Em I wish I had some answers but I only have some observations. In case you didn't catch it in the other posts, I myself was (is) an alcoholic. As you read the things I've written below, please keep in mind that these are only thoughts and not my hard core opinions. here goes...
What strikes me about the addictions and ailments we as survivors suffer from, is how often we fail as a group to understand that the abuse is the root cause of these things. I tackled my alcohol problem without having any idea that I was using alcohol to suppress the victimization issues.
There are those who say that not every alcoholic is an abuse victim, but every abuse victim is an alcoholic (or under the influence of some other addiction). I am beginning to wonder myself how many of the drunk drivers reported in the papers and on the news are really under the influence of abuse. How many of the people we know at work that cant resist having one to many at the company Christmas party are victims as well. Has anyone else noticed that there is at least one falling down drunk person at any wedding theyve attended? Ive been that person.
Here is another thought. I, at more than one time in my life aspired to be a police officer, and as I met more abuse victims, I found that at least two became officers, and one just couldnt pass the physical because of his other ailments. I think its in us to seek law enforcement, and similar respect demanding positions in an attempt to boost our self esteem and validate our self-worth, not to mention the ability to put the bad guys away. How many of us are fire fighters doing something that makes us feel good about ourselves? How many are lawyers? Probably not many lawyers because I suspect the self-esteem issues made us think we were not capable of making it through all those tough college courses.
Does anyone else like to wear t-shirts that bolster our coolness with the stuff thats written on them? Come on, really be honest here, how many of us were going out to the bar and asked themselves what would be cooler to wear? Hmmm, the Super bowl Pats or the Mets, Yankees subway series, or maybe I should wear the one Pete brought back from Woodstock 99?
I think about this sometimes. I think about all the things that affect us, and I think about all the statistics out there, one in six men one in four men one in ten men. Nobody talks or likes to admit, or sometimes doesnt think the game that man played with them is abuse, so there is no way to know, but we all know the number is high. And I find myself sitting in class, on a train, my kids play or walking around the school science fair and I try to pick us out. Which ones are in our club? Have you ever done that? I find myself in a room that has eighty to a hundred men and I know theyre out there, with me at that very moment no matter which statistic you believe. Which ones? That slim man in the nice suit holding his wifes hand? No, probably not, how about the big guy, a little unkempt, sporting the property of NASCAR shirt with his cell phone hanging out as another symbol of importance? Could be him, but you just cant go up and ask, Hi, excuse me, can I ask you a personal question?
I was watching COPS on television the other day and saw this one poor guy; he didnt strike me as the happy go lucky type. He was married, overweight, had drugs on him, and was out looking for a prostitute. Now I readily admit that maybe even this guy might not have been abused as a kid, but those signs screamed out at me. But lets assume for a moment Im right about this one. The police certainly wont help him find the root cause of his troubles. Maybe the court will help him receive treatment for the drug addiction but my bet is this guy would not even make the connection between his abuse and all his problems, and you cant fix what you dont know is broke.
I think part of the answer is getting this problem out in the open, somehow get to the point where we can discuss these issues openly. But how can you do that in a society that uses a hundred names for a penis except the word penis?
I wish I had more answers than questions.