Enjoying this book? Help it get discovered by casting your vote!

Must read 🏆

A horrifically true memoir of the evil that lives within the “ties that bind” a family

Synopsis

This is a true story. The main events described took place between 1967 and 1971, before women had reproductive rights. At the age of seventeen, I was attacked by a serial murderer. At eighteen, another attack left me in a coma, with my skull cracked open. At nineteen, I was beaten nearly to death by a rapist. At twenty, five men attempted to gang-rape me. At twenty-one, I was given a date-rape drug and molested. It was years before I discovered these attacks were not random.
I was ambitious in the days before women were supposed to be ambitious. While I was working my way through college, the bad girls in our poor neighborhood convicted me of a crime I didn’t commit and decided to teach me a lesson by sending men to rape me at the time of the month I was most likely to conceive. When I realized my mother was involved, every drop of love I had for her drained from my body.
It was a white-light experience at the age of sixteen that gave me faith in God and the strength to survive, live a positive life, forgive others, and become Jackie Strong Self.

This was a horrifically true memoir of the evil that lives within the “ties that bind” a family.


I read this in one night, and I am still in shock days later — and absolutely horrified that it was a true story.


Told in a matter-of-fact tone that highlights events rather than emotions, we nevertheless feel every emotion that Jackie goes through. She was always treated as an outcast within her family because she was an “unplanned mistake” although her parents were married and already had a daughter. They had had an agreement with her grandmother not to have any more children at that time, and so her grandmother doted on her sister but ignored her completely.


The root of her family’s discontent towards Jackie seemed to be her ambition, as she was hardworking and focused her energy on developing a career rather than simply settling to be just a wife and mother. Jackie made major strides in the tech world, even presenting at Oracle’s national convention alongside Steve Jobs and Larry Ellison; she was also recognised as the “mother of pet invention” for the safety product she developed for dogs, and she was granted four patents, among other noteworthy accomplishments.


This ambition seemed to irritate everyone around her. The abuse began as a very young child, and ranged from neglect — her father choosing to save her sister’s life rather than try to save her — to outright disregard: her brother’s attack that hit her between the eyes almost killed her, but no one even noticed she was in a coma, and even later they did not seem concerned for her health or her education that was adversely impacted.


There were also deeply engrained layers of emotional abuse, with her mother even openly admitting to favouritism:


“I just love her more than I love you. I can’t help it.”


“Your sister and brother are weak, so we must take care of them. You’re strong, so we don’t need to do anything for you. You go out and get everything you want before we even know you want it.”


Alongside her experiences, the developing sociopolitical changes in women’s reproductive rights and workplace discrimination policies shape Jackie’s life, and we clearly see the ways these can drastically affect someone. From the employer who tried to fire her because she was trying to get pregnant (but couldn’t when she actually did get pregnant), to the horrific actions of her family members to conspire to get her pregnant via a rapist — these shocking real-life recounts leave an indelible impression on the reader.


Another heart-wrenching moment was her mother’s financial abuse of her, literally robbing her when they shared ownership of a home that Jackie helped her parents to buy — out of the goodness of her heart, despite how badly she had always been treated!


Throughout all of this, it was Jackie’s faith that kept her going and striving to succeed, after having had an enlightening experience as a teenager. Thankfully, in her darkest moment, she was saved:


“So you want to kill yourself? Why would you want to do that? You’re one of the good guys. If you want to kill anyone, you should kill one of the bad guys.”


…And thankfully, she didn’t kill or take out her anger on the “bad guys” (who deserved so badly to suffer!) but she survived to tell the tale, and to use her experiences to uplift others.


I am honoured to have gotten the chance to read the memoir of this amazing woman. I admit at times that I felt the narrator was unreliable, but only because I simply couldn't believe the horror she faced from those closest to her who were supposed to love and protect her. I feel forever changed by this story, and so blessed to have chosen this to read. I would love to learn more about the author and all that she has contributed to the world despite it all, and I look forward to reading anything else she writes.

Reviewed by

Author, editor (15+ yrs) & avid reader/reviewer of most genres. When I love a book, I LOVE a book. Please share the love and upvote my own novel via: sfortuneauthor.com/upvote ***Note: Instead of Reedsy tips, you can directly support my Reviews via: ko-fi.com/sfortuneauthor***

Synopsis

This is a true story. The main events described took place between 1967 and 1971, before women had reproductive rights. At the age of seventeen, I was attacked by a serial murderer. At eighteen, another attack left me in a coma, with my skull cracked open. At nineteen, I was beaten nearly to death by a rapist. At twenty, five men attempted to gang-rape me. At twenty-one, I was given a date-rape drug and molested. It was years before I discovered these attacks were not random.
I was ambitious in the days before women were supposed to be ambitious. While I was working my way through college, the bad girls in our poor neighborhood convicted me of a crime I didn’t commit and decided to teach me a lesson by sending men to rape me at the time of the month I was most likely to conceive. When I realized my mother was involved, every drop of love I had for her drained from my body.
It was a white-light experience at the age of sixteen that gave me faith in God and the strength to survive, live a positive life, forgive others, and become Jackie Strong Self.

Chapter 1. Family History

At seventy-one, I am surprised to have survived long enough to tell this story, and that I was born at all. Imagine if just one of your ancestors didn’t survive, you wouldn’t be here. Although there has not been a world war since I was born, and people do not often die in childbirth today, surviving in the ’60s in America could be difficult.

In 1689, my French ancestor survived the Le Chine massacre in Quebec, Canada. Fifteen hundred Iroquois attacked 375 settlers. Although a fort was nearby, the governor ordered the soldiers to stand down. The Indians attacked at night and burned down 80 percent of the settlement. The patriarch of my family and his two oldest sons died fighting the Indians. The ancestor who survived was just a child and he was taken captive. According to the writings of survivors, many of the settlers who didn’t die fighting were tortured to death and eaten.

My Irish ancestors fled to America during the potato famine. Their lands and titles were taken away from them by the English in 1740, so they fled to the Americas rather than starve.

My German grandfather was drafted into the army when he was seventeen. He was a machine gunner on the Eastern Front. Machine gunners had only a 10 percent chance of survival. He won the iron cross at eighteen, when he and his friend changed the course of a battle with Russian troops by themselves. He survived. His friend did not.

Subsequently, he was transported to the Western Front. The German army decided to retreat because they were outnumbered. They left behind about a hundred men, including my grandfather, to trick the French into thinking they were still there. The trick didn’t work for long. The French came at night with bayonets and killed everyone except my grandfather. He was asleep when they came. A French soldier had a bayonet to his chest ready to plunge it in but then noticed the iron cross hanging around his neck on a chain. The French soldier decided he couldn’t kill someone in his sleep who was brave enough to win the iron cross. Therefore, my grandfather ended up spending the rest of the war in a prisoner-of-war camp.

As you can see, a person’s survival is often in God’s hands, while your life is in your own hands. But that is enough background. I have my own story to tell.


 

No activity yet

No updates yet.

Come back later to check for updates.

1 Comment

Anita KumariI m Anita from Delhi, India, I was haunted at the age of 17, while I was studying in 11 th standard, because of a big name in India a celebrity's dirty desires, I was worthy exposed to drugs but as medicines, faced that assault, was in trap of black magic, because of that muslim guy not to be named, faced dire consequences of it faced ghastly creatures, zombies ext for 20 years, I was successful to got out of it due to my family and high morales and proper medical care, now I want to pursue as a writer in 4 Indian languages, I m now writing in in I m married having 2 children Well educated leading a happy life Anita Kumari Delhi INDIA
0 likes
almost 3 years ago
About the author

Jackie Tulight was one of the first women ever to receive an MBA, in 1975. She has a B.A. in Psychology. She has been listed in Who’s Who of Women for making a technical breakthrough in the field of computer science. Jackie was nicknamed “the Mother of Pet Invention” She has four patents. view profile

Published on March 29, 2022

40000 words

Contains mild explicit content ⚠️

Genre:Biographies & Memoirs

Reviewed by