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.
Beverly – let’s get them out of our head’s! Read what you and I have both posted. This is like the Twilight Zone. We have to wake up and just move on!!!!! We have let these freaks fuck with our mind’s long enuff! I am going to get the sad evil creep out of my head if I have to stick the water hose in my ear!!!!
They are carrier’s of our dream’s because they have no dream’s to carry. It’s like the UPS truck deliver’s a box, you open it up, your not sure what it is but it is interesting, we are not sure if we want to keep it, but we wait too long to decide and the box decide’s for us.
Henry..
A water hose in the ear? You are so silly. I love it!
Is there a step for when we start to see the humor in the nightmare? I think it’s “reframing.”
I love to see us laugh at ourselves… remember when some of us weren’t laughing at all?
Nice sail tonight… I love a good sailboat race. :o)
good night.
Yes, henry, I hear you loud and clear. A song comes to mind Doris Day or someone like that – cummon now – lets sing together – ‘IM GONNA WASH THAT MAN RIGHT OUT OF MY HAIR’!!!
Henry, just reading your comment on the other thread. Forget about sexual orientation/gender, but I actually feel quite like you and not just because of our age, but from what you say and I can ‘tune’ into people. Also I dont think that you are that different in your experience to some people here. I was ok before I met him, bringing up my daughter, quite happy and in good health, abit lonely, but ok. What would do me good, would be to meet a decent guy, so that I could replace thoughts of him, with a whole set of new thoughts. I had reservations from day1, but I hadnt met anyone for such a long time, (although I had just turned someone else down before him – I thought i wouldnt get another chance )(Im being honest here) I threw caution to the wind – and then when other factors kicked in – like the physical side Henry, you know what I mean, wink wink, I was hooked for a while. damn!
Dear Dear JaneS. Thank you for your comments, sweet. Yes, my friend said exactly the same as you, that I deserve alot better. I think I was trying to make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear!! (Have you heard that expression)?
Henry, not only was I competition with other women who were after him, but gay men were hitting on him also, cos he had intense, very masculine bad boy looks.
Southernman, thank you so much for your comments and I so feel your pain and you sound such a nice guy, such a gentle guy and after the death of your wife, I just hate the fact that you were ‘taken to the cleaners’.
I love your spiritual perspective on all this – that has to be the hidden gem in this – giving our love to God first and foremost and not putting a human being above God.
Yeah.. two losses within 3 years…. it about killed me….. but it didn’t. I just finished reading my 5th book on forgiveness…. I believe that God has used bad to make good in my life and He will eventually restore what was eaten away by the death of one and the evil of another. All I have to do is stay faithful, positive, and be thankful…. it really could have been so much worse… I could have married her…smiles
~R~
Dear Southernman,
Haivng lost my husband in the plane crash, and my dear step father shortly after that, I can tell you for sure that I know what you are feeling about the “losses” and you know that was exactly why I was so vulnerable I know. I felt so ALONE (relationship wise) felt old, ugly, unwanted, unloved, undesirable, ya da ya da. “No one will ever want me again” WHINE! Snivel! LOL Now I can look back and laugh at myself because when the P started notincing me I felt like I was walking on CLOUDS! Wow, I’m desirable, I’m sexy, I’m this I’m that….and it did make me walk on clouds to feel like a teenager again. The red flags were flying and I didn’t even look at them as a negative, I thought they were CELEBRATING our “love”—yea, right! LOL I can actually laugh at that “sad woman” I was then, not in a mean way, but in an empathetic way and be glad that she is wiser now! LOL
Glad that I am wiser now, stronger and not so vulnerable any more. I’m not looking to “replace” my husband any more, but a NEW relationship would be nice, but if it never comes, that’s okay too. I’m at peace and acceptence with the loss of my husband, cause as bad as it was, it could have been worse. He would not have “died with dignity” like myh step father did with his cancer. My husband was a weenie about being sick, and he DREADED the thought of that. It would have undone his soul and his mind. He went out doing what he LOVED, knew that everyone else had lived because of his last minute take over of the plane, and he really didn’t suffer a lot of pain and we did get our chance, thank you Jesus, to say our goodbyes. So actually, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
My step dad on the other hand went through his last 18 months with dignity and grace and good humor with his cancer. Cracking his dry jokes and cracking us all up. With him, we got a chance to do our grieving while he was still relatively healthy so when the end did come, he was ready and so were we. By the time the memorial service was over, for me at least, I was at peace with him moving on, and he was such a wonderful example of a christian life and death that he inspired everyone close to him.
Personally, though, I think the losses through death were not nearly as difficult as the BETRAYALS through EVIL intentions because we know those that the people who died left us involuntarily, they died didn’t WANT to hurt us, didn’t WANT to leave us, didn’t WANT to ABUSE us or make us suffer. Sure, they knew we would grieve from the loss of them, but it wasn’t because they WANTED us to hurt. The having someone we THINK loves us WANT to hurt us is a “whole nuther ball game.”
Bevvy,
Oh, boy do I know very well the expression…”make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear”…
Not only is it familiar, but I’ve been guilty of practicing it too many times in the not so distant past!
I was such a foolish gal, insistent on focusing on the positive qualities, traits in a person rather than the negative.
Why? Because I am emphatically aware that I am far removed from the ideal, perfect woman (perfection is an illusion as I’ve figured out) and who am I to decide if such & such is less than great? Who am I to decide if such & such is just too flawed an individual to spend time with, to get to know?
Well, Bev my dear sweet UK friend, as we have painfully discovered pure evil exists in the most superficially beautiful, most deceptive of people.
Out on the African Serengeti, the critter predators are easily distinguished from the graceful prey. They have sharp claws and even sharper teethies. They are stealthy, clever, and quick as lightening. Fierce in their capacity to alleviate their natural hunger.
But the fundamental difference between critter predators and humanoid predators is the critters just want to survive. They don’t necessarily hunt for pleasure (except when they train their babies, but even then it’s for survival) as humanoid predators seem to do.
Or maybe I’m incorrect in my assumption. Maybe humanoid predators DO hunt for survival. Maybe without vulnerable, susceptible human prey that they cruelly use for the sole purpose of ego driven, selfish supply they would cease to exist. That without an innocent, gullible target to exploit, abuse, devour they would have no other recourse but to crawl into a musty, moldy cave in the wilderness somewhere and live out the rest of their miserable, foul lives in solitude, unable to inflict any harm, damage to another beautiful soul.
Ah, we can only hope and dream to this most fitting, most deserving of endings for humanoid predators.
I can’t wish death upon them as that is not my responsibilty, not my job but the Holy Father’s gig. He has the final say, the final word in the hereafter, the spiritual plane of existence.