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Ok I will be asking for a bit of patience here so I can put in background to make this all comprehensible.

Bruce Springsteen is playing in Melbourne next weekend. The radio station I listen to has been promoting his tour, giving away free tickets etc. My parents had a few of his albums when I was growing up but I haven't heard his music in a long time. One of my patients is quite a big fan and travelled to see him interstate last week.

On Monday night I was reading a review of his concert in Sydney in the paper and it was very, very positive. I went onto YouTube and searched his name and one of the first songs that came up was the official video for dancing in the dark.

When I watched the video I was overwhelmed.

Firstly, he was such a spunk at that time. Could've drooled all over my iPad!!!

But secondly and perhaps more importantly I remember how much I used to LOVE this song as a 3 or 4 year old. Just the tempo and strong rhythm used to have me dancing all over the house.

But it then triggered into a memory of Christmas Eve in 1986.
We used to have a tradition of visiting friends close by on Christmas Eve. They had kids a similar age to my brother and I. We used to go crazy with excitement and anticipation over Santa visiting and presents that awaited.

There is a photo of us kids dancing in a circle that night. I'm in the foreground and I look happy and confident. It's the last photo from childhood I have where I had that expression on my face. I used to wonder where that girl went.

When I was watching the YouTube video I realised dancing in the dark was the song that was playing when that photo was taken. It symbolises a fork in the road where the path I took was one of overwhelming despair, hopelessness, fear, pain and loneliness. That seemed like the last night of my childhood before my world fell apart. Now I'm left wondering how different my Life mig have been had that carefree and confident 5 year old been able to linger rather than be subject to horrific abuse, torment and loss and having to dissociate into an inner fantasy world to survive. I thought I'd forever lost that girl but I haven't. But finding her is putting me in contact with intense grief and sadness about what did happen to me and how much was taken and how different my life could've been.

I can now understand the lyrics to the song are in fact full of frustration, anguish, despair and a desperate wish for things to be different. It is such an accurate reflection of how life has been for me.

Congrats to anyone who made it this far xxxx
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Hi, GreenEyes. I've never posted before, but I just wanted to say I've been having similar thoughts after coming across a photo of myself taken about a year before my brother started abusing me. The "before" & "after" thoughts: what I was like before, what I became after... and the unanswerable question of how my life might have turned out if the abuse hadn't happened. For me, thinking about the little girl living in that household and keeping that secret every day (and well into adulthood) is really sad. I'm sorry you're experiencing such deep sadness too.

I saw Springsteen on tour in 1986 (I must be 10-15 years older than you). It was a 3-hour show that left me and my friend exhausted from dancing Smiler
(((GREENEYES)))

Just wanted to send big hugs for all the pain this has brought up for you. My first thought was that maybe you could find that happy little girl again, maybe she's still within you? My second thought was, though, we are so naive as to the ways of the world when we are young that that type of trust and joy really is just a fantasy. If only we could find a way to stay grounded but feel the trust and joy of childhood as well as the willingness to forge ahead all the while knowing we might get hurt anyway. Don't know about you but I haven't found that spot yet. Sorry if I'm all doom and gloom.

Are you going to go to the concert?

Rabbit ears welcome and thanks for posting. I can empathise with the intense pain and sadness you are going through, there really aren't words to fully describe how destructive and devestating the experience is.
You're so lucky to have seen The Boss in the 1980s and I can fully comprehend how exhausted you would have been after all that dancing Smiler I hope you keep posting here

((Liese))
I have found that happy, carefree girl again. While I thought I'd lost her forever, finding her has brought up so much loss and sadness of what might have been and what was. I think to an extent you're right that the unbound exuberance and joy of early childhood isn't forever, but it shouldn't be replaced with a cold, desolate, despairing hell. that was my experience. At the moment I'm enjoy this happy and relaxed side of myself and wondering whether I should shell out $425 to go to the concert next Wednesday night!
GreenEyes, I'm sorry you're grieving these losses, but it's good you're posting here instead of staying isolated in your thoughts (as I am prone to do Smiler).

I say go for it on the Springsteen ticket! I spent at least that much on McCartney tickets and have never regretted it. In fact, being at the McCartney show was as close as I've ever gotten to feeling like the "little girl" I used to be (survived on Beatles & McCartney music as a kid). Pure joy. I hope you get to go and see The Boss in person! Maybe think of it as a different type of therapy...

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