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a sister’s love – a reblog by Survivor Road

Published April 15, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Stupendous. I can’t help wondering who damaged her. Thanks so much for sharing light on this little acknowledged area of child sexual abuse. I’m re-blogging.

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In silence she moves
the air itself doesn’t betray her presence
there is nothing to announce her arrival

She walks slowly
bulbous eyes locked on the floor
where, in the center
her prize awaits

She approaches the ball slowly
like a cat stalking it’s lunch
so does she move
Her eyes burning with the hunger
of her crazed desires

She reaches the boy
strokes his hair
her defensive hard shell strangely soft
her touch deceitfully gentle

He tightens against her presence
but she murmurs
almost purrs
as her eight legs begin to pry at him
unfolding his frame
until he lies before her, unable to move
held fast to the floor

Her fangs drip with the venom of her lust
and he closes his eyes,
wishing himself gone
as she bends down and begins her feast
taking what she wishes
leaving him filled with shame
humiliation
fear


For a…

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The Truth Shall Set You Free?

Published April 15, 2017 by Nan Mykel

I apologize.  I failed to include one truth from my book Fallout: A Survivor Talks to Incest Offenders and Others. I was afraid one piece of truth I came across might be destructive to victims of severe sexual abuse in childhood, and I didn’t want to depress them even further.  I have since realized that it may be important for those survivors to know and understand the full effects, which are reflected in the following:

“Child Sex Abuse Leaves Mark on the Brain,” by B. Bower, Science News of the Week, Vol. 147 June 3, 1995. “Two new brain-imaging studies, conducted independently, indicate that severe, repeated sexual abuse in childhood underlies damage to a brain structure that helps to orchestrate memory. This cerebral injury may predispose people to experience an altered state of consciousness known as dissociation and to develop symptoms of post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD)”….They had remarkably smaller hippocampal volume. Dr. Murray Stein’s brain-imaging studies at he Univ. of Cal. at San Diego was supported by J. Douglas Brenner of Yale University School of Medicine….Since I didn’t (don’t) consider myself an extreme case of incest, I overlooked the  article. Later in my research I came across even more recent findings about this. I realize now that, with so much discounting of the effects of child sexual abuse, bringing this information forward, instead of depressing survivors, may be experienced as validation for their current feelings.

I lost the reference, but Jamie Talan in Newsday reported that physical, behavioral change can result from sexual abuse during childhood, as well as high testosterone and stress hormone cortisol and an adrenal hormone. Severely sexually abused young girls tend to reach puberty a year or two before their peers. The abused girls have fewer friends, are disliked by teachers and have high  levels of depression and attention deficit disorder.  (Of course this finding may reflect the attention deficit disorder, which would not endear them to teachers either.)

I apologize for leaving the above out of my book.

During therapy, accepting and grieving the loss of what might have been is an important step.

POEM BEGINNINGS …

Published April 15, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Pulling your hair only hurts your head–

that’s what grandma always said.

 

If you can’t say something nice,

then tell the truth said cousin Ruth.

 

The parole

of the troll

who stole

the payroll

won’ last long.

 

Sticks and stones

may break my bones

said brother Jones,

but words can really

piss me off!

What about North Korea?

Published April 14, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Thanks for your time and skill to educate me. I’m re-blogging.

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Korean War Memorial Buffalo Sister City 2017 Exchange Student at Korean War Memorial at Canalside

At the risk of sounding like an alarmist, I’m alarmed.  For work and for curiosity, I’ve spent many years following Asia; politics, culture, history, I went so far as to teach myself Chinese so I could read their papers, I was put into the Korean language program at the Defense Language Institute.

I spent a short time, in Korea, reading breaking news in Chinese and Korean and telling my bosses what I thought it meant.  I don’t claim to be a great brain on Geo-politics, but I’ve followed it and macro-economics for several decades.  Given my background, unqualified as it is, I’m growing more dismayed daily.

Korea and American friends Buffalo Sister City Korean Exchange Students with Buffalo State Program Director’s Kid

In a nutshell, our President is taking us into schoolyard fights with the world’s biggest bullies.  Putin – Russia’s…

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Feeling sorry for inanimate objects – a re-blog

Published April 13, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Delightful. Boy can I resonate to this! They may be a sort of transtional object, but long live transitional objects! I’m re-blogging!

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Credit: Danielle Hamer Photography/Abandoned Objects

I saw someone’s tweet today that caught my attention because I could relate to its sentiment.

True story @ work tonite I completely crushed a paper cup out of stress at work & almost threw it away but felt bad for the cup so I used it. 

And a few minutes later:

This falls under the same category as me feeling sad after accidentally stepping on an ant, but worse.

I thought I was the only one who ever had these absurd feelings of remorse or pity for inanimate objects, but apparently I’m not.

I remember a couple of years ago, when I was painting my kitchen Kelly green, I accidentally flung some of the paint from my brush all over a small throw pillow that had somehow wound up on the kitchen floor and I’d neglected to pick up and bring to safety.  (Don’t…

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BLATHERINGS

Published April 13, 2017 by Nan Mykel

WHAT IS WORTHY OF A POEM?

Life? Death? Love, sorrow or joy?

Evolution?

Elocution?

Execution?

Persecution?

The brain?

Summer rain?

Gone insane?

Window pane?

_______________________

I saw a vulture picking at a live groundhog today  (actually on the lawn in front of the hospital),   (JUST LIKE TIME PICKS AT ME)

The navel orange looked good , but didn’t have much juice,  I HAVE A NAVEL BUT DON’T LOOK GOOD AND DON’T HAVE MUCH JUICE EITHER.

My feet hurt tonight, poor things.  OH! I FORGOT!  THEY’RE ATTACHED TO ME!

My runny nose won the race.

 

Mack and Jack Work for Nan — a mini-script

Published April 13, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Mack and Jack are twins who were separated at birth and never knew they had a twin, or even that they were adopted until they see one another on the street in Athens, Ohio, and do a double-take (pun intended).  After seeing each other and talking, they are learning a bit more.

Jack:  Boy, Sells Park is one cool place!

Mack: Sure is.

Jack: Anything interesting in the news today?

Mack: Huh! I’ll say! For all their talk about patriotism, more than 1500 of the “one-percenters” renounced their U.S. citizenship last year so they didn’t have to pay taxes!

Jack: You sound like a Democrat!

Mack: Well sure…aren’t you?

Jack: Never!

Mack: WHAT!  A REPUBLICAN?!

Jack: You really are a Democrat?

Mack: To think that my one and only twin is a Republican!

Jack: Duh, if you had more than one you wouldn’t be a twin.

Mack: I thought twins were supposed to be more alike than…well, completely different! A one-percenter! I can’t get over it!  And here I thought you and Velma were broke!

Jack: We are! You can be a poor Republican. They’ll take whatever they can get.

Mack: How and why is what I want to know!  I’m a Union man,  Jack!

Jack: Your adoptive father is a Democrat?

Mack: Of course he is.

Jack: Mine was a Republican.

Mack: Oh…

Jack: I wonder what our natural mother was…is?

Mack: I heard 51 percent of white women voted for Trump.

Jack:  And I heard the Republicans want to make it a crime for a doctor to tell his pregnant patient if her baby is abnormal…

Mack: In these days of that debilitating mosquito!

Jack: Hopefully we’ll know how Mom voted on Saturday, when this show continues at the Farmers Market and we can meet our natural mother!

 

A CAUTIONARY TALE : Twelve Years with Sex Offenders

Published April 13, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Treating sex offenders for twelve years during their incarceration was an eye-opening experience for me, and I’m a psychologist.

Society’s anxiety about sexual abuse of children has prevented the free flow of information about vital issues for everyone–parent, child, victim, offender, family, and friends.

how family members foster re-offending

how incest is defined

how sexual abuse of children is defined

why incest offenders “do it.”

why victims don’t tell

whether/how to foster a better relationship between perpetrator and victim

how to counter thinking errors

what’s age-appropriate curiosity versus sexual abuse?

how parents should respond to their child’s flirtatiousness

how responsible are some children for their abuse

factors in degree of damage incurred

the role of guilt

what about one’s own sexual abuse?

will victims offend?

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