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Sybil: The True Story of a Woman Possessed Sixteen Separate Personalities by Flora Rheta Schreiber

Sybil: The True Story of a Woman Possessed

Sixteen Separate Personalities by Flora Rheta Schreiber

Published 1975
ISBN : 9780140040319
Paperback
432 pages
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Another old book review from my blog:This was one seriously fucked up book. I have never seen the movie but, of course, knew what I was in for when I got the book. The name Sybil is very well known, and carries some stigma, in pop culture.However, I had no concept of the extent or the perversity of Sybils mothers abuse which had been the prime instigation for Sybils dissociations. When I was reading the sections describing what she had done to her daughter, I was literally beating my head with the book and saying Thats so fucked up! out loud. (Good thing there was nobody around to hear me except for Magnum).As far as writing style, I wouldnt say it was the best. A little too clinical in the language, and a little lacking in the dramatic elements. I am sure this is mostly due to the fact that the author (Flora Rheta Schreiber) was a psychiatrist, and this was one of her first (only?) novels. Not to mention that most of the conversations in the book were probably transcribed from tapes.But despite slightly distracting writing quality imperfections, this book was completely absorbing. The more I got to know about Sybil and the strange ways her unconscious had devised to help her cope with her abusive childhood, the more I felt like I was losing my own mind. It was strange, to ponder upon the potential psychoses that our brains/minds are capable of. It seems that no matter how normal we might tell ourselves we are, there are so many things we cant remember....so many events in our childhoods that can only be known through other people telling us...its frightening to wonder where those memories are, and if there is some unconscious self lying beneath our conscious personality that is hoarding those memories from us, or, from a different perspective, is protecting those memories...and yet they are inaccessible to our waking self.These are the kind of things I found myself thinking about on the bus, or walking down the street, while reading this book. Also, it was my first step away from sci fi/fantasy in some time, and it opened my mind up to new knowledge of psychology and psychoanalysis that I found fascinating and plenty of food for thought.I would recommend this book to anybody who is interested in the mysteries of the human mind.