model of disrespecting me and taking me for granted often shows up in the children&#039;s attitude toward me.  And I hurt for Laura that the children just don&#039;t understand how hard it is to be seen by them too through their father&#039;s disrespectful, demeaning perspective.  At times, I have wanted to &quot;run away&quot; myself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Laura,<br />I had a similar internal battle over AD meds.  Complicated by my husband&#39;s strong judgment of anyone using them and my alcoholic father&#39;s spending my entire childhood taunting my mother as &quot;sick sick sick&quot; because she had suffered major post-partum depression and been hospitalized for a year following my older brother&#39;s birth.  It helped me to look at AD&#39;s as &quot;brain vitamins&quot;, to restore chemicals that had been depleted by constant stress.  I wasn&#39;t on prescription AD&#39;s very much, but I still take St. John&#39;s Wort.</p>
<p>aimai,<br />very interesting perspective on those biblical accounts (Abraham &amp; Isaac, and Lot &amp; wife)</p>
<p>Jadehawk,<br />That is comforting (your comment about mothers and daughters).  Not that my situation is as distant as Laura&#39;s, but I do feel that their father&#39;s long term role model of disrespecting me and taking me for granted often shows up in the children&#39;s attitude toward me.  And I hurt for Laura that the children just don&#39;t understand how hard it is to be seen by them too through their father&#39;s disrespectful, demeaning perspective.  At times, I have wanted to &quot;run away&quot; myself.</p>
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