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2006-01-08 - 2:23 p.m. and then this happened... well didn�t I kick over a can of worms again� what a subconscious mind I've got under the lid... seriously, I appreciate all the concern (and even appreciate the hate mail, though I am puzzled why anyone who claims to be reading me regularly would email me for the very first time in a negative or hostile way (don�t mean any of you who contacted me publicly in comments or who called with concern, mind you, your concern is much appreciated... I'm giving up sleep for you to prove it)� I am wondering why some people would read me for a long time and reach out only when they find something to berated me about (or prejudge negatively or misunderstanding)� and why anyone who never had any contact with before would presume they know me well enough to judge me, case closed, based on five words, well, the wonders of human nature never cease to amaze me� no worries about my emotional or psychological well being, I take abuse for a living (no joke)... when was the last time someone tried to spit in your eye or take your head off with a heavy wooden chair?... anger lets me know you care about something, even if you are not exactly sure why or how or about what... but we'll get to that later... and if my laughing offends anyone, well, consider reading the rest of the words again and take the other thousand or so words as seriously (and believe them as much) as the five words that got you to finally say hell� and hello� personally, I would think any reasonable system of belief or common sense alone would suggest a person say hello to a stranger before telling them to go to hell, ya know?� word. yes, I am still playing with words, and the message so far in this entry is to a select few who never contacted me before yesterday and mixes sarcasm with seriousness, but then, I would hope that that is at least one of the things you come here for since it�s an integral part of my writing style (a mix of sarcasm and seriousness)� now to answer the rest of you who have said hello at least once and know me well enough to know my name and come here with an open mind looking for the fun of words (cuz that�s my first reason for writing here)� and to my friends and you dear folk becoming friends� I trust you know didn�t mean to tweak any nerve hard enough to hurt or cause any serious stress and in the limited time I had last night I tried to get word to each of you privately and in my comments to quell any worries you had� most of this entry is going to come from an email I wrote inspired by your comments and the question of what I meant by #5 on the short list in the previous entry� you might need to read that before this one to get the point, but proceed any way you please... some of this entry will even be the first comment I wrote in response to comments left for the previous entry, a comment that I somehow needed to re-write cuz I could not find it for upload after getting distracted by my roommates... as I said, I won�t quote from yesterday�s entry, but I will tease a bit by pointing you to the rest of the entry, specifically the preramble that leads to #1 and then #3, #4, and #5 in the rambling list� and if you don�t have enough time to read all that again, then how about #2 on the short list?� seriously... I love you all J especially you few worried about my reputation� maybe I should take it more seriously, but I find an online reputation an amusing (hysterically funny at times) concept because, well, read the entry linked as word and see if you can understand that perspective� I will try to babble a bit less and be a bit more succinct here out of respect for a few of you who really do appear concerned for me� I woke up yesterday afternoon, a few hours earlier than I usually do, cuz my phone was ringing a few times and I had to go find where I left it cuz it was about time for Precious to need something� during my sleep time, which is usually daylight hours, I will usually look at my phone if it wakes me and if it is not Precious, I will most likely roll over and continue sleeping unless I feel rested� it�s a matter of maintaining the body�s health, not rudeness or avoiding your calls and I trust you to understand that that is part of life on a night shift� I decided the phone rang enough so that I should listen to the messages even though I still needed four more hours sleep to make eight and I try to get eight hours at least every other day and yesterday was one of those other days cuz I didn't catch up on sleep on Monday as I usually do� one voice mail message in particular was from someone I respect enough to get me out of bed to look at the computer and I came, read your comments, and wrote the following comment that somehow didn�t get posted (as I said, I lost it while distracted by my roomies and wrote another comment instead� hey, hopefully the comments I left helped clear up the confusion, but remember I was in a deep sleep stupor and I think some wise part of me might have considered my first comment a bit too playful to just drop here and head back to sleep� anyway, this was the comment that was (or wasn�t, actually): I just woke to get a drink and should be back asleep, but decided to sit down and drink my water because laying down in bed and drinking water often leads to wet sheets cuz I just might fall back to sleep before I put the cap back on the water bottle... what woke me was the phone and voice mails suggest I check behind the candoor so here I am... so maybe that helps even more than the comment yesterday and maybe it doesn�t and maybe it even shocks or upsets even more people but I am what I am and I hope my fearlessness and lack of inhibition and insecurity is not mistaken for disrespect or something harmful based on your fears, history, or insecurities... I mean no harm and am trying to find the words that convey the message I think will clarify my meaning� and now I will pull from the email I wrote when I realized I was not going to fall back to sleep which digs deeper into the subject at hand� succinct?... that might be wise, but I am not feeling succinct at the moment... I think I woke something up in me (and maybe lots of you too) and that sets me off the babble to find just what it is that woke up... feel free (seriously) to edit me if you think anything in my thoughts is word putting up in neon or quoting... really, seriously... the following is coming from an email I wrote to reassure a dear new friend that I am not a monster... and in the real reality, my claims at who I am mean nothing for you will come to your own conclusion based on whatever you read, but I hope you read on and think about the message in the following more personal (and hopefully more real) layer of this me who lives behind the candoor: I'm gonna rant a bit... that's the introductory preramble... I seldom write a letter (or an entry, or anything, perhaps) without greasing up my literary brain and fingers with some rambling... now let's actually get to the source of all the rhubarb (and maybe the following should be an entry all it's own... I hope to hear what you really think):
think about that... words mean nothing, what are we doing about it?... the trauma and abuse does not end when the touching stops, it begins in another horrible way... the same cultural fear and ignorance happens in how too many people deal with rape... it is a physical act... we turn it into a psychological time bomb and permanent mental emotional trauma too easily by not dealing with it, by trying to bury it and make it go away, by blaming the victim and believing they are forever tainted, scarred, impure, not to be accepted in fine society... our culture loves the victim because it makes us all feel better to think we are not them... it could never happen to me, we like to think, and yet available statistics say 1 out of 4 girls in our modern culture are sexually molested in their childhood and that is just what is reported... the taboo (not the act or feeling) can be even worse for boys, so even fewer boys would report it... scary yes, but deal with it... the first harm can be stopped by removing the child from the pedophile's grasp... the second harm continues for a lifetime because we almost all do it no matter how well meaning or well intended we are... just think about your reaction to reading five words among thousands in a diary of more than a thousand pages... it is not often a kid can reach the level of healing that allows them to laugh at the phrase I was a child pedophile because there is so much going against the healing, but the few who do can accept what happened to them and the mixed feelings they have about sex and start to let go of the stigma because they can laugh at the confusion and fear and powerlessness behind it... and that can break the cycle... in my daily physical life I work to help people see past their fears and laugh at the trauma which is the ultimate healing (and I know as well as anyone how challenging and sometimes unsuccessful that process can be)... I work with kids who are institutionalized, torn from the warmth and comfort and only life they ever knew (and their fondest dream is that nothing is wrong with them or with their parents and their parents will come take them home and love them without hurting them)... they are thrown in with other kids, strangers, all of whom have varying levels of trauma, some suicidal, some homicidal, all ready to teach each other how to act out in an institutionalized setting... all passing on the institutional tricks of the trade, how to get attention from staff by any means possible, how to get drugs from doctors by any means possible, how to avoid and disassociate from the nightmare by any means possible... staff who, in some cases, hopefully have a high school diploma and make a little more than minimum wage and have no idea how to understand the rage the kid, the patient throws at them... staff who, due to lack of experience, training, and education, over-personalize the kid's rage and demand something be done with that patient... the child was ripped from the womb, however cruel or abusive that womb, and thrown into a system that treats them as a commodity... they have a price tag on their heads... they fill a bed that brings money into the business that has lofty goals, but pays squat to uneducated staff who too often take out their own frustrations on the kids... this is the mental health care system... this is supposed to be the cure for the abuse the kids have been through... the kids are labeled, catalogued, process, and stored in out of the way buildings with pretty sounding names and provided treatment because they are sick in the head... eight year old kids walking around so drugged they can pass for junkies on the street... because they are so angry and their rage must be controlled... eleven year old girls pinned to a mat by three adult men - to protect them from hurting themselves or someone else... because they are so angry and their rage must be controlled... because there's not enough staff, because there's not enough money, because there's not enough real caring about these kids... sure, you are outraged at the word pedophile... at the concept... at the person who might be one... at the act it represents... you are ready to rip his nuts off... you are ready to vote the death penalty or at least castration... you are so damned angry you forget all about the kids... the ones you label victim for the rest of their lives... the stigma they carry is a psychological branding, a curse perpetuated by all of us... the treatment they receive is too often as abusive, albeit in different ways, as the original abuse... and it lasts a lifetime because we make it so... I wish people would think about this when they see the word pedophile... the child who only wants the unconditional love from their parent that every child is supposed to have and curses the world for taking her or him away from home, for locking her or him up, for letting the abuse happen, and for continuing a different abuse under the guise of helping or saving her or him... and we tell ourselves... it is for their own good... in my writing, I escape from the emotional work and let go of as much of the cultural mores and rules and dare myself to write whatever comes to mind, to free associate and explore the infinite possibilities and hopefully come up with some words that amuse and teach me something about myself and others and ultimately, have fun while offering some worthwhile ideas to the world... because I prove to myself every day that I can trust myself to deal with hate and anger and not deflect it, but digest it and hand it back as love... tangible honest love... you, dear reader, get to decide which is which... and I love you all.
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