She turned to the teleprompter, looked out into the sea of men in the audience. Each of us held a large childhood picture in our arms. “It’s hard to see all of your pictures,” she told us as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
Then taping began…
For the next three hours I grieved amongst a group of 200 men who were all survivors of child abuse. Some at the hands of strangers, most by adults we knew and trusted. Most of the men here today, and Oprah, were abused by more than one adult. Some were abused by other children, and some went on to be abused into adulthood.
Many of our abusers lived complete lives, free from incarceration. Free from having to answer for their horrific acts. They live in your communities.
When I wasn’t crying I was trying to stay present, in this moment. But I often did what I do whenever my trauma approaches. I disassociate. I felt myself watching the studio of men from a safe distance even as I was sitting in the middle of it.
Oprah began the discussion with Tyler Perry, a film producer who recently disclosed his personal history of abuse. I could see this audience of 200 men collectively unhinge itself. I saw men all around me crying and exhibiting incredibly pained expressions of grief. I felt like I was at a funeral for a close friend. I saw old men crying inconsolably, just like the little boys who died in their hearts.
There was a man sitting across from me. His face was bunched up so tightly and he hunched over again and again sobbing. All I wanted to do was walk across this studio and give this boy some reassurance.
I looked down at the picture sitting on my lap, then turned it face down. It was too painful to see that boy’s false smile. Like a pulse, the words of Tyler Perry kept slicing through my heart. “I felt like I died as a child.”
If Oprah would have allowed us to hold up a picture of any child I wouldn’t have held up my own. I’m still alive. I can look into the eyes of my baby daughter. I have a beautiful and supportive wife waiting for me at home. No, I would have held up a picture of my best friend Eddie. When he died, the police report indicated that he hung himself with a bed sheet. They said he “suffered from depression” or that “drug use contributed” to his death. The newspaper never says “he died from child abuse.”
Eddie had a beautiful daughter of his own. She was just a child when he passed. Now we are both the caretakers of his memory. I will never have the priviledge of having his quick wit and infectious laughter fill up my soul with life. We were once just two abused kids, just trying to make it through. Now he is gone and I am here.
The studio was filled with lights and cameras. The film crews shuffled around, doing many things all at the same time. Oprah was the calming presence in the middle of it. She looked us in the eye and in her eyes I could see an underlying message to all of us men. Just stay with me a little longer.
I struggled to keep my eyes open. The exhaustion was so great my body was shutting down.
Twin brothers, about my age, got up from the front row and joined Oprah in the center. They began to disclose the story of their abuse. Molested by priests for 13 years. I felt this anger and rage fill my body, every hair rising up. I looked around at the other men in the audience and saw a reflection of outrage. These boys told their mother, but they weren’t believed. So the abuse continued.
I looked up, from time to time, at the cameras around me. One camera stood directly at me for the entire taping. I wondered if my face would be broadcast. I wondered about all the people in my life who didn’t know. Imagine the shock if you just turned the channel on the Oprah Show one day and saw your son, brother, nephew, friend, or uncle sitting in that audience. Would you mourn for him? Would you wonder who his abuser was? Would you believe him? Would you reach out to him and offer support? What if you were his abuser?
Towards the end Oprah opened it up to questions. My body became a tangle of pins and needles. I had something to say. We all had something to say. I saw a man in his 50’s stand up to speak and wondered how many decades he had waited to finally say something here. There would never be a moment like this again for any of us.
We filmed two shows that day and were only barely scratching the surface of all that went on. I think Oprah saw this so she let us speak. The Q&A session was never aired. I’m not sure that it mattered.
Before I knew it I was in a bus heading to the airport. There were so many guys I wanted to say goodbye to but never got the chance. But I had nothing left to muster. So I buried my head into a pillow on the flight back.
From flying to Chicago, filming two episodes of The Oprah Show, and flying back to Seattle, it had all happened in less than 48 hours. Even now, i’m still recovering from that short and great impact on my life.
One thing I realized is that when we hold secrets we hold back a piece of ourselves. We deprive our friends, family, and spouses from the true joy in our hearts. They can never know our stories unless we tell it. So many men and women went to their graves having never told anyone.
So I think of all the people in the past who weren’t given the opportunity to grieve. I think of my abuser.
I am not sure what happened to him. I don’t think he will ever tell us. I know what he took away from me. There were men his age in that audience. These men were born from a generation even further entrenched in the silence. Their presence brought me hope.
I do believe that men who tell are the exception, not the rule. That is what made this Oprah special a very unique experience. We have always been told that boys don’t cry. Yet they always do.
These men stood together, in front of millions, despite our society.
These men stood with a powerful female advocate.
I am not sure of the long term impact of these shows, but what I do know is the extraordinary effect the show had on the lives of the men. We are telling our family and friends for the first time. We are confronting our abusers. We have started campaigns to combat abuse. We are going into therapy. We are telling our stories.
200 of Oprah’s Men. I am proud to call myself one of them. They say that one motivated soul can affect change on an entire society. Imagine what 200 can do. Imagine if we all finally woke up and began to really talk for the first time.
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wonderful job, darling!
Dear Chris,
Thank you for this very beautiful posting. It exudes the power of truth and vulnerability which is a rich gift for so many. Thank you.
Someone once said, ‘pain is the path to greatness; pain is dysfunction leaving the body’. I say, that it’s the expression of pain like you have shared in this note, and as all you men shared together during the Oprah show, that is the path to greatness.” Breaking silence is the path to greatness you all so deserve. And thank you for the beautiful tribute to your friend. I’m so touched by working on this cause, for your friend, for his daughter, and for all those boys and men still out there in the world who need to speak the pain of what happened to them. You all are holding the torch.
Thank you Chris.
Hi Chris
Thank you for sharing your writing and thinking with us. Its beautifully honest and generously shared. What an amazing gift you guys gave to the world…your examples of courage and openness in coming forward and standing up will encourage so many others to come forward as well. A million ripples…we’re already seeing it! I feel very honored to know you, and I appreciate so very much your willingness to help with the messages of Just Tell so that we can reach the boys who are being sexually abused today.
Peace.
Vivian
I know I’ve said this a lot but you guys were so incredibly brave and courageous. Your (all 200 men) participation on this show has generated and incredible dialogue that has been silenced by lies and shame. Slowly people are coming forward, finding support and strength.
It was difficult for me to find a photo of myself when the abuse was going on, not because there no pictures but because they were difficult to look at. Thank you for giving me the strength to post the picture on facebook and stand with you all.
Dear Brother:
Thank you for so eloquently telling this story. It is very well written and very well explains the experiences many of us had while participating in these two incredible productions. I am honoured to have stood with you.
A colleague, who is also a grandmother told me today that the show sparked discussions in her grandson’s school. The grandson is 14. He said that because of the show he now knew that if he, or any of his friends were to be sexually abused or assaulted that it was never, ever their fault, and that it would be ok to tell someone. This colleague, this gandmother had me in tears for I knew we had accomplished our mission in coming forward on Oprah. A young boy now knows its ok to tell, and that regardless of what he might be told by an abuser, it would never be his fault.
Was coming forward worth it? The exposure? The being “out”? Feeling vulnerable? You betcha!
Amazing blog this one. Clearly it needed more than 48hrs! Maybe a debriefing would have been helpful. Thanks for sharing this
Thank you so much for sharing. I am very touched by the show and by your words. I cried throughout for all of the sweet little boys in the pictures, for all of the pain and suffering we have all endured from abuse. I felt such rage at perpetrators and such grief for the ones abused. My hope is that childhood sexual abuse will be eradicated, that we will all heal and all children will be safe.
Blessed Be your good heart.
May we all be free from Suffering.
With tear-filled eyes I am embracing the beauty of your heart’s expression of your experience. Extraordinarily beautiful.. A light quite bright shining through the pain. Thank you Chris.
I was there too!!!
During the Q&A,I was able to address the “other 10%” those boys who were abducted and raped by a stranger. I fit into the 90% and 10%. I think it would have broke my heart if I was unable to speak that truth. It was by fate..that see noticed me.. heal well my brothers
Julian….Mr Blue Shirt
sorry miss print. that she noticed me.
All I can say is WOW. I am in awe of your bravery and eloquence.
This was simply amazing. I don’t have sufficient words to express how amazing this is. I’m abuse survivor too, but female, and it has always killed me inside that society has made it so hard for males to be able to come forward and tell what’s happened and to get help. It’s so unfair. Unfair doesn’t even cover it. But, what you wrote about, what you all did, hearing about it from your point-of-view, is incredible. Thank you for being so courageous and helping others at the same time.
Thanks Christopher for sharing your personal experience on the Oprah show. As accustomed as I have become to speaking out about child abuse, and sexual abuse, I am still awestruck by the courage it takes to tell our truths. Thanks for mentioning Eddie. My cousin rammed her car into a tree on a clear summer night. They called it an “accident.” Has anyone ever admitted that she’d endured sexual abuse and ended her pain? No. We remember those that could not survive.
Chris,
What a beautiful, moving post. The Oprah shows were powerful and I do hope that new eyes will now be opened to the pain and devastation of child sexual abuse that might not have been opened before.
Thank you for sharing your story; it is so honest and raw -I have no doubt it will help others. And I do hope it has helped you.
With all the very best,
Susan Komisar Hausman
Chris, thank you for sharing this view as one of the 200 men who were on the Oprah Show. I cried along with everyone throughout the show. As an incest survivor, the show brought back memories of when I first started to break the silence and tell my own story of incest. I believe that this show was just the beginning of the healing process for so many men and women who now have been given the freedom to speak out by watching your example on Oprah. It is time for all of us who have survived to break the bonds of shame and the fear of being blamed. I have been talking about my own healing from incest for over 20 years. Now I talk about it online through my blog Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker as a way to reach out to other incest survivors who may just down be starting out on their own journeys.
Chris, I’m glad you had a good experience. I wrote about the first show and wrote what I didn’t like about it. But recently wrote about the second show and had a completely different take. Thank you for coming forward!