Shattering the silence

via Daily Prompt: Silence

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I don’t know how he got my telephone number, and he never told me his name. As soon as I identified myself, he blurted: “Why should a man tell anyone about his abuse?”

“He doesn’t need to tell anyone. He can keep it a secret until he dies,” I said.

“But talking is just talking—just mere words.”

Certain he referred to himself, I asked, “Have you ever told anyone?”

After a long silence, he mumbled, “No.”

“Suppose I had a tumor inside my body,” I said. “I could live with that a long time as it slowly grew. But I’d be aware and have some discomfort or even a lot of pain. And suppose the tumor wasn’t operable. Then what?”

He didn’t respond, so I said, “You might use medication to shrink that tumor. It would likely take place over a period of time, but you could do it.”

“So you think that’s what talking does?”

“It worked for me,” I said, “and for many men who’ve talked with me.”

Before we hung up, I gave him one of my original maxims: I know of myself only what I say of myself.

By that I meant we have to speak the words of our pain to someone else for the healing to begin. “Survivors need other people,” I told him. “If you don’t want to start with a spouse or a good male friend, go to a professional.

“Once you can start talking about it, you become an instrument of your own healing. You enlist others. Each time you’re able to talk about it—”

“The more effective, right?”

I tried to explain that we’ve been created to connect with other humans. And with a basic need to be understood by others. I’m convinced that as I enable others to understand me, I also learn to understand myself.

Silence

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One thought on “Shattering the silence

  1. My solitary pain fills me up, almost to over flowing. Must move carefully so that it doesn’t spill out, staining my life. I carefully pour some out, telling a friend my secrets. Now, I can move with more ease. As long as it doesn’t fill up again…..

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