The Long Journey Home: A Memoir
By Margaret Robison
First brought to the realm in her sons’ now-classic memoirs—Augusten Burroughs’s Running with Scissors and John Elder Robison’s Look Me within the Eye—Margaret Robison now tells her personal haunting and lyrical tale. A poet and instructor through career, Robison describes her Southern Gothic early life, her marriage to a good-looking, great guy who turned a split-personality alcoholic and abusive husband, the demanding situations she confronted elevating young children whereas having psychotic breakdowns of her personal, and her fight to regain her sanity.
Robison grew up in southern Georgia, the place the façade of Fifties propriety masked every type of demons, together with alcoholism, misogyny, repressed homosexuality, and suicide. She met her husband, John Robison, in collage, and jointly they moved up north, the place John embarked upon a winning educational profession and Margaret mentioned the kids and labored on her paintings and poetry. but her husband’s alcoholism and her cave in into psychosis, and the eventual disintegration in their marriage, took a big toll on their relations: Her older son, John Elder, moved out of the home whilst he was once undefined, and her more youthful son, Chris (who later renamed himself Augusten), by no means accomplished highschool. whilst Margaret met Dr. Rodolph Turcotte, the therapist who used to be treating her husband, she felt understood for the 1st time and quick fell below his idiosyncratic and, finally, damaging impression.
Robison writes movingly and in truth approximately her psychological disease, her shortcomings as a mother or father, her tough marriage, her hectic courting with Dr. Turcotte, and her now-famous teenagers, Augusten Burroughs and John Elder Robison, who've every one written bestselling memoirs approximately their kin. She additionally writes inspiringly approximately her richly deserved trip to sanity and readability. An staggering and enduring tale, The lengthy trip domestic is a notable and finally uplifting account of a sophisticated, troubled twentieth-century relations.
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My brain used to be spinning. one other photo from The Snake Pit rose to my consciousness—an huge, immense lock and key. all of the years of my transforming into up and marriage, that snapshot have been kept in my brain. ready. yet this has to be a few type of exact chance, i presumed. quickly Dr. Turcotte will seem, and jointly we'll keep these kinds of tormented souls. certain, I guaranteed myself, quickly Dr. Turcotte will arrive and every thing may be o.k.. The nurse instructed me to take a seat on one of many directly chairs covered up opposed to the wall within the hall.
I felt emotionally shaken, yet I knew I wasn’t going to kill myself that day. nonetheless, I observed no get away wanting suicide from the existence that i discovered insufferable. In my stumbling, self-conscious, and nonetheless a little bit emotionally far away manner, i attempted to inform Ruth approximately John’s violence. i attempted to inform her how exhausted I’d turn into, either bodily and emotionally, from John’s and my lengthy nightly battles after the men have been asleep. I advised her how he twisted what I stated till I felt like my mind was once not anything yet a mass of tangles and knots.
Chris and John Elder have been staying with my in-laws in Georgia for 6 weeks and have been nonetheless there. Carolyn and Jack desired to preserve them and undertake them legally, and advised Dr. Turcotte in their goal. i used to be terrified that i'd lose my sons eternally. The association made ahead of my hospitalization were for Chris to dwell with me whereas John Elder, at fourteen, will be loose to maneuver among the relatives condominium the place his father lived and my condo. weeks later i used to be sitting in a instantly chair, smoking a cigarette.
She was once not the domineering mom who threatened my selfhood. She was once an previous girl, and an individual for whom I felt compassion and heartbreak. Mercer had grown more and more paranoid because the years handed, and the 2 of them infrequently left Cairo. “Sometimes i believe like a prisoner in my very own home,” mom stated unfortunately. “And Mercer is so possessive of me, the home, and every thing in it. ” I remembered the summer season years sooner than whilst I’d begged her to permit him stick with me. “I desire your brother,” she’d stated, and that i knew there has been no desire of his getting clear of her simply as I now knew there has been no means for her to get out from less than his keep watch over.
I couldn’t make myself go the brink into that small, windowless house. Breathe deeply, I informed myself, attempting to do my childbirth respiring workout, an workout I’d because used to calm myself ahead of giving poetry readings. Breathe deeply. yet i may hardly ever breathe in any respect. perhaps, i assumed, i'm suffocating; probably worry has sucked all of the air from my lungs. “I can’t paintings during this room,” I blurted out. I don’t comprehend what Angela used to be brooding about the newly paralyzed, panic-stricken girl dealing with her from a medical institution wheelchair, yet she didn’t try and cause me out of my fears.