<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539912.post5730874356807036254..comments</id><updated>2009-07-19T06:53:17.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Heartcrossings: Teen Relationships</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/feeds/5730874356807036254/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/5730874356807036254/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-relationships.html'/><author><name>Heartcrossings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11611681863892546438</uri><email>heartcrossings@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539912.post-319207797619702463</id><published>2009-07-19T06:53:17.345-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:53:17.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If only I had had Heartcrossings as my friend in m...</title><content type='html'>If only I had had Heartcrossings as my friend in my childhood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad at least West is talking about it.Sexual abuse has been going on for decades among us Indians. But suppressed and the perpetrator invariably condoned.It was not a handbag but a few cream biscuits thrust into my hand by a (sic) close relative who had promised my mother he would help me with my homework. I knew no English then but was asked to write an essay in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave it to you to figure out what was more violent, the rape or my mother&amp;#39;s adamantine refusal to believe in me.I had lost my father by then.When found crying without sleep, I was forcibly dragged over to a psychaitrist and bombarded with a cocktail of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my late forties, I have weaned myself away from allopathy (thanks to Internet &amp;amp; some anonymous people from America (certainly NOT India or Indians)by just communicating in detail everything that happened in my life.To detox and stabilize myself consulted a classical homeopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the so called well wishers I came across had even a shred of empathy for me.There must be a lot more victims like me.For years I was branded a &amp;#39;sinner&amp;#39;.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/5730874356807036254/comments/default/319207797619702463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/5730874356807036254/comments/default/319207797619702463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-relationships.html?showComment=1248000797345#c319207797619702463' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-relationships.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539912.post-5730874356807036254' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/posts/default/5730874356807036254' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539912.post-7724001298232086528</id><published>2009-07-07T01:48:28.661-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:48:28.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I am here for the first time. This is such a ...</title><content type='html'>Hey, I am here for the first time. This is such a good post. I liked these words the most : &amp;quot; she would never need to settle for anything short of a deeply loving and respectful relationship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vikas had given me your Blog ID. I hope you don&amp;#39;t mind me visiting your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan&amp;#39;s Mom</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/5730874356807036254/comments/default/7724001298232086528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/5730874356807036254/comments/default/7724001298232086528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-relationships.html?showComment=1246945708661#c7724001298232086528' title=''/><author><name>Aryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06055380473042917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-relationships.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539912.post-5730874356807036254' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10539912/posts/default/5730874356807036254' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>