How hard that must be. And being on an island, even a big island, isn't helpful.

In the Dr.'s office??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> One door in and out - what a horrible cornered feeling that must be.

You are right, this sort of thing happens too often to be an accident. Neaksis is the first one who called my attention to the likely reason.

She asked me one day regarding the various letters sent to me by Gargy, if it seemed like they hit sore spots that FOW shouldn't have known about? Well, yes, they did. She managed to touch areas of insecurity, hurt, anger, and fear, that I had not shared with anyone, even my dear friends here.

And though she is a calculating and intelligent opponent, it is hard for me to believe that she could get inside my mind to that extent, to lash out at me with such precision, if she were not being willingly guided by an evil entity with knowledge greater than her own.

IMO, OP's are excellent conduits for Satan, until/unless they repent.

The reason that Neaksis asked, was because of thinking over the letters she had gotten from her kids' biograndma, whom she has now termed "Granny Gargamel" in honor of the original pot-stirrer. Granny G is every bit as toxic as an OP, almost uncannily so.

In each of her letters, she would hurl anathema and insults at Neaksis, at a level that is unbelievable to any normal, sane person. But what Neaksis found eerie was her uncanny way of targeting Neaksis' weak points - the things that keep her up at night, the feelings of inadequacy that she never told any of us, at least before this conversation. None of us would ever have guessed; she always seems so perfect.

And yet in another city, a woman who doesn't even know Neaksis is able to pinpoint every one.

The Gargamels of this world listen carefully to the imps on their shoulders, and spread their poison very obediently.

I think that by coming into such close contact with the voice of the enemy, that it makes it easier to ignore the venom as soon as we hear it, and to recognize the much different voice of our Friend.

But yeah, it does keep on keeping on, doesn't it?

A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner.
~ English proverb

Neak's Story