Lovefraud received the following e-mail from a reader; we’ll call her Lisa. In one short paragraph, Lisa conveyed the betrayal, rage, pain and hopelessness that we’ve all felt:
If a stranger broke into my house and stole all my valuables and then burned the rest. If I was left homeless and broke. I would be angry. I would be damaged. But I would recover. The person who did this slept in my bed and held me tight and told me he loved me every day. He told me that we were moving overseas and that everything should go. Stop paying the mortgage. Sell your furniture for cheap. Burn the rest. I did it. He disappeared with my jewelry and cash. I feel that I cannot recover. I am devastated. I am bitter. I am obsessed with my hatred and can’t smile or laugh. I need a psychiatrist. I dream of stabbing him. I am a loving and forgiving person that can’t find grace. I try to forgive and recognize my own fault. I fail. I need help with this.
Had an unknown criminal ransacked Lisa’s home, she would be justifiably outraged, and perhaps afraid for her safety. But the man who plotted and schemed to crush her was a man that she trusted, a lover who talked about their exciting future together in a faraway land.
It was cruelty beyond belief. It was the shattering of trust.
A few months back I wrote about a book called Legal Abuse Syndrome. The author, Karin Huffer, writes, “the most profound loss is loss of trust.”
That is what makes these experiences so painful. We trusted someone with our hopes, our dreams, our love. That person probably spoke eloquently about trust to us, in words full of shining promise. And it was all a lie.
Now we don’t know whom we can trust. And we’re pretty sure that we cannot trust ourselves.
So how do we recover?
8 steps for recovery
Huffer provides an outline for recovery in her book. Although the steps are geared to helping people recover from the outrages of the legal system, which has a tendency to make our bad situations even worse, I think the steps are useful for anyone recovering from the betrayal of a sociopath.
1. Debriefing. That means telling someone what happened, and that person listening without judgment. This is what we try to do at Lovefraud. We all listen to your stories, and we know what you’re talking about, because we’ve all been there.
2. Grieving. Grief is usually associated with the death of a loved one. But as Huffer points out, it is legitimate to grieve the loss of possessions, or our lifestyle, or our place in the community. Sometimes well-meaning friends or relatives say, “Oh, it’s only money.” This isn’t true. As Huffer writes, “Possessions are the outward manifestations of our inner identity.” We didn’t just lose things. We lost part of ourselves.
3. Obsession. Lisa is obsessed with her hatred of the guy who violated her. Her feelings are certainly justified. The problem with obsession, however, is that it wears you out, and interferes with your ability to regain control in your life. Huffer suggests coping with obsession by compartmentalizing it—only allowing yourself to dwell in it for specific periods of time. “Schedule your way out of it,” she says.
4. Blaming. This means putting blame where it belongs: on the perpetrator. We often feel guilty for allowing the situation to occur in our lives. But we have nothing to be guilty about. We were normal, caring, loving individuals who were deceived. The guilt, anger and rage needs to directed towards the person who deceived us.
5. Deshaming. Before our encounter with the predator, we had certain beliefs, such as “there’s good in everyone,” or “if someone asks me to marry him, he must really love me.” Unfortunately, the dreadful experience has taught us that some beliefs are false and need to be changed. When we do this, we also change our attitude, from “I was a fool” to “I’ve been wronged.”
6. Reframing. The first five steps of the process must be accomplished, Huffer writes, before a person can move on to reframing. At this stage, you can look at your experience, define it differently, and then articulate the wisdom you’ve gained.
7. Empowerment. At this point, you feel focused energy. You take ownership of your problems, determine how you are going to cope with them, and go into action.
8. Recovery. With recovery, you are able to move forward in your life. Sometimes recovery involves forgiveness, but Huffer says it is not necessary. It if far too early for Lisa, who wrote the e-mail quoted above, to attempt forgiveness.
The long journey
There is no expected timetable for moving through the recovery process. We all have different personal histories and face different circumstances. We’ve all had different levels of violation.
Anyone who has been targeted for destruction by a sociopath must understand that it was a profound assault, and it will take time to recover. You may slide back and forth among the stages. So be gentle on yourself, because the journey may be long. If you keep going, in the end you will find peace, built upon new depths of wisdom and understanding.
You are entirely welcome, Perky, and you are so right! If nothing else, you are rid of the P. That is the finest start that you could make under the circumstances.
Ok Henry is in the House- I have been pondering what happened. Mike left here with his life possesion’s in a few boxes. He didn’t find his own place. He isn’t going to ever do that. He can’t, he doesn’t know how too live on his own. He is not in love with this new guy anymore than he was with me. This new guy is a victim, he just doesn’t know it yet. And maybe the new guy does’t care about love. When I read his profile it was disgusting. He is a player just like Mike. It’s all about sex and more sex and the more that join the better. So now Mike doesnt have to advertize on wall’s, he has a new partner that like’s the same thing ,”strangers” I have more substance than that, more moral’s, better values. I have a home, I don’t have to find a new address when I get bored with someone. Mike can’t love- but I can. Mike can’t love himself- but I do. Mike is shallow and empty. I wonder what will happen to him when he can’t attract victim’s anymore? I am relieved that he is gone. I am…….
Perky–You are 41-sweetheart put a smile on that face and go chase some rainbow’s. Your life is not over it is just begining……
Yes, Henry, I too have to keep bringing myself back to the reality of things. I loved him alot and he hurt me greatly and at the time I so wanted it to work out, and there is still a part of me that ponders that. BUT as I sat here a moment ago writing out a list of the major factors on which we were constantly short circuiting, I realised that it would never have worked, love or no love.
I wrote:-
Intellectually we were on different planets, even when I explained things simply, he could not understand, which meant that concepts that were fundamental to the wellbeing of the relationship were not understood and digested by him.
I have faith, and he has no faith, so we were worlds apart in that, because we were operating from different dynamics.
There were factors that we had agreed on, like not discussing sensitive issues by text message, but face to face, and him making his salary last without gambling – but he constantly reverted back to his old behaviours, which made improvements impossible and I got so frustrated.
I tried to foster an open and honest relationship, but I realised that he was keeping his thoughts and fears to himself (is that a man thing?), despite me saying that he could talk to me about anything to avoid assumptions or misreading intentions – he just wasnt used to that kind of level of openness. Whether he saw that as exposing his vulnerability or not – I dont know. And of course he then acted out his inner most fears and strategies, which left me annoyed and perplexed, because it seemed like I was the one putting in all the effort.
Despite agreeing on things that would raise his self esteem, like not borrowing money from women in his family, he constantly left himself short and I was always pitching in to bail him out. At times we could only go out if I paid for the drinks and the evening. He made me walk home long distances, because he didnt want to pay out for a taxi.
He made lots of false promises, I never asked him to promise certain things, he did that freely – I would have rather him said nothing.
He was very hard work, his behaviour was inconsistent, he would alternate between me being ‘flavour of the month’ to me being unable to get hold of him, and him disappearing, cancelling arrangements, or injecting uncertainty and drama into the pot, by making suggestive comments usually related to other women.
I realise now that my boundaries were very soft, when we went on holiday together and he insisted on going off on his own for the afternoon, in a bid to appear to be non controlling – I should have put my foot down and said ‘Hey man, if you come on holiday with me, why do you want to go off on your own?’
He cleverly manipulated things, so that he kept one foot in the relationship and one foot out. I realised this, strangely enough because every time he came to my home, he left his boots and things by the front door, he never brought them into the house, or if he did, they were put under the stairs, he never fully installed himself.
I couldnt trust him, he was constantly rocking the boat, by dropping suggestive hints and doing things that rocked the foundation of the relationship and he was pressing my buttons and then blaming it all on my insecurities and my reactive nature. I guess he just learnt quick how to pull my strings.
There, Ive got that out. I have to keep reminding myself.
Aloha,
That was very, very sweet and wise what you wrote for perky, but we all read it, ya know?
And please don’t be fearful of offering any advice, any of your powerful knowledge earned from your painful experience. It is extremely valuable to me, to all LF members.
Yes, a lovely LF member was hurt by words that were written. I had been closely reading her posts in this forum and on another forum and I was totally aware of how completely fragile she was. I saw myself in every word she wrote, that highly sensitive, delicate as porcelain, scared woman. I was her once upon a time as we all have been her and some still are. No harm was intended and she will be back when she needs to be and we will be here as always. 🙂
Beverly………
I too have to keep reminding myself the same truths, however painful they are….After the “honeymoon” of the relationship was over, my socio would start fires over there and I’d run over and put it out, only to discover another fire a week or a month later over here, and I’d run over there and fight that fire… I never realised this concept until this week.. 2 1/2 years after she left… funny how the realisations keep coming back…. like having “Oprah” moments….. Mine also had one foot in the relationship and one out and she made it easy by compartamentalising (sp) the realtionship… at the time, I didn’t notice that, other then it seemed that she had two seperate lives.. one with us (my son and I) and one with her femaile roomate, who enabled her. She was surely having her cake and it eating too………………..Althought my criteria for a partner has changed so dramaticly these past couple of years, I still find myself missing certain aspects of our relationship, and that bothers me… it is still a battle not to want, dwell, or think about her.. even after all of this time…. and of course, like may here, I find myself flip flopping back and forth about what she really was… could she have been as evil as It appears?.. was it not just a situation where we grew apart and wanted different things?…… but the TRUTH is… yes.. she was evil, and she purposely used and hurt me and minimalised her conduct and projected her bad behaviour upon me…. classic malnipulation….. it has been a pattern with her for most of her adult life……The ache in my heart has been gone for a while now, and only returns when there are “triggers”……but I still can’t believe… still to this day that she could have done such a thing (so many things verbally and physically) to me….. it is still beyond my comprehension and understanding…….even with all the knowledge that I possess about personality disordered people……..This was someone I thought I knew and shared so much of my life with… and in the end, I never knew her at all…….. The whole thing is like a twisted, bad dream………..There are many positives about what happened to me… it changed me for the better in many ways, but it was a fire that I would have not wished on anyone to have to walk through…… having lost my wife to cancer a couple of years pror to the socio’s arrival in our lives, then the torment of the soico….geez….. smiles.. it’s been a rough 5 years…. but.. I have never quit… I read everything I can to help me heal.. became a Christian out of the whole thing, lead a better life, value people and friendships so much more.. help others with support here and at my Myspace page… I try to live my life in a Christ-like mannor….. my values, morals, thinking, goals, plans, are all so much different because of the socio relationship….. it has been the cataylist that helped me to evolve into a better man… I’m thankful for that… I’m thankful that I didn’t give up in despair, I’m thankful that I now have eternal life with the Father…. all of those things and more, came at a high price…. the same price all of you have had to pay for being loving and caring to a disturbed person…… but… I can really say that I am better for it all….. I still have work to do….(forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness………)….Forgiveness is a daily ritual……I look forward to the day when the “triggers” don’t effect me anymore and when thoughts of her come, I can easily dismiss them instead of churning up inside………….I know that one day, that will happen…..The best thing that came out of all of this for me is that I came to the Lord in my brokeness, and as I have grown in my faith and with my relationship with the Father, I REALLY DO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS… the love that God has for all of us.. unselfish love, and I do feel very loved by Him….. The love that I would have given to her, I now give to my Father in heaven……and in that, despite it all, I really did get the best end of the stick.
Love and Light to all
~R~
http://www.myspace.com/southernman429
Bevvie,
Wow…that was some incisive writing up there. Excellent contrasting and comparing, but I have a more fitting sentence in response:
You are a wonderful, beautiful, fantabulous woman and your x didn’t deserve to shine your shoes.
There! I said it! I’ve been wanting to say that for a while but I didn’t wish to offend, or upset you because I care for you…*hug*
My ex is back in town and I am tempted so tempted. I want to see him. The last time I saw him was from a far as he was entering the police PCT in order to give him self in. I want to see him. To see how he looks. Did he lose weight? Does he look sad? But I know that I can’t do that. I can never see him again. But I am so tempted. I want it so bad it hurts. He gave my cousin $200 in an attempt to start paying me back for the money I gave him. I am going to take that money I am not going to say no to it, but he asked for my parents and my forgiveness. I don’t want to forgive him but I must. I want to hurt him so bad but I want him to hug me as well. What do I do?
Beverly- You are so right on-with your list. One of my good female friend’s said of my X “You are on a different level than he is, a higher level” she said that after meeting him one time. He was alway’s very polite, but could not stay interested in any conversation for more than a few minutes. He would change the subject, because he didn’t understand or was not interested. Or it was like when you pause for him to comment he had no idea what I had been talking about and he would instantly start talking about sport’s or how grand he was in his past job’s, and would go on forever about how he took that “Dairy Queen” and tripled the business in no time. When we were at home he kept his mind occupied with the computer, or crossword puzzles, or chrochet anything to keep from having to comunicate with me. He had boxes of thing’s he never unpacked. He was irratible if he had to wait on me even one minute to go somewhere. He didn’t do anything to help with the up keep of house and property. He would say it is “your house- your yard” and I would say “No it is our home our yard”..The last year he was here he did give me his money, but he was only buying emotional security and at the same time looking for better prospect’s. He would be most caring and passionate and try harder at mirroring me, I think- is when he had been rejected by one of his secret conquest or had been called on a lie. He would always deny the truth and turn the focus on me. And I would be the one that apologized. He would confuse me and make me feel pity for him. On the spiritual level, he wouldnt even discuss such thing’s. He kept a bible in his sock drawer but I never saw him open it up. He kept his thought’s and fears hidden unless he was feeling threatened by having to leave, then he would say just what I wanted him to say. I don’t think he ever thought “DEEP” about anything. It was so obvious to me that he didn’t love me. He loved what I could do for him, he loved the security of me being here – waiting- on him. He needed my love, to him love = security. But paid no respect for the security or love that I provided him. I lost trust in him -hmm- let me say this- I didn’t trust him the day I met him. Their is deceit and pain is in his very presense. Like a hurt puppy that you want to comfort but aware that it might bite you. But still it is a hurt puppy. Beverly. We were conned, pure and simple. Any emotion’s we feel about loving these guy’s, are our emotion’s, mirrored back at us. It’s scary isn’t it, how we can love evil?
Damn that felt good!!!!!