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Sunday, February 28, 2016

Who Said it Couldn't be Done? A Diamond from the Rough by Denise Jones



Who Said It Couldn’t  be Done?
A Diamond from the Rough

By Denise Jones

I seen this book advertised in one of the groups where our writers advertise their books, and I totally wanted to read it instantly. My very most favorite type of books are and always have been: true stories. This is also something I enjoy watching on TV, and video as well, learning about people and history, and their way of life, is personal, and I feel it is truly inspirational for so many people. And somehow, there are always life changing events, that impact the reader, as well as the writer who wrote the book itself. 

This book, “Who Said it Couldn’t be Done” truly blew me out of the water. There was so much, I mean just so much. I couldn’t put it down. I read it in one night, while crying my eyes out, and yelling at different people, including God and Denise’s own Mother. And yes, I even yelled at Denise too.  I just went through so many emotions, and disbelief. 

And then afterwards, I went directly into a writers block. Denise can vouch to you that I read this book a week prior to it being posted. I don’t know if it was the book, or that I even spoke to Denise personally over the phone. And no, she isn’t the first, and won’t be the last writer I speak to personally. 

But the events in her life, they just—they just will wake you the reader up. To life, and real life people. Especially since these kinds of things are currently still happening even today, and sometimes even worse. Even today, there are even more drugs, and people are even more violent, to the point of doing drive by shootings over drugs.

My Word program is having an issue with my grammar as I write this review, pointing out that it is improper. But this review is going to be point blank and honest, and in order to do so, my grammar may not be perfect.

This book written by Denise Jones, who was once known by DJ, a woman who wore a strap on, and looked like a man, that scared everyone in sight. Denise was a beautiful sweet innocent little girl, and an unplanned pregnancy, because her mother, like a lot of other young people- didn’t know any better. Don’t get me wrong, her mother knew, but her mother also loved the boy. They were best friends, until that one day that is. The day that Denise was conceived.

Denise was raised by a religious grandmother because of her Mothers age. And Denise shortly thereafter, had other siblings, because her Mother was always in the streets, trying to make money, and get her own score. The streets led to all kinds of things, including sex and pregnancy, not just drug abuse.

Denise ended up raising her own siblings, once her own mother felt that she could get her children, and make it on her own, against her own mothers better judgment. At first, Denise was excited, as were the other children, and at first, they were a happy family. But that didn’t last.

The one nice thing Denise find coming home to was after school one day, and the walls were freshly painted, and new curtains were up. Denise was excited. That meant Mom must be doing better. She could hardly wait for her Mother to return home to tell her how excited for her she was. But days went by, turning into weeks.

Their Mother would drop off food stamps and money from time to time, but it wouldn’t always last. Denise would have to send out her siblings to beg for bread and a few other things on occasion. She would scrape together coins, to go to the Laundromat to wash their clothes, that’s when she wasn’t washing them at home in the sink or tub. 

When their Mother would take the time to pop in, if Denise would question her, like: “Where have you been?” and “When are you gonna stay here?” or anything on the norm, it would result in fists flying. So eventually Denise just learned, by way of biting her tongue to keep her mouth shut. 

Eventually Denise ended up unable to continue her education, because basically she became a full time Mother to her siblings. Making their meals, washing their clothes, getting them ready for bed, you name it, everything a ‘normal’ parent would do.

After a while Denise wanted to know what life was like outside of the home, and in the neighborhood, so she began exploring. She found neighbors, and became friends with a few. Everyone expected Denise and the boy to match up, but instead, her and her best friend a girl, became best of friends, and even fell in love with one another.

Denise didn’t want anything to do with men, all she ever heard or seen from them was bad, and all she ever anticipated out of them, was the worst. She knew she never wanted to be with a man, and as she started learning about her sexuality, it was then that she started realizing that she didn’t even desire men. 
 
In the meantime, Denise’s mother was getting worse and worse, and gaining the reputation as a pimp, and now had a nickname:  “Dirty O.” 

When I first read the nickname, I laughed.  But it wasn’t a name, nor a force to be reckoned with. Dirty O, would bring home people, have orgies and sleep all over the house. However, she at least did have the decency to make one rule: stay out of the one room, where my children are, and stay away from them.

The story goes on and on, of child abuse, neglect, and hatred, and drug usage. And then it proceeds to open up further whereas Denise learns her way around that world herself.
In the beginning, you feel sorry for Denise, and how she was raised, but as time goes on, she turns out to be just like her mother, all over again, and in some cases, even worse. 

God keeps prying at her, but Satan keeps winning.. .. over and over again. Satan has a strong hold on the poor girl, and a good grip I might add. Because even Denise knows God wants in, but she just doesn’t want to give in. 

Denise is convinced that if God loved her, her Mother wouldn’t have been just a lousy Mother in the first place. She lets the Devil play with her mind. She toys with more drugs, and women, and even almost dies several times, but obviously God has a purpose and a plan for Denise. 

She attends church every so often, and as I explained, God and Satan have been playing tug of war with DJ and her spirit and soul for quite some time. And I honestly believe, they started with her Mother first, and felt, yeah, let’s keep battling with this family. Only the strong will survive. But both of these women managed to put the Devil to shame in the long run!
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Denise's Mother Arrest Photo

Let me tell you, there are so many points in this book, that are just so freakishly out there. One time I thought for sure that Denise was going to die. I was reading, and scared to death. Denise, her hand was just barely hanging on to her wrist and arm. She crashed through a glass doorway to try and save herself, and almost died. The hospital they took her to, sends her to another hospital to die, and even called her own Mother, to inform her that Denise would be dying shortly, and to be prepared. But, low and behold, Denise proved them wrong, because that hospital decided to perform surgery on Denise, and save her. That and God. He stood above her and said, and these are my words, “Denise I have plans for you, you are to write your life story, and share it with people, and tell them about Me!” Remember, that is what I will bet my bottom dollar God said in Denise’s ear, because He obviously had big plans for her.

Denise used to want to die, she didn’t care. Drugs weren’t solving her problems, her own Mother didn’t love her, and she felt like a failure. But still, Denise is here with us.
Eventually, Denise’s own Mother, the famous Dirty O found the Lord. She was going to Church. She prayed for her daughter, she prayed for forgiveness, she prayed for strength, and she prayed that the Devil would find his way out of their family.

Denise was shocked at the sight of her own Mother, rather than say hello to her, she asked her where her gun was. She didn’t call her Mom either, she called her Dirty O. Her Mother, only smiled in return, and says, “You ask where my gun is, no hello Mom? Just where is my gun?” As Denise stood in front of her mother with her hair all beautiful, who stood their in a dress and heels.

Denise’s own mother kept praying for her daughter, so did the people of the church as well as the pastor. Everyone helped focus their prayer and sights on turning DJ back into Denise. Day in and day out.

Denise and Satan kept fighting back, never allowing God in, until one glorious day when the pastor point blank called out to Denise. And Denise, as she sat in that pew, knew God wanted in and Satan was working on a quick exit. The pastor didn’t stop. He called to Denise several times, until finally, as Denise felt like she needed assistance in walking up to the front, the pastor came to her, and laid his hand upon her. It was then that Denise knew, Satan was on his way out, and God was on His way in. She could feel the hand of God pulling her, and wanting in, and she knew it was time.
 
This is Denise as DJ
As she was in front of the Church, people gathered around her, and they were praying over her, and rejoicing, and Denise started shaking. Denise could feel the spirits, rebuking from her body. She said the one that was the hardest to exit her body, was the sin of lesbianism. It fought the hardest to stay, and the longest, but finally after a long time, of prayers and rejoicing, and rebuking Satan, the demon left her behind.

For Denise it was one of her most glorious days. It was a long spiritual change, and she struggled greatly, and almost had a relapse, but fortunately God had control of the wheel.
Denise ended up getting a real job, it last for several years, and she was very proud of it. But eventually, she ended up losing it, by way or promotion, when they checked her past. One more time, Denise questioned God’s motives. But she wasn’t letting God guide her at the time, and she was ignoring His signs. Here what He was trying to do, was make Denise finish her education.

Denise went back to School, and at first, she found it extremely hard. But fortunately, she found someone to encourage her and help her, and guide her, besides God. And she kept pushing forward. Eventually Denise obtained her G.E.D. and with that, she gave a graduation speech, that told her life story, and opened people’s eyes, to: “Who Said it Couldn’t Be Done” but just in its earlier stage, a verbal thought. Once she shared her insight, it was then that Denise obtained herself a scholarship to further her education! 

This story will enlighten you, and bring you to realize that there is a light at the end of the tunnel: God. And for every wrong turn you have made, it could be because you haven’t let Him guide you, and maybe you have made a wrong turn somewhere. Maybe it’s time to rethink your life, just like Denise did, and let God take the wheel. 
 
Denise arrest photo
God loves you, and just because you have made your life choices, and the way they are, doesn’t mean they are right or wrong. If things are going good for you, then maybe you are on the right path. But if your life is terrible, then maybe you are on the wrong road. 

Denise shares with you her own personal experience in her story, a real life painful experience that brought her away from Satan to the Lord. From trials and tribulations and all this to see the way of the Lord, our Lord Jesus Christ. 

I have found a perfect verse that I think represents the way God was showing Denise unto him, allow me to share with you this from the KJV John 1 verses 1 through 5: 1.) In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the word was God. 2.) The same was in the beginning with God. 3.) All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. 4.) In him was life; and the life was the light of men. 5.) And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. The reason that I have chose this passage is because I think it represents how God was trying to shine His light, and open His doorway, and see His way into Denise. At first, Denise was unsure, and always fighting, because Satan was stronger. But eventually, DJ weakened, and Denise and God won against Satan. Now don’t mind me, you may take this verse differently, because many people do in fact translate the bible differently. That’s why religion is one of the biggest argumentative around. 

If you ever want to hear Denise’s story, she is willing to share her story publicly, and help those less fortunate, in hopes of teaching them about our Lord, and helping people to make a difference and change their lives. Denise is now a personal spokes person for the Lord, she is always willing to sing the praises of our Lord, and help anyone else to see that He is the way, the truth and the light. 
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Denise and her Mother now

I give this book, “Who Said it Couldn’t Be Done” an absolute perfect score. Five stars and then some, because you will get to feel every single emotion you own. This book is a very emotional read, and truly eye opening. I would suggest that if you like true stories, that you read this. Denise truly opens up her heart and soul to you, and then shares with you just exactly how she expelled Satan and found the Lord. A truly real life, religious and enlightening experience for any reader. This book is worth your time effort and money to read, and after you read it, you’ll want to share it with others.

My Questions for Denise:

1. How long did it take you to write this book?
     I start in 1993, and finish 2010 and that's because was still working on me.


2. How difficult was it for you to write your life down?
     very, during that time suicide was on my trail daily


3. Do you still attend the same Church?

     Yes, since 1986

4. Do you or does anyone have any photos of you on your "thug life" that you would be willing to share?

(I am and have shared them throughout this review and interview)


5. The Demons that exited your body, does the Devil ever try to let them back in, or do you just stay faithful to Him and remember your ways as they were in the past?

      The devil is a defeater, his job is to try and deceive me or you. My past keeps me with gratitude, to never look back.  

6. How many drugs have you literally tried and experimented with?
Drug Log

  • Heroin - opium, Cocaine - upper Dilaudid - opium,Talwin (T’s) pain killer, Pyribenzamine, (Blues) - antihistamine, Ritalin – hyperactive children (ADD/ADHD)
  • Tac or PCP (Phencyclidine), which is a hallucinogenic, Locker-Room – Formaldehyde (embalming fluid), 529J, 591, wheel chairs - opium, Placidyl – sleeping pill
  • Cough syrup with codeine (Robitussin, Tussionex, P.Bur, Alnon, Gusteni)
7. Is there a visible scar on your wrist from crashing through the apartment door? If so, just for an example of your painful past, are you willing to share the photo of your wrist with us?
     Both arms, head and shoulder were cut

8. I love how you show your current photos and it looks as though there is a wedding band on your finger. Are you married AND did you prove your past self wrong and find a good man?

       I have a ring on each hand, on the right is my BA on the left is my Master ring. Presently I don't know what the future holds regarding marriage, I remain open to the will of God.

9. Have you had any children or do you plan to?

     I have no children, I am too old now.

10. What are you currently doing with the education you have gained?

      I was a substance abuse counselor, I current a manager for the Chicago Public Schools. A, I started a 501c3 for ex-offenders

11. What do you hope to do for your future self?
       Travel the world sharing the message of "Hope"

12. Is there another book in the future?

       Yes, the title is"Break Free"

13. How many siblings do you have all together?
      7

14. What has your Mother done with her life now?
       Her, my sister and I work in the ministry

15. Please share with us your social media links:

       https://www.facebook.com/authordenise.jones





Who Said It Couldn't Be Done?Who Said It Couldn't Be Done? by Denise Jones
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I seen this book advertised in one of the groups where our writers advertise their books, and I totally wanted to read it instantly. My very most favorite type of books are and always have been: true stories. This is also something I enjoy watching on TV, and video as well, learning about people and history, and their way of life, is personal, and I feel it is truly inspirational for so many people. And somehow, there are always life changing events, that impact the reader, as well as the writer who wrote the book itself.

This book, “Who Said it Couldn’t be Done” truly blew me out of the water. There was so much, I mean just so much. I couldn’t put it down. I read it in one night, while crying my eyes out, and yelling at different people, including God and Denise’s own Mother. And yes, I even yelled at Denise too. I just went through so many emotions, and disbelief.

And then afterwards, I went directly into a writers block. Denise can vouch to you that I read this book a week prior to it being posted. I don’t know if it was the book, or that I even spoke to Denise personally over the phone. And no, she isn’t the first, and won’t be the last writer I speak to personally.

But the events in her life, they just—they just will wake you the reader up. To life, and real life people. Especially since these kinds of things are currently still happening even today, and sometimes even worse. Even today, there are even more drugs, and people are even more violent, to the point of doing drive by shootings over drugs.

My Word program is having an issue with my grammar as I write this review, pointing out that it is improper. But this review is going to be point blank and honest, and in order to do so, my grammar may not be perfect.

This book written by Denise Jones, who was once known by DJ, a woman who wore a strap on, and looked like a man, that scared everyone in sight. Denise was a beautiful sweet innocent little girl, and an unplanned pregnancy, because her mother, like a lot of other young people- didn’t know any better. Don’t get me wrong, her mother knew, but her mother also loved the boy. They were best friends, until that one day that is. The day that Denise was conceived.

Denise was raised by a religious grandmother because of her Mothers age. And Denise shortly thereafter, had other siblings, because her Mother was always in the streets, trying to make money, and get her own score. The streets led to all kinds of things, including sex and pregnancy, not just drug abuse.

Denise ended up raising her own siblings, once her own mother felt that she could get her children, and make it on her own, against her own mothers better judgment. At first, Denise was excited, as were the other children, and at first, they were a happy family. But that didn’t last.

The one nice thing Denise find coming home to was after school one day, and the walls were freshly painted, and new curtains were up. Denise was excited. That meant Mom must be doing better. She could hardly wait for her Mother to return home to tell her how excited for her she was. But days went by, turning into weeks.

Their Mother would drop off food stamps and money from time to time, but it wouldn’t always last. Denise would have to send out her siblings to beg for bread and a few other things on occasion. She would scrape together coins, to go to the Laundromat to wash their clothes, that’s when she wasn’t washing them at home in the sink or tub.

When their Mother would take the time to pop in, if Denise would question her, like: “Where have you been?” and “When are you gonna stay here?” or anything on the norm, it would result in fists flying. So eventually Denise just learned, by way of biting her tongue to keep her mouth shut.

Eventually Denise ended up unable to continue her education, because basically she became a full time Mother to her siblings. Making their meals, washing their clothes, getting them ready for bed, you name it, everything a ‘normal’ parent would do.

After a while Denise wanted to know what life was like outside of the home, and in the neighborhood, so she began exploring. She found neighbors, and became friends with a few. Everyone expected Denise and the boy to match up, but instead, her and her best friend a girl, became best of friends, and even fell in love with one another.

Denise didn’t want anything to do with men, all she ever heard or seen from them was bad, and all she ever anticipated out of them, was the worst. She knew she never wanted to be with a man, and as she started learning about her sexuality, it was then that she started realizing that she didn’t even desire men.

In the meantime, Denise’s mother was getting worse and worse, and gaining the reputation as a pimp, and now had a nickname: “Dirty O.”

When I first read the nickname, I laughed. But it wasn’t a name, nor a force to be reckoned with. Dirty O, would bring home people, have orgies and sleep all over the house. However, she at least did have the decency to make one rule: stay out of the one room, where my children are, and stay away from them.

The story goes on and on, of child abuse, neglect, and hatred, and drug usage. And then it proceeds to open up further whereas Denise learns her way around that world herself.

In the beginning, you feel sorry for Denise, and how she was raised, but as time goes on, she turns out to be just like her mother, all over again, and in some cases, even worse.

God keeps prying at her, but Satan keeps winning.. .. over and over again. Satan has a strong hold on the poor girl, and a good grip I might add. Because even Denise knows God wants in, but she just doesn’t want to give in.

Denise is convinced that if God loved her, her Mother wouldn’t have been just a lousy Mother in the first place. She lets the Devil play with her mind. She toys with more drugs, and women, and even almost dies several times, but obviously God has a purpose and a plan for Denise.

She attends church every so often, and as I explained, God and Satan have been playing tug of war with DJ and her spirit and soul for quite some time. And I honestly believe, they started with her Mother first, and felt, yeah, let’s keep battling with this family. Only the strong will survive. But both of these women managed to put the Devil to shame in the long run!

Let me tell you, there are so many points in this book, that are just so freakishly out there. One time I thought for sure that Denise was going to die. I was reading, and scared to death. Denise, her hand was just barely hanging on to her wrist and arm. She crashed through a glass doorway to try and save herself, and almost died. The hospital they took her to, sends her to another hospital to die, and even called her own Mother, to inform her that Denise would be dying shortly, and to be prepared. But, low and behold, Denise proved them wrong, because that hospital decided to perform surgery on Denise, and save her. That and God. He stood above her and said, and these are my words, “Denise I have plans for you, you are to write your life story, and share it with people, and tell them about Me!” Remember, that is what I will bet my bottom dollar God said in Denise’s ear, because He obviously had big plans for her.

Denise used to want to die, she didn’t care. Drugs weren’t solving her problems, her own Mother didn’t love her, and she felt like a failure. But still, Denise is here with us.

Eventually, Denise’s own Mother, the famous Dirty O found the Lord. She was going to Church. She prayed for her daughter, she prayed for forgiveness, she prayed for strength, and she prayed that the Devil would find his way out of their family.

Denise was shocked at the sight of her own Mother, rather than say hello to her, she asked her where her gun was. She didn’t call her Mom either, she called her Dirty O. Her Mother, only smiled in return, and says, “You ask where my gun is, no hello Mom? Just where is my gun?” As Denise stood in front of her mother with her hair all beautiful, who stood their in a dress and heels.

Denise’s own mother kept praying for her daughter, so did the people of the church as well as the pastor. Everyone helped focus their prayer and sights on turning DJ back into Denise. Day in and day out.

Denise and Satan kept fighting back, never allowing God in, until one glorious day when the pastor point blank called out to Denise. And Denise, as she sat in that pew, knew God wanted in and Satan was working on a quick exit. The pastor didn’t stop. He called to Denise several times, until finally, as Denise felt like she needed assistance in walking up to the front, the pastor came to her, and laid his hand upon her. It was then that Denise knew, Satan was on his way out, and God was on His way in. She could feel the hand of God pulling her, and wanting in, and she knew it was time.

As she was in front of the Church, people gathered around her, and they were praying over her, and rejoicing, and Denise started shaking. Denise could feel the spirits, rebuking from her body. She said the one that was the hardest to exit her body, was the sin of lesbianism. It fought the hardest to stay, and the longest, but finally after a long time, of prayers and rejoicing, and rebuking Satan, the demon left her behind.

For Denise it was one of her most glorious days. It was a long spiritual change, and she struggled greatly, and almost had a relapse, but fortunately God had control of the wheel.

Denise ended up getting a real job, it last for several years, and she was very proud of it. But eventually, she ended up losing it, by way or promotion, when they checked her past. One more time, Denise questioned God’s motives. But she wasn’t letting God guide her at the time, and she was ignoring His signs. Here what He was trying to do, was make Denise finish her education.

Denise went back to School, and at first, she found it extremely hard. But fortunately, she found someone to encourage her and help her, and guide her, besides God. And she kept pushing forward. Eventually Denise obtained her G.E.D. and with that, she gave a graduation speech, that told her life story, and opened people’s eyes, to: “Who Said it Couldn’t Be Done” but just in its earlier stage, a verbal thought. Once she shared her insight, it was then that Denise obtained herself a scholarship to further her education!

This story will enlighten you, and bring you to realize that there is a light at the end of the tunnel: God. And for every wrong turn you have made, it could be because you haven’t let Him guide you, and maybe you have made a wrong turn somewhere. Maybe it’s time to rethink your life, just like Denise did, and let God take the wheel.

God loves you, and just because you have made your life choices, and the way they are, doesn’t mean they are right or wrong. If things are going good for you, then maybe you are on the right path. But if your life is terrible, then maybe you are on the wrong road.

Denise shares with you her own personal experience in her story, a real life painful experience that brought her away from Satan to the Lord. From trials and tribulations and all this to see the way of the Lord, our Lord Jesus Christ.

I have found a perfect verse that I think represents the way God was showing Denise unto him, allow me to share with you this from the KJV John 1 verses 1 through 5: 1.) In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the word was God. 2.) The same was in the beginning with God. 3.) All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. 4.) In him was life; and the life was the light of men. 5.) And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. The reason that I have chose this passage is because I think it represents how God was trying to shine His light, and open His doorway, and see His way into Denise. At first, Denise was unsure, and always fighting, because Satan was stronger. But eventually, DJ weakened, and Denise and God won against Satan. Now don’t mind me, you may take this verse differently, because many people do in fact translate the bible differently. That’s why religion is one of the biggest argumentative around.

If you ever want to hear Denise’s story, she is willing to share her story publicly, and help those less fortunate, in hopes of teaching them about our Lord, and helping people to make a difference and change their lives. Denise is now a personal spokes person for the Lord, she is always willing to sing the praises of our Lord, and help anyone else to see that He is the way, the truth and the light.

I give this book, “Who Said it Couldn’t Be Done” an absolute perfect score. Five stars and then some, because you will get to feel every single emotion you own. This book is a very emotional read, and truly eye opening. I would suggest that if you like true stories, that you read this. Denise truly opens up her heart and soul to you, and then shares with you just exactly how she expelled Satan and found the Lord. A truly real life, religious and enlightening experience for any reader. This book is worth your time effort and money to read, and after you read it, you’ll want to share it with others.

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Monday, April 22, 2013

Teresa Cooper ~ Trust No One!

Teresa Cooper 

Trust No one


My Review of Her Book!

Teresa's book is a true story, a very true story that opens ones eye's about "Places" that Children get put when Parent's can't afford to take care of them. No one really likes to think about those places, but yes, they exist. 

You're also supposed to think that you're Children are safe in the hands of Children Services, as they are often referenced here in the States. They go by multiple names, HRS, CPS, whatever initials they want to use, they are suppose to the be here to protect the Children.  

Or um....

So we think....

England, apparently is no different from the United States of America, which leaves me to wonder about other Countries too. And I wont lie to you, I actually used to put England on a pedestal. However now I see that their Child Care system, just like America, is something left to be desired! 
Teresa Cooper 14 years while in Kendall House

This book is very eye opening, and as I am reading it, things start happening, and I am thinking to myself, as they are happening, "You know what- I bet she's being raped." But then I am like: "No, it can't be, it's gotta be something else. I'm making a mountain out of a mole hill." You know the routine, "I watch too much TV!" 
Teresa is the one with the BLUE DOT this is NOT in Kendall House!

Well low and behold, I was right, and Teresa wasn't dreaming it, she managed to wake up during one session and there they were not one, but two men! And of course, no one believes her! 
PLEASE NOTE: Teresa has NO mental disorder what-so-ever prior to going to KH

I end up hating "Kendall House" along with several characters in the book. I want to climb through my Computer screen and bash some skulls! I so very much hate bullying! Bridget and Nicole were such haters, thank God for Jules. 
All the drugs KH felt the need to put Teresa on
The reaction that Teresa ended up having, hating her own life, I imagine most of us would've had the same reaction. Persistent bullying, constant medications that make you unable to function, raped, unable to eat, Parents that couldn't afford to take her in. It seemed to her like no one loved her, and wanted her. To her, her life had no meaning what-so-ever.
Behind this door Teresa spent 163 days at one time, once with NO light bulb!
She started cutting herself, over and over again. She ran away many times, only to be unsuccessful. And yes. she managed to even run away once, to be with her Father, only to discover how he lived, stayed with him a day or two, tried to contact her Mother by Phone, and she couldn't even get to speak to her that time, because of one of her Mom's boy friends. She had no choice, but to go back, to the place she hated most, along with her friend.
Proof Teresa was sexually abused while under the care of KH
The details, are intense, she remembers so much, pain, agony, loss. It is so heart wrenching. You will cry, you will feel everything.
I laughed only in one place:

When her Father was beating her so badly, and screaming at her at the same time. While in doing so, his teeth flung across the room. Teresa, although in a lot of pain, couldn't help but laugh as his teeth landed across the room. At first her Father looked, then was stunned, but couldn't help but laugh too. They both ended up laughing together, and as luck would have it, this was the end of that beating! At least one good thing came out of that, well three actually. A place to laugh in her book, a stopped beating, and they laughed together!

All in all, you truly need to read this book, because it is a total exasperating book, that will open your eyes in so many ways, and leave you totally baffled! I am not kidding.

In the end, you want to join Teresa's fight and stop the drugging of Children whom are under the care of the Government. It is not the way to "Control" a Child, and or "Discipline" a Child, just because you don't want to "take care of them!"

I give this book:
 five stars
 it is a definite mood changing eye opener, that the World needs to read!



My Review Questions for the Beautiful:

 Teresa Cooper: 

1. Do you still have night mares about Kendall House?
Yes. I have regular nightmares about Kendall House although I dream a lot about various aspects of my life. I remember all my dreams on waking. They feel very real. I have never been able to shut them out.


2. Have you ever found any of the Children from your past, from Kendall house, since you have became an Adult?
Yes. I have had contact with twenty five Kendall House girls who were drugged and abused. I find it difficult because I feel responsible for each and everyone of them because I exposed the abuse. All their children have birth defects and all the KH girls are ill.


3. Have you done any interviews regarding Kendall House?
Yes. For UK media.


4. Have you done any book tours?
No I haven't done any tours as my publisher and agent do not arrange such events


5. Is Kendall House the only place drugging the Children in England that you are aware of?
The forced drugging of children is a widespread problem in England although UK media is very behind in exposing it. It is also a serious problem in the United States although there is a lot more media support in exposing the forced drugging. Many children's lives are destroyed because it such a traumatic experience physically, mentally and the side effects of the psychotropic drugs.


6. Since you have written your book, have any other people. or Children came forward telling you their stories about being drugged and/or raped while in the care of places "like" Kendall House?
Yes there have been many adult survivors contact me although mainly from the USA because it is widely publicized by the media and public. England is far behind in the exposure. It was first exposed in England 1979 and remained ignored to this day by the police and Government who felt it was not their problem despite the children being in corporate care. It continues to this day although behind closed doors. I continue to expose the abuse but until it is seen as abuse there will not be any change in the near future.


7. Did you use real names, or aliases in your book?
I used aliases to protect the Kendall House girls abused but also because the police requested the staffs names to be changed and their true descriptions to, in their opinion, avoid anyone fabricating any event or identity if/when making allegations of abuse.


8. Is your Mother still alive?
My mother is deceased many years now. We never regained the mother and daughter relationship. The English care system destroyed our relationship with lies when I was still a child. It is very hard to rekindle the bond once its broken to that extent.

9. Your Foster Father "Doug" were charges ever brought up on him? Or did he get away with his Crime(s)?
His real name is Brian. He was never charged as he was in at least one meeting with social services, at least two with Kendall House and the police failure to investigate also contributed to him avoiding prosecution at the time. It was re-opened in 1994 for that reason. He was arrested and despite being told not to contact witnesses, he contacted them. They let him get away with what he done to me a second time whilst the same police department were prosecuting him for similar crimes to another young person put in his care after me. He was put on the sex offenders register. I wasn't aware of it until after.

10. Do you "think" the people at Kendall house actually knew the Children were being raped & didn't care, or do you think they were actually oblivious to the fact? Be honest.
Yes they did know because they documented the injuries, took swabs in-house that came back as sexual infections and they ignored it as did social services who were also informed. They were also fully aware the drugging was a total misuse but they continued to do it anyway. Before I went to Kendall House it was exposed in the media after a small number of staff made complaints but it was ignored by the Government and was allowed to continue. It was first exposed in 1979 via a newspaper and TV LWT documentary as seen on youtube


11. Do you still have scars all over your arms?
From my wrists to shoulder on both arms there are hundreds of scars. Most don't show now unless in sunlight or if I get a sun tan as it tends to make them more visible. I am used to them and the bigger ones on the wrists I cover with bangles if I go out. Most people don't notice them unless they look for them. Jules name is visible on my left arm though.


12. How long did it take for you to return to your normal healthy weight and height?
I was very damaged when I left Kendall House physically and mentally. It took around two years to recover from the withdrawal symptoms. It was terrible. I grew to 5'10 (five foot ten UK height chart) by the time I was twenty one years old. I remained underweight for many years. 
Another beautiful picture of Teresa
 
13. Do you receive Counseling after all of this?
I did have counseling once when I was around twenty two and I only attended three sessions. The therapist cried on the 3rd session which upset me as she found it hard to hear. She also had a questionnaire I had to do every session. I was happy to answer the questions but I refused to change my answer to one question. I refused to accept my abusers were mentally ill and that I must feel sympathy for them. I did not feel sorry for them because abusing others is not a mental illness. They do it by choice and free will. The therapist didn't feel I could heal unless I accepted my abusers suffered from a mental illness and I should in some way feel a sense of sympathy for them. It wasn't going to happen so I stopped attending for that reason. 

I had therapy 2 years ago and I was on the waiting list nearly three years before I was seen. I didn't attend many throughout that year but the sessions I did attend, I found very helpful. Sadly therapy ends after one year where I live and I needed at least three years. I was with a bad partner so the sessions became about him because he was misusing my childhood abuse to control me in a very negative way. The therapy helped me understand a lot of things. I wish I was able to continue with the same therapist as I trusted him a lot but we are not allowed to see the same therapist a second time on NHS once the year is up. I have never trusted any psychotherapist or psychiatrist since Kendall House so it's a great pity I am unable to reconnect with him given the trust I developed with him. If I was given the chance to receive therapy I would grab it with both hands because I need it. Probably now more than ever.


14. Have you since been diagnosed with anything after all of this trauma? Like PTSD  or anything from all the hell you went through?
I was diagnosed with BPD and PTSD because of the abuse at Kendall House and forced drugging. Naturally I do not agree with the diagnoses as I do not appreciate the psychiatric system giving me a label for something they are responsible for. Yes it has affected me.

15. Does anything in your past, effect your life today, still? Like cause you to sometimes flip out for no reason, or sometimes just break down and cry, etc.

My past has often caused me problems that can't be avoided. There are too many to mention. It tends to be other people who use my past against me or judge me when they don't know me. Things I do for example... If I drink alcohol, sedated for any medical reason or anaesthetised for surgery my mind associates it with being in KH and I literally relive the abuse in my mind as if its happening. It's very traumatic. I am not sure how that can be changed. It's probably too deep for normal therapy. 

I am a very strong woman and I can take a lot more than most and get back up again but I do hide away and cry sometimes. More often than people think. I can tweet on twitter and all of a sudden my happiness turns to tears very fast. I deal with so much abuse on a daily basis, it's a lot for the human mind to cope with alone whilst trying to deal with my own abuse and behave the way others expect of me. Sometimes I just want to be myself and have timeout to do or say something that's not associated to abuse. I am a fun person and like laughing but it shocks people that I am able to laugh so I don't laugh as often as I would like to. I am a people pleaser. Then I feel miserable because I do worry what people think of me.


16. Can you share with us any pictures from your Childhood, if you have any?
There are a lot on twitpic (Twitter name is @TeresaCooper) & Deneale snagged a few photos for this interview and review from twitpic!


17. What are you doing today, to help enlighten the World to these issues?
I have been fighting and campaigning twenty years now and I have done so much I don't even know where to begin. I dedicated my adult life to campaigning. I don't tell people most of my achievements because I don't feel I need too. I support survivors who contact me, all the KH girls, legal fights which I tend to win, my book, publicity, research and the list is endless. I fight/campaign every day of the week 365 days a year and when most are asleep I am writing emails to the government and many others including survivors.


18. Please provide us with links to your book(s) your web site info, and any extra info you can give us about you, and your book:

www.no2abuse.com

amazon uk

amazon.com


My book is available on all good online book stores and to order in book stores



I found THIS when I researched Kendall House Online! Simply Follow the Links to learn more:


 http://www.bishop-accountability.org/news2009/03_04/2009_04_07_Kendall_Camber_GirlsDrugged.htm

Here they interviewed Teresa: http://news.bbc.co.uk/today/hi/today/newsid_7982000/7982021.stm
http://news.bbc.co.uk/today/hi/today/newsid_7982000/7982021.stm 


Thank YOU Teresa! Obviously YOU were meant to do good things, and God has wonderful plans for you. I personally thank you for this opportunity to have read your book and interviewed you. Although I cried, and had one little laugh, I still feel close to you, and am honored that you have allowed me to do so. You are a wonderful woman, a strong woman, and a God send! May the Lord bless you, and may you keep doing His glorious work! Thank you again, and again!