The Drama Review (January 12, 2018)
Dear disgusted-by-the-latest-revelation readers,
If you’re like me, you’d be hard-pressed to come up a satisfactory description for 2017. What’s a word for non-stop drama? And thus far, it seems like 2017 is the gift that keeps on giving to 2018.
Of the many recurring drama themes from last year, perhaps the foulest was that of men taking sexual advantage of women—or girls. Powerful men, famous men, gifted men, those-you-would-never-suspect-in-a-million-years men. Males who’ve leveraged their wealth, power, or position to gain exploitational advantage over females.
It’s an old story, to be certain, but one that’s been regrettably downplayed or ignored, often under the “boys will be boys” rationalization. What’s new is the ubiquity of exposure. Like crab grass in my summer yard, sordid tales of sexual exploitation are emerging from their hidden places into the public consciousness on a regular basis. Just heard a new one this week about a youth pastor and a teenage girl. For a variety of reasons, walls surrounding the conspiracy of silence covering up sexual violations are starting to crumble. A crumbling that’s long overdue, I might add.
Here are some observations I’ve made from talking to countless women over the years whose sexual boundaries have been crossed, either as children or adults. Each violation has its own variations, to be certain, but I’ve noticed several aspects that are common to the experience.
I was waiting for a plane once and a fellow traveler in the gate area asked me if I’d watch his luggage while he went to the rest room. That was odd, I thought, because he placed his trust in someone he didn’t know. If he’d returned to discover all of his stuff gone, that’d be maddening but it would’ve made sense because, after all, he trusted a stranger.
But what if the violator is a trusted friend? “How can this previously looked-up-to person violate me for his own selfish purposes?” “I thought he was this way, now I find out he’s that way.” The incongruence creates a state of confusion that overloads our neurons.
The picture below has made its way around the Internet so you may have seen it already. It’s a mind-bender. It’s the staff of Auschwitz. Here they are laughing and frolicking on a shift break before returning to their work duties of mass genocide. Do you have a hard time getting your head around this picture? I do.
Women who’ve been sexually violated by trusted others have a similar quandary. “I gave him my trust, now he’s taken my body.” How do you put those two things together? They don’t fit. Like the picture, it’s beyond confusing.
Most of the sexual violation stories I’ve heard are of men exploiting women. I did have a male client once who’d been gang raped in the remote area of a public park. He told me, “What I still can’t understand is why I didn’t fight back. It was like I couldn’t move. My body just wouldn’t do what my head was telling it.”
For many women, the sexual defilement is the first violation. The second violation occurs later when someone (usually a man) asks, “Well, why didn’t you fight back?” the implication being that she must’ve been complicit in some way. On an emotional level, the second violation may feel worse than the first.
There’s a switch-around that takes place in the minds of abused children. When a child experiences abuse or neglect, he or she must answer the question, “Why is this happening to me?” One way to answer it is: “I’m a little person in a world controlled by a bad big person.” That feels scary. So, most children will answer the question the other way: “I’m a bad little person in a world controlled by a good big person.” That feels safer.
The short-term effect is that the world does feel safer if the “good” people are in charge. But the long-term effect is to inject time-released cognitive toxins into the child’s self-esteem such as:
- “There’s something wrong with me.”
- “When bad things happen, it must be my fault.”
- “If people get to know me, they won’t like me—because I’m bad.”
No matter how old the victim may be when the violation occurs, such self-deprecating effects are quite common.
We all compartmentalize. Indeed, a certain level of compartmentalization is healthy and necessary. If I see a child being attacked by a pit bull, I’ll run the risk of getting bit to save the child. It’s not that “pain don’t hurt” as Patrick Swayze boasted in Road House, but I’ll compartmentalize my potential pain to meet the needs of the moment.
Sexual violation is physically painful at the time of occurrence but also causes long-term psychic pain. The most common way to cope is to compartmentalize the pain so it doesn’t have to be felt.
One of the most invalidating, minimizing, and de-humanizing statements an abuse survivor can hear is, “Well, if it happened 40 years ago, why hasn’t she said something about it until now?” The not-so-subtle implication being: she probably just made it up. The asinine statement meant to indict the survivor reflects, instead, on the idiocy of the one saying it.
The opposite of compartmentalization is integration. The conditions are becoming more favorable for women to share their experiences (many for the first time) enabling the puss pockets containing the psychic toxins to be lanced, cleaned out, and healed.
The “me, too” hashtag is providing validation to many women that they’re not alone. It doesn’t fix everything nor does it make everything all right. But it’s an important step in the right direction.
May the crumbling of the walls continue!
That photo makes me want to throw up ! It’s a visceral reaction. I remembered I had the same feeling when I encountered a psychiatrist who was sexually exploiting a patient. The sight of him made me want to do the same.
It must be so mind numbing and confusing for the victim. One client told me she could not believe it was happening. It was like being in some weird movie. She immediately wondered why he would jeopardize his whole career, and family so casually.
She eventually reported it. Soon others came forth. There was an ethics hearing and he was required to go into therapy, but then thrown out of the Association completely and lost his license to practice.
I’d say he got a little bit of what he deserved and future patients were saved from adding even more abuse to their life story.
It is never o k . That should also be in patient manual 101. .
She told me if she got raped or killed, it would be by him. She was indeed courageous and doing something about it helped her heal.
Thanks for sharing that, Adele. I always appreciate your comments.
Absent in the article is the situation when siblings or friends are involved is the situation. This is something that happened in childhood. The victim again feels shame of hiding what happened. They may be asked to hide the fact. Asking themselves what it is about themselves which lead to the horrid happening.
That’s a good point, Tom. I appreciate that input.
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