Curious, Unaware and Unequipped
When I was a kid, my brother was into Venus flytraps. They put off a pleasing scent that draws the flies toward them. The fly is curious but unaware of the danger as it moves into the plant. With the barbs pointing inward the fly is able to move forward but not back. Once it realizes the danger it is too late and it is unequipped to deal with the danger and escape.
That was the image that came to mind this morning as I met with my rent-a-friend. I am struggling with “why?” Why did I allow the perp to do that to me? Why didn’t I fight back? Why didn’t I run? Why didn’t I at least say “no”?
I was curious. I was curious if this cool older kid might really want to be my friend. But like the fly, I was unaware of the danger the first time I said hello to him and started hanging out with him.
And when I was finally alone with him at his house, I was unequipped to resist. In fact, my family had groomed me to be agreeable and go along. “Greg is so easy going. He never gives us any problems. He never creates waves”. To whatever degree my perp groomed me, he was helped by my crazy family that didn’t equip me to stand up for myself and to fight back. In fact they groomed me to be passive, compliant and to go along.
I am not there yet, but after today’s session with my T, I am finally open to the possibility that it wasn’t my fault. Though I am not where I want to be, my T is teaching me to be content with baby steps. So for now I will choose to feel good about that.
That was the image that came to mind this morning as I met with my rent-a-friend. I am struggling with “why?” Why did I allow the perp to do that to me? Why didn’t I fight back? Why didn’t I run? Why didn’t I at least say “no”?
I was curious. I was curious if this cool older kid might really want to be my friend. But like the fly, I was unaware of the danger the first time I said hello to him and started hanging out with him.
And when I was finally alone with him at his house, I was unequipped to resist. In fact, my family had groomed me to be agreeable and go along. “Greg is so easy going. He never gives us any problems. He never creates waves”. To whatever degree my perp groomed me, he was helped by my crazy family that didn’t equip me to stand up for myself and to fight back. In fact they groomed me to be passive, compliant and to go along.
I am not there yet, but after today’s session with my T, I am finally open to the possibility that it wasn’t my fault. Though I am not where I want to be, my T is teaching me to be content with baby steps. So for now I will choose to feel good about that.