Supernormal. Мэг Джей

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      Flight

       If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can transform one million realities.

      —Maya Angelou

      When Mara was a newborn, her mother had an urge to throw her against the wall. She rocked her in a nursing chair each day and night, and all the while she stared at a spot across the room, a target where she imagined hurling her baby girl. One evening when she thought she could resist no more, she turned out the lights so she would not see the spot and wedged herself tightly in a corner, knees to her chest, squeezing Mara hard. This is how Mara’s father found them, both wailing. Don’t turn on the light, Mara’s mother said, confessing everything between terrified sobs. Mara’s father crouched in frozen fear as mother and baby screamed together and, before he could act, his wife’s shrieks reached a piercing crescendo and the baby fell silent. Both parents thought Mara had died when in fact, she had fallen fast asleep. As if a switch inside her had simply turned off, she went from being a squirmy, squealing baby to a limp and quiet, eight-pound source of warmth. That night, Mara’s mother was hospitalized with what the doctors at first thought might be postpartum depression—except that after she came home and Mara went from being a baby to a toddler, it only got worse.

      Once a busy caterer who loved to try out new dishes on her family and friends, Mara’s mother became more irritable and unpredictable with each passing year, and Mara and her father never knew if dinner would be on the table or on the ceiling. More than once, Mara packed her child-size suitcase to run away, but because she was not allowed to leave the yard, she sat in the farthest corner of their large wooded lot and stared at the sky. It seemed so empty, it was like looking at nothing, except for the birds and the planes that flew whichever way they wanted. Watching them, Mara could sit out there for hours.

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      In response to fear, our brains are hardwired for fight or flight. Yet when fighting back is not an option and neither is physical flight, many supernormal children stick around and comply with what the situation demands while, on the inside, they find ways to escape. Maybe they fall asleep when they become overwhelmed, or they flee without leaving the yard. Even when their bodies must stay put, they take their minds somewhere else. This is one of the key survival strategies of many resilient children: One way or another, they get away. They resist being defined or engulfed by whatever ails those near to them.

      According to psychologists Susan Folkman and Richard Lazarus, there are two ways of coping with stress: problem-focused coping in which the individual works to fix the problem, and emotion-focused coping in which the individual manages his emotional response. Problem-focused coping and emotion-focused coping are somewhat akin to modern forms of fight or flight, and neither approach is inherently better than the other. Rather, much like the Serenity Prayer taught in Alcoholics Anonymous—God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference—the art of adaptation is choosing the right way to cope at the right time. Many resilient children find ways to minimize the impact of their difficult surroundings, often first by trying to fight back, to change things somehow and improve their lot. If that does not work, they do not necessarily accept their situation but they accept that, at least in the moment, they cannot change it, and they distance themselves from the chaos around.

      Distancing is a form of emotion-focused coping, one based on the recognition that while we may not be able to change the bad things that happen to us, we can change how much we pay attention to those bad things and how much we let them affect us. In psychology, the oldest and broadest term for such distancing is dissociation, a word that refers to a wide variety of strategies that allow us to disengage from our surroundings. The most extreme forms of dissociation are associated with post-traumatic stress disorder, and tend to be sensationalized and pathologized in books and movies. Maybe this was why, as an adult, Mara wondered what her lifelong tendency toward dissociation meant about her mental health. The most common forms of dissociation, however, are not necessarily sensational or problematic but are typically used as creative and temporary forms of coping. Listen to how, as a child, Maya Angelou minimized the impact of her time spent in Missouri, a place where she lived for many months and where she was chronically sexually abused by her mother’s boyfriend: “In my mind, I only stayed in St. Louis a few weeks.” Or hear how Angelou’s brother, Bailey, handled his own childhood terrors: “He explained when we were smaller that when things were very bad his soul just crawled behind his heart and curled up and went to sleep. When he awoke, the fearful thing had gone away.”

      Knowing how and when to separate ourselves from our surroundings may sound sophisticated, but psychologist Harry Stack Sullivan argued that such distancing is “the most basic capacity of the human mind to protect its own stability,” and its use can be seen even in very young infants. This is probably best illustrated in the “still-face” research designed by psychologist Edward Tronick. In these studies, a mother straps her months-old infant into a car seat and interacts with her baby normally for a moment or two. Then she looks away and turns back toward the infant with an expressionless face. This is disconcerting for the baby, who then attempts to engage her, usually first by smiling. When this fails and the mother maintains her stony expression as instructed, the baby escalates his attempts to bring her to life, squirming and flailing his arms and crying imploringly. When he smiles and then cries, the baby is using problem-focused coping—he is fighting back against her disengagement—as he tries to compel his mother to change her indifferent behavior toward him. When this is not successful, the baby switches strategies, looking away and withdrawing into himself, sucking on fingers or arms or toes. This is emotion-focused coping as the baby realizes that, without help from the mother, all he can do is soothe himself. The baby appears to give up looking for help or solutions on the outside, but he escapes on the inside in an attempt to save himself.

      Holocaust survivor Viktor Frankl wrote that one of the most critical rules of self-preservation in concentration camps was this: “Do not be conspicuous.” So it goes for children who live in homes where they fear for their safety, and even their lives. They may take great care to be quiet. They may play at being invisible by imagining themselves blending into the wallpaper or sinking into the floor. They may practice being immobile and unnoticeable like statues. Decades of research on resilient children shows that, when faced with chronic stress, good copers know how to retreat to safe places and how to take time away for themselves. Mental distancing is relied upon most heavily in infancy and early childhood and its use tends to decrease with age, perhaps as we have other options for physically, literally getting away. Infants can only look away and retreat into themselves while older children can withdraw to their rooms or other hiding places, where they can sleep or play or read rather than think about what is happening; while there, they often snuggle up with and seek comfort from more predictable sources such as stuffed animals or pets.

      Whether or not Mara could be conspicuous depended on whether or not her mother took her small white pills with the even smaller numbers stamped on them. Mara knew she had taken her medicine if her mother met Mara’s bus after school. If she was there smiling and waving, then Mara could look forward to an afternoon of extravagant attention. Mara’s mother could bake her daughter’s favorite cakes and cookies for hours, and the girl’s happiest moments were sitting on the counter next to the Mixmaster, licking batter off wooden spoons. On these days, Mara thought she had the best mother in the whole world, and on these days she did.

      Sometimes, though, the big yellow bus rounded the corner and no one was there waiting. On those days, Mara waved a self-conscious good-bye to her bus driver and wondered if he knew what awaited her. On days like this, Mara made herself scarce without leaving the house. Her favorite escape was to her bedroom closet, where pillows and blankets lined the long shelf above the clothing rod. Stepping lightly on a small dresser, Mara hoisted herself high up into the top of her closet. It was there that she discovered what she called her “magic trick.” She looked at a spot, like the hinge on the door or a spot on the ceiling, and closed one eye. Then СКАЧАТЬ