I have been asked questions by a few parents that all boil down to the same thing.
- How do we heal?
- How do we move through this?
- Is there a light at the end of the tunnel?
I am not quite sure I am the best person to be answering these questions because I will be transparent, I am struggling with these issues as we speak.
There are a few things I do know.
- How do we heal?
I have a degree in criminology. Victims report over and over again that when a sentence is given to a person by a judge who harmed them or their family members, it creates closure, but it never heals them. The healing part now rests in the hands of those who have been harmed. The victim needs to figure out how to heal without the involvement of their abuser.
The question is then, how do we heal from things no one is ever going to apologize for?
Schools never apologize. Ever. They have all clearly been given the same instructions. No matter how severe the harm, they will not apologize. They will never admit liability. They know we could be recording. They won’t do it. They enter the plea: not guilty. If we are waiting for an apology and our healing is dependent on that in order to move forward, we are in trouble.
Healing is also not linear. I am really not in a place to give tips on healing. It is a messy process. One I think, is a worthy goal to work on. I don’t want to be angry for the rest of my life. I want to let this shit go. I hope that we all heal, as individuals and as a community. It’s hard to heal when you are still in it.
Healing is so individualized, but worthy of the effort in figuring out what you need to do to move on with peace.
2. How do we move through this?
While you are in the school system, it can be a state of survival mode. After having two kids graduate from the public school setting. Here are my suggestions.
a. You absolutely need to find yourself some kind of support system. A support group, a friend, a Facebook group…. something. Someone who is experiencing something similar to you. We need our people like we need air. We can experience and tolerate and move through a lot of shit, as long as we KNOW we aren’t alone. It’s when we feel separated from the pack, alone and unprotected, that we aren’t going to make it. Community care is essential.
b. Self-care like nobody’s business. This is going to look different for every person. If you need a bath every night before bed to survive, take it. If you need to ask for help from a neighbour so you can go for a walk once a week, ask for help. I am one who writes and needs to get everything out of me on paper. I journal a lot. We need to regulate our bodies. If we don’t prioritize our own regulation, no one else is going to do that. Don’t put your sex life on the back burner. Our bodies and brains need it. Watch comedies. Laughing is so important. Find relaxing activities to do within the limitations and opportunities in your own life. Find healthy things to increase your dopamine levels, naturally.
c. For me, I run on anger. It’s gas in my gas tank. Take your emotions and make them work for you. Figuring out how to do this is worth the effort and how people do this, will be dependent on how you process things.
d. There are counselling programs that offer therapy that is either free or very low cost. These can be great!
3. Is there light at the end of the tunnel?
I don’t know. I can’t guarantee you that it will only get easier from here on out.
But what I can tell you is that I truly believe there is ALWAYS hope.
All we need is a little bit of hope. I have hope in people. There ARE really good people in this world. There is goodness in us. You never know what is around the corner.
One of the quotes that I love from Judith Heuman, a disability activist, is:
“Change never happens at the pace we think it should. It happens over the years of people joining together, strategizing, sharing, and pulling all the levers they possibly can. Gradually, excruciatingly slowly, things start to happen, and then suddenly, seemingly out of the blue, something will tip.”
Who would have ever guessed that the Ombudsperson BC would do an exclusion investigation??? Didn’t see that one coming!
When I was in university in my early twenties, my most favourite teacher of all time ended her class with giving everyone a mustard seed in a bag. I didn’t realize that it’s connected to a religious verse. But the point of this message was, that as long as you have hope as small as a mustard seed, nothing will be impossible for you. Mustard seeds are very tiny. I can tell you that I still have that mustard seed over 25 years later in my wallet. I have always carried it with me.
She was a very special teacher. I almost dropped out, and she convinced me to stay. So, yeah. This mustard seed that she handed out to the class has stayed with me for 25 years. I just need a bit of hope. That’s it. It has served me well.
I have a couple favourite quotes.
“When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you must believe that one of two things will happen:
There will be something solid for you to stand upon, or, you will be taught to fly.”
― Patrick Overton,
My other poem that I love, I found on a locker door of the EA I was replacing. I was an on-call EA when I was in university. The ride on the metro one morning to work was when I really started thinking about dropping out. I spoke to my teacher the next day.
The poem I found on the EA’s locker I was replacing that morning was this.
“Risks
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
― Leo F. Buscaglia
To me, in order to have hope, we have to weed through unknown territory. Never knowing how things are going to work out. We need hope. We need to risk moving forward without knowing the end results.
Never lose hope.
I find reading documentary books or reading about history to remind me to always hope. There have been some incredible people who have done incredible things, against all odds. Whatever you have to do to keep the hope alive, it’s worth it. Reading about disability history to me, feeds me. We stand on the shoulders of giants.