Janet K. Schenk

The Prison of My Unknown Janet K. Schenk

I carried my haunting hidden from age six until sixty-one. I was born in a middle class home with physical and emotional support and abuse. My mother, not really having the ability to raise ten children, did the best she could. 1941 was a year of extremes. John, the ninth child, was born in March; Imogene, the second child, died in April; Dad's work was transferred from Indianapolis, Indiana to Chrisney, southern Indiana, that summer, so we moved to Dale. I feel certain that Mom had an Con her feet nervous breakdown, that year, which lasted for many years. I entered the convent, encouraged by Elaine, at age16. This was my acceptable way of running away from home. I remained in the convent for 19 years where I matured gradually and gained self-confidence. Through all of these years I was very depressed and shy. I took medicine most of my life for a brain wave disorder, correctly diagnosed in 2005. Medicines for depression came after I left the convent.