Former TV actress Allison Mack is aware that many people now know that, along with her own slave master, Keith Raniere, she heads a master/slave organization called DOS that includes human branding and blackmail.
Here is what she wrote today on her blog www.allisonmack.com:
The leaves in the trees are dead, but have not yet fallen.
I went for a long walk today and heard them being pushed into one another. The leaves were talking. It felt like the whole street was whispering secrets.
listening. What a novel idea.
XO
Here is the picture she used to illustrate her poetical thoughts:
On June 13, one week after FrankReport first published the secret of DOS and its human branding and slavery rites, Miss Mack wrote:
SHE FEELS CRAMPED IN A CLOSET…
Cold sweats. Constantly.
The anxiety of being caught makes my heart thrum like a hummingbird.
Someday I will be discovered. I will be found out!
I peak through the crack in the door of the closet I have shoved myself. It’s stuffy and I can barely breath (sic).
How long will I stay inside? It seems like it has been a lifetime in here already.
And in truth, it has.
It’s been so long that I can’t even remember the first time I stepped into the closet of self loathing to hide from the world. I send out my best representative, the “Allison-bot”, who knows what to say, is always funny and never has armpit stains.
The part of me that smells, bleeds and says the wrong thing hangs out in the closet trembling while she peaks through the cracks in the door.
Why am I so nervous?
Because I am a fugitive on the run from intimacy and the fear of showing those pit stains and blood.
I anticipate rejection and so I reject sentencing myself to a life squished in a closet filled with all the things i feel most ashamed of.
What would happen if i threw open the door and jumped to the foreground?
Naked. Raw. Cellulite jiggling. Moles exposed.
My leg is cramping and I feel myself outgrowing this hiding spot. I am tired of being a voyeur.
I want to live my life.
I feel the rush of adrenaline.
Am I willing to be brave and jump out from behind the door and test the hypothesized destruction?
Wait for it…..
…Maybe tomorrow.
Here is the picture she posted with her post:
It is our hope that Miss Mack can find the lesson she craves to learn – but, hopefully, without causing any more pain to herself or to others.
While her words are poetic, it is entirely possible she needs psychological help or at least an evaluation.
A reader has this to say:
Allison Mack’s twitter feed is so sad and pathetic it’s hard to get one’s mind around. I think Frank Report should publish a recap of her Tweets and Instagram posts from this last week. Plus excerpts from her blog. Hashtags “nourishment”. How is anything she does “nourishment” for anyone? Crazy talk….
Her posts exemplify a classic psychological unraveling; a burrowing in of extreme denial and delusions of granduer. How long can she keep this up? It almost seems like she is having a psychotic break from reality. A total psychotic break.
Where are Kristin Kruek and Mark Hildreth? Kruek has been out for years and Hildreth is now VERY OUT. They were her best friends for a decade or more. Why aren’t they helping her? Staging an intervention? What about her family? The status of her mental health looks bleak, very bleak.
