Friday, March 31, 2017

Heart of the Matter

by Brian T. Lynch, MSW

I knew a boy once who had a long red mark on his neck that someone thought was from physical abuse by his father. I talked to the boy. When I asked how he got the mark on his neck, he fell silent. Then he motioned for me to follow him. 

He brought me outside to a shed in the back yard and opened the door. He pointed to a piece of rope on the floor and said,"I tried to hang myself, but the rope broke," I put my hand on his shoulder as we both just stared at the rope.

I went back to the house to speak with his dad, The man clearly loved his son. He said he just wanted his boy to grow up "the right way." He admitted he yelled a lot, but said he would never touch is son because of the way his own dad had beaten him as a child. 

I asked the father to show me his scars from those beatings. He pointed to his heart and said, "They are all here inside me." 

"That," I said, "is where your son's scars are as well." Then I told him how his son got the mark on his neck. The man called his son into the room, grabbed him in a hug and wept. The scars that harm us most are almost always the ones no one else can see.

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