A groomer can
- Being a 'good listener' aka 'being there'.
- Showing 'empathy'.
- Be seemingly nice and generous.
This gives the CSA survivor trust in their predator who might then
- Rubbing on a back
- Patting a leg
- Putting hand(s) on shoulder(s)
- Intense tickling
As trust is won and the survivor gets used to the 'warm' physical touch, a predator may
- Show too much affection such as forced kissing
- Touch/fondle in inappropriate places
- Engage in sexual abuse at varying levels.
Unfortunately, this wasn't just a theory for me. In my blog post, #MeAsWell: For What It's Worth, I go into my own experiences with CSA (Childhood Sexual Abuse) at the hands of at least two males, one of whom was a church camp counselor. I didn't immediately recognize what was happening even when the groomer(s) took it to from a little inappropriate to an unquestionable violation of my person. As puberty was descending on me it all started to dawn on me. I had been sexually abused and the ignorance of my youngest years about what was happening gave way over time to many emotions/cognitions:
- Confusion: Why did I allow it to happen? Why did I tolerate it? Did I 'secretly like it'? I've over time come to the understanding that I didn't:
- Ask for it. It was forced upon me. Not always necessarily physically, but often after by what I realize now emotional blackmail.
- Appreciate what was happening. I was nowhere near puberty when it started. So, I realize that (and this disgusts me saying this) any positive feelings from the grooming and inappropriate touch early on were mistaken feelings of acceptance. That is, if he is comfortable 'touching'*** me and being this close then that must me I be likable. Little kids value and crave acceptance and I was no different. Clearly my young child psyche was telling me I wasn't getting appropriate type and level of acceptance where I needed it. Therefore, when a predator threw 'acceptance' at me, disguised as 'caring', I was unfortunately taken in by it. Mistaking inappropriate attention for acceptance.
- Feelings of Weakness/Shame/How could I have let it happen? Unfortunately, 20/20 hindsight can be brutal
- As a teenager and beyond I thought to myself how could I let myself be violated like that, especially by other guys.
- Why didn't I stand up for myself and how the hell could I not have realized it was wrong. In other words, deep shame.
- Anger
- How dare someone use me like that, looking out for themselves. (I believe this is one reason I despise idiot drivers who risk my safety for their own impatience).
- That someone was able to turn my vulnerability on me and take advantage of me.
- That I wasn't protected by those who were supposed to be my guardians.
- Deep distrust
- Those who purported to have cared about me, really didn't and they were looking out for their own 'fulfillment' (at my expense). One was in a position of 'religious' leader.
- It's a pretty easy step step to default distrust of intentions (even subconsciously) if those who were supposed to 'care' about you proved to have deeply selfish, sick and harmful motives.
- Those who were supposed to be keeping me safe, let me down. So, I have to look out for myself.
- I realize to some degree now, the world was a more trusting world back then. Priest/teacher/Hollywood producer/etc. type scandals were not in the news.
- Things like this weren't spoken of. So, parents I think in some ways were 'groomed' to not be able to appreciate and handle these type situations.
- If there is already dysfunction in the house, it can be distracting from a primary purpose of parents to keep the household (including kids) safe.
- Disgust
- I am disgusted by some behaviors now that I might have just overlooked. Obviously, seeing a grown-up be 'too friendly' with a kid is one of them.
- In some ways, I am deeply put off by arrogant behavior. I'm almost in a way disgusted by their behavior.
- I have struggled at times in my life being comfortable around older men, especially if I sense anything 'off' about them.
- Anxiety
- I'm not going to delve into this one. I think this one is obvious and it is really in some ways an extension/logical conclusion of all the other feelings/cognitions.
- Powerlessness
- I was pressured, bullied, cajoled, and even though I didn't necessarily always realize it at the time, threatened in other's pursuit of their unhealthy/wrong satisfaction/needs.
- I've heard from other CSA and/or SA survivors that their feelings of powerlessness can get in the way of intimacy. In other words, if you felt powerless in an area which you should have felt safe--your personhood--that it is hard to give up control or power in that area. In other words, that's an area which we'd tend to default to trying to 'get back' control.
- Seeking control can take the form of 'frigidness'. This means, I won't allow you or anyone into my intimate space.
- Seeking control can take the form of promiscuity. This means, I am taking back control or at leverage of my intimacy for my advantage as opposed to that of others.
*** I mean more than touch but you know, not an easy thing to share with the world.
In this blog post, I am focusing on CSA because that's the one I'm most personally familiar with (being a survivor of it). However, I'm aware that other traumas can cause a wide range of emotions. The murder/death of someone close or the sudden and acute health problems are just a couple.
I refer this this as "The Wild West of Emotions" as we think of the Wild West as being:
- Tending to be intense
- Often unpredictable in timing and intensity
- Raw, especially emotionally.
- Untamed
I think my own personal list demonstrates this. I'm sure many others who have experienced significant traumas can relate. To whomever reads this, I hope you gain a little insight or unfortunately if necessary can relate. In any case, as always feel free to take what you can use from my post.
Thanks,
Rich
* A personal note. I think my late brother was a CSA survivor. Unfortunately, I believe effects of this haunted him in some ways for the rest of his life and help lead to his early passing. RIP Bill.
