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Dakota Johnson said she would mention George Clooney's name to get restaurant reservations. Load More. I think about my dwindling anonymity and that's really scary because a very large part of me would be perfectly happy living on a ranch in Colorado and having babies and chickens and horses -- which I will do anyway Dakota Johnson talks her 'dwindling anonymity' and fame Jan 21, The rejection of Vic, and the discovery of the tampering with my body, this inner discord was too much for me, and for a time I dissociated, days on end of rapid heartbeat and migraine headaches, splitting off and drifting towards the blankness of a conflict free world - art school, a bit part in a movie - I was biding my time waiting for an appointment to see the doctor who had operated on me.

After an overnight stay in the hospital for more invasive testing, and re-traumatization, I saw the doctor in his office with my mother.

He was a smooth operator. But what did I know then about deceit and manipulation. He drew a picture of my private parts, showing me what he had done when he operated on my urethra. I must still have the picture somewhere in my files tucked into the medical records.

There was one main question on my mind, would any of this interfere with my sex life? He said no. But there would continue to be issues and questions connected with the bladder operation, the frequent bladder infections, the concerns about having a vaginal birth.

The cult of Dr Schmidt, the cult of the medical field. How did I get out? I asked my bodywork teacher, Susan, to read them. Still confused, I watched as she became very angry. This is how it is for one who is dissociated. I was numb, had no emotional response, could not comprehend the facts. Watch Susan, I said to myself. That was both a realization of the disconnect and a nudge towards the reconstruction of my psyche, with the appropriate emotion, the appropriate understanding of what had happened, the truth of what had happened.

It was a foreign emotion, rejected, dead and buried. I saw in the notes of the medical records that my mother had had enuresis until the age of six. I called her to ask her about this childhood bedwetting. My mother grew up in an era in which psychological analysis and insight were uncommon. As it happened, I had a good friend whose father was a urologist and had been a colleague of the doctor who had operated on me as a child.

I asked if he would look at my hospital records. I watched as his face turned red. He had few words, but they cut through the fog like the parting of the Red Sea, an exodus from the false narrative of male authority. A true God was watching over me, was leading me out of danger towards freedom. I was finding my Moses holding his staff out over the water as a strong wind divided the sea, letting me escape. My mother was lost, the way so many are in the culture of authoritarianism and patriarchy.

Her job was to enculturate me, to train me to submit to male authority.