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.
Perky- You never write too much, I am the one guilty of that. So how long were you with your x? Were you married? Have children together? Do you feel like you are still in love with him?
Thank goodness no, I did not marry him. That would have meant he loved me…I was with him for 6 horrible years but he would not claim me so to speak. He would tell me, I care about you but…you know how I am with commitment. He told me he loved me on 2 occasions. Foolish me Hun?!!! He has 6 children now, none of them mine. Do I still love him? I was like you, I held back, I knew something was wrong so I always tried to hold back my feelings. No, I don’t love him, but sometimes as sick as it is, I miss him, he was funny, cute, and could charm the pants off a vipor….I heard recently from a round about friend, that Jeff is doing well. I was so angry, how could he be? I would guess that he tells people that regardless if it is true, he has to keep up appearances ya know. And…if you don’t stop throwing stuff in your lake, I will just have to ask Oxy to come take your lake away.:0
Henry,
QUOTE “why do I feel so resentful that he has found love?”
Henry, henry henry, am I going to have to get the cast iron skillet out to get it into your head HE HAS NOT ***N*O*T***
FOUND LOVE. He is NOT able to love. He has found kinky, dirty sex with one or more people at the same time, but baby, THAT AIN’T LOVE.
Yes, you put yourself in a bad spot, and “you knew better” and now you are beating yourself up, so STOP BEATING YOURSELF UP. Just say “I learned a lesson” and go on with your healing.
Henry, dear Henry, I was the QUEEN of self flagilation for all the STUPID things I did, over and over and over, but you know what. I am DONE with that. I won’t do them again.
No you are not stupid for wanting someone to love. None of us are stupid for wanting someone to love. Therefore we thought we had someone to love but turned out we had picked someone who couldn’t love back. OK, that is done. Now, what we have to do is FIX the wounds in ourselves that they left behind. We didn’t go into this to say “Oh, let’s see if I can find someone who will abuse me.” We went into it with GOOD INTENTIONS—they had the BAD intentions. So, who is the “blame”? Us or them? They are the ones that did the bad things, that betrayed us.
So he’s out of your life. GOOD thing for you. You are hurt, you do hurt, you are confused, we all are/were and are/were again over and over, it takes time to fix all the wounds that they left, and all the stuff about your mother coming back to “haunt” you too, these are all OPPORTUNITIES FOR GROWTH Henry. When a little kid is learning to walk, he falls down a lot and bumps his head. Sometimes the kids look like they have been beaten they have so many bumps and bruuises, but they don’t give up and say “Oh, I fell, therefore I am not gonna try to walk again” they just keep on trying til they get it right.
You just fell down and got a boo-boo Henry, get back up before I have to come through the computer screen! (((hugs))))
Perky Six years is a long time. I just can’t understand my emotion’s now that he is gone! I thought I understood I was being used when he was here and I would have this big sigh of relief when he was finally gone. i was not expecting these feelings I have now. And if oxy come’s to take my lake I hope she kicks me in the head while she is here….
Henry, if you read over these posts again you’ll remember, we are all in the same boat. We all go back to the snake pit sometimes, we all wonder why we miss the abusers, we all wonder if our standards are too high.
But this is the thing.. someone on here .. Blondie I think said their actions speak loud and clear. They all have a strange talent for appearing sincere, making people love them, making people want them. This is one of the tools of their trade, and they keep it in good repair.
I think Mike left you because you were too insistent on having a normal loving give-and-take relationship. He’s even got you feeling like a “nerd” for wanting one. Tell me, how the hell are you abnormal for wanting a healthy relationship?
Henry, in all seriousness, highlight what OxDrover just wrote, print it out and carry it with you, read it over and over. She cares for you just as we all do. Please do this for yourself.
You don’t need a kick in the head, you just need a hug. (and a trip to hot, hot 100 degree colorado)
Kat (They all have a strange talent of for appearing sincere, making people love them, want them. This is one of the tools….) yes you and blondie are right. He was strange. I think Mike left me because he was bored and tired of giving me control of his life. I didn’t want that control, he insisted on it. And he knew -I knew- that he was bad. It’s just like the book say’s, he saw his own tortured soul in my face because he could lie no more. He knew I knew he was a liar. So he found someone new so he could mirror them and be someone he isn’t, for awhile anyway. Just having a bad day (again) thanks too u all, and yes oxy i needed that sermon thanks……….
Henry, I think you and perky and I were posting “on top of each other” read my post above your last one! BTW I won’t kick you but I might tap you a time or two with the iron skillet! That’s my weapon of choice! It’s the “man tamer” brand of cast iron! LOL
Kat, you are right on! too!
Henry, QUOTE “I can’t understand my emotions….I was not expecting these feelings”
Absolutely, Henry, we get blind sided by these emotions and feelings seemingly from “no where” — but they aren’t from no where, they are from inside us, the part that is trying to heal and make sense of a situation that HAS NO SENSE that we can see. We learn about them intellectually, but emotionally it takes longer to make that 15 inch journey from our heads to our hearts, and it is a LONG JOURNEY, not just in terms of “time” but in terms of hard work and committment. Committment to take care of ourselves.
Sure you get frustrated that you can’t find a soul mate right now. We all do. But the thing is that until you find YOU how can you even know what your soul mate is like? Finding ourselves is the first task of healing. People who rush out to find the “soul mate” before they know themselves end up almost always in finding another P. There isn’t a short cut to this, I wish there was. Henry I was so down and so desperate to be loved again I grasped at the first STRAW MAN that floated by…but now I am swimming. I no longer feel I am drowning and that I need to grasp at the first thing that floats by that doesn’t obviously look like an alligator.
Sure, swimming is sometimes pretty hard work, but I would much rather swim on my own than grab another straw man or god forbid, an alligator. LOL Now go jump in the lake and get your computer back up! LOL (((Hugs))))
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lol oxy you are a nut. I would love to meet you someday
Oh, Kat, I think finally I am finding ME under all this pile of pain and loss. My silly sense of humor, my one liners, my spunk, my “uppity woman” role, my “never say die” determination, and everything that makes me ME.
We had so much fun, and laughed so much—we might vent about something that went wrong, but one of the other of our family would make some crack and we would all laugh and it would all be better! In perspective.
My beloved step dad was dying, but he would in his dry sense of humor crack some unexpected wise crack or make a joke about his illness that was silly and we’d all laugh through our tears. He was a very private person and when he was so ill I had to do all the “personal” care but he would always make some silly joke to put me at ease, and he never would let any of the nurses that came do it, he’d say “No, my daughter is taking care of that”
No one was immune from being made “fun of” if they screwed up and we’d had so many great one liners that we even reused them. Its good that my son D and I are pulling them out of the closet and doing it again and laughing at each other and at ourselves. Right now the joke of the day is usually about which one of us lost something (still not great in the short term memory department, but what CAN you do but LAUGH!)
The absolute WORST times of my life there was NOTHING to laugh at–nothing that was funny, it was all a wall of pain. I don’t want to live like that, to be like that. I want to enjoy life every day, laugh even if no one is here to share the joke with me but the dogs and donkeys, to not take myself too seriously, but to be reasonable and rational. So, yea, I guess I am a “nut” but I’m getting to be a funny one again I think!