by AlohaTraveler
How many of us have a list, or know someone who does, of the ideal qualities we are looking for in THE ONE? I think these lists can sometimes cause us to miss out on someone quite wonderful because we get so attached to a check list. But that’s another topic. I have a different kind of list. It could be called the list of EXACTLY what I DO NOT want in a life partner! This list has helped me to heal and come to terms with the reality of the Bad Man.
While going through my things this morning, I found a piece of binder paper with a list I had written about the Bad Man in the early stages of my healing. It was written sometime within the first year after I had left him. The list represents a free flowing string of words and phrases that describe the Bad Man.
Before I found LoveFraud, I was aware that my thoughts of the Bad Man seemed to swing back and forth between never wanting to hear from him again to hoping somehow he would learn, apologize and we would live happily ever after. I didn’t totally understand why this was so and it was perplexing, given my descriptive list.
Bad Man was not the clever sociopath that many of the readers here talk about. Don’t get me wrong. He was very smart and charismatic. But I didn’t get blind sided or robbed behind my back like many readers. He was fairly abusive and inappropriate in the first few weeks though he used all of the customary word games and mind tricks. Still, I find it a little embarrassing to admit that I put up with way too much right from the get-go. Looking back, in what context would name calling ever be okay?
Reality Checks
Bad Man wasn’t all flowers and charming words. I got flowers. I got love notes. But for the most part, the list below describes him best. I wrote this list for myself to use as a means of staying in touch with reality when I felt my heart softening again for him. When I had those moments, I went to my list to remind myself of the destructive, abusive, nightmare that he truly was. Now, I find it amusing how well I was describing a narcissist or a borderline without the understanding I have now of personality disorders.
A second paper I found contained the transcription of his last four text messages to me before I called my cell phone carrier and asked the operator to cut the line. I will never forget the tears of relief as I watched the lights go out on my cell phone. At the top of the page of verbal venom, I wrote, “Words to remember you by.” These messages were hateful, vicious, twisted, and untrue. Every six months or so, I run across these two papers. They don’t really hurt me now. Each time I read them, I see more clearly the pathology driving the Bad Man. For some reason, I save these pages. I haven’t included the text messages in this article because they are very personal attacks on me and no one would benefit from reading them. I certainly didn’t. Still, I save them because reading those hateful messages makes it totally clear that I made the right choice in leaving him and eventually going No Contact.
To Stay on Track, Be Honest with Yourself
I have a gentle suggestion for anyone that is still struggling with that feeling of wanting the pathological abuser/exploiter back. Create your own list using words that describe what happened to you like this:
Bad Man/Woman = constant liar, cheater, infantile, fraudulent, etc.
Use the words that ring most true for you. Then tuck away your list in a place where you can access it whenever you feel yourself getting off track. Or, if you are really struggling, post it on the bathroom mirror or keep it in your purse for instant reality checks! Read it over and over, as often as you need. Use the list to replace those moments of longing.
My list helped me many times in the early days. Whenever I run across the list, I read it through. It reminds me to be thankful for my life for what it is, and what it isn’t, today.
Here is my list.
Introducing… the Bad Man
Controlling
Manipulative
Hypocritical
Attacks me
Judges me
Does not see himself
Isolates me
Name calling
Spin Doctor
Secret Abuser
Advises and “counsels” me on “anger issues” but does not control his own anger
Self Righteous
Inflated Super Ego
Cheap
Selfish
Petty
Twisted
Omits the truth
Manipulates people
Inappropriate
No boundaries
Uses People
E-mail bombs
Possessive
Scares Me
Emotional Abuse
Mind F***
Perverted
Gee, I wonder why I don’t miss him. NOT!
The Truth, a Lesson, and Peace
Imagine if the Bad Man’s personal dating profile was the list above. He doesn’t sound very appealing does he? This, of course, is not how he describes himself. That is why it is important to write down the truth. I wrote my list in one of those raw, painful moments, standing on the edge of “the Fog” as we say. My list is me, speaking to… me. It is the rope I clung to whenever I started to dangle over that black hole again.
The list is the TRUTH.
In the days when I still missed him, it was all about the fantasy of the Bad Man, the great seducer. Today, I am learning to pay more attention to what I see and not so much to what people say. This is fundamental to restoring faith in myself because I let myself down. I need to trust myself to assess a situation and trust what I see (ie.: intimidation, blame shifting, hypocrisy, etc.). I need to stand up for me when life calls for it. No one should be able to talk me out of my instincts to protect myself and my spirit. That was far too easy in the past. This was one of the lessons I needed to learn.
If you chose to do an exercises like my list, it may bring up a lot of pain but ultimately, it is meant to bring you clarity and eventually peace. When I look at this list today, I feel peaceful knowing that I left this man in the dust. There was no other choice.
Tartan – Good for you! I’ll be praying for you. I’m so glad I don’t have to see mine for any reason.
I should have added that this was also not the first time I was involved with a S-path. So it was a “second offense” for me. The first one was slightly different in that he wormed his way into our family, and used us as a source of supply of free daycare for his son, free meals, and even suggested we fix over our basement so he could live here with us. This after I had confessed to him that I had developed feelings toward him, which after he used to gain control of my mind. A “good Christian” guy who was studying to be a pastor. Yikes. After I told him it was over, he says “so can I still come over on Wednesdays for dinner?”
So it was hard to swallow that I allowed myself to fall a second time. What a sinner, and what a sucker. But, I think that was how I was prepared and saw the red flags and got out before I could have ended up pregnant or with some kind of disease. And he swore he wasn’t going to be like that other guy.
Liars liars liars…
She who sees from ‘up high’ smiles and surely sings.
Perspective pries her once weighty eyes and it
Gives you wings.
I haven’t felt the way I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify.
I’m beginning to notice how much this feels
Like a waking limb… in pins and needles,
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you… to know you
Higher than the heights of what we often think we know.
Blessed she who clearly sees the wood for the trees.
To obtain a ‘birds eye’ is to turn a blizzard to a breeze.
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you, good-bye
Nice to know you… to know you
Dear Cutandrun,
ROTFLMAO “can I still come to dinner Wednesday nights?” ROTFLAMO choke, snort, bray! OMG!!! what cojones they have!
Dear Tartan – you might like to search for the term’s ‘phallic narcissist’ and ‘somatic narcissistic’ – to have some thoughts about why the physical stuff was so ‘bonding’. Your ex could be a S with those ‘narcissistic traits’.
Mine kept me hooked with the physical side of our relationship – even which he was cheating on me – hyper sexual. At the time I thought it meant he was really ‘into me’ now i see this aspect of a man as bit of a red flag if they’re ‘too good’ or ‘too practicised’ if you know what I mean.
Blessings
Delta 1
one n ex was hyper sexual. thought that she was something special…i had a very strong bond to her sexually.
but there were things that were ‘off.’ for someone who spouted off about compassion as much as she did she was sure missing a whack of it. i have a number of long term injuries, neck, back and hips, and fibro – means that doing some sexual things, or at certain times would be uncomfortable or painful for me. i started to see that she would get frustrated – i thought she felt rejected…bwwahahha! silly me.
if i loved someone as much as she professed i would find ways – really inventive ways to engage and not cause pain…but, oh oh, she was full of lies too. (referring to the ppath as the other here).
her ‘disatisfaction’ about my limitations grew. i thought it was the oddest thing…’cept she was even odder about STD testing. WAAAy odder. I insisted on STD testing for both of us. she was very active when we met (after getting out of a 7 year relationship (and yes, i met he ex, who seemed rather normal and WAS still talking to her, and who, if not sexually, was def back up supply. man, she could be soliticitous!)) I had been alone for years. But i do have herpes and have had for a couple of decades. so i talked to her about that and did all the other testing, including the hep alphabet and HIV. She told me she had had hep a from traveling.
okay, the WEIRD part was – when i asked her when she was going to get her 2nd HIV test she balked. BIG TIME. now, maybe the protocol had changed, but in my day 2 tests 6 months apart was what was followed. she had a number of reasons for not doing it. including ‘experts’ saying she didn’t have to. well, i stayed gloved up the whole time i was with her and practiced safer sex.
the REALLY weird part – she insisted that i have another test for herpes to “level the playing field” WTF?? WEIRD CONTROL CHIT! anyone have a take on that one? it haunted me for a long time.
discovering narcissim as a diagnosis scared me. the moment i read it, i was upset. but now, 4 years later, i am freed by it. it was through getting involved with the ppath, that i let go of the n finally (because i was so well loved…bwahahahahah!)
but it is in knowing more about ppathy and n that i have really come to revile her. she isn’t nearly as disordered as the ppath…but she is bad enough. she sent me a little fishing letter last august. i t was a bit word salady. i asked a friend what she thought of it. i read a few sentences a loud, and just gave up. it was nonsense. in every way. tore it up and threw the pretty handmade paper in the lake. i have gone through some pretty big purges of her in the last year. they go deeper and deeper. i was SO hooked on this woman…for a few years, and that was AFTER we broke up. she was the one in my kitchen a year ago january with her fist pulled in front of my face. that was the first time i had seen physical violence from her. it was the last time i talked to her.
unfortunately she has MSW credentials, and is starting to work in justice circles again. toxic. has access. can seem compassionate. very hot headed (with a mask of ‘passion’ – never bought that one, ‘passion’ is not angry). lots of other masks too – things that make her attractive. insidious. dangerous dangerous dangerous.
im having an extremely difficult day today – i slept better last night than i have in days but im finding myself so depressed and so angry today – i dont know if it is because i drove by him yesterday (i should have run the son of a bitch over) or if this is just part of the damage he has done to me – im reading and re-reading everything i can and i thought i was doing better – then wham – i feel like crap again – i want off this damn roller coaster!
Hi Tartan
Yes you’re probably having a bit of a hangover from having to see him yesterday and ‘be triggered’. Sounds like you’re having a ‘normal’ reaction – a low after all the exhilaration of realising that you’re on your way to taking your power back. Though I’m sure it feels really overwhelming right now.
We are here and we hear and understand how much hurt, anger and all the feelings are there. Kathleen Hawks articles are very good – have you read those yet?
The ‘swings’ are really bad in the early days. I wish there were a way to just ‘magic the feelings away’ but what’s happening is going to eventually even out and lessen and you will get better and feel stronger. But sometimes everything ‘needs to come out’.
It won’t make the feelings ‘go away’ but can you give yourself a ‘treat’ of some kind. A movie you’ve always wanted to watch. A long hot soak. I found paying for massages in ‘the early days’ was very healing for me personally.
You’re allowed to be angry and depressed, you’re entitled to be angry and depressed!
Vent away – no one is going to judge your feelings here.
Blessings
Delta 1
Tartan, hang in there. You are doing great. A little waffly, but that’s to be expected in the first few years after learning the truth about “them”.
There is a light at the end of this dark tunnel. We promise!
Do as Delta1 suggested … get it all out and vent. Venting is purging yourself from the evil. Discarding his lies with truth on this site … from the articles to written blogs.
tartan – thing is, the spath ride is a roller coaster – we don’t get to get off it until it’s done, so fasten your seat belt. it is both the damage and being triggered….that you can be triggered is part of the damage.
i have been so smacked around by this experience so it’s a wonder i don’t have whiplash.
but your smokey humour (as in burnt to the quick) about running him down tells me something good. it will take a long time and you will probably murder him in your mind many many many times, but the fun ride will slow and end. I promise.
some days will just be crap (or to fit the theme of the week: poo) there will be poo days that just need to be understood as deep healing throwing toxins into your system so that you feel real bad. they will lessen.
write, read. yelling in cars is good. so is killing them in your imagination…and taking the opp to make lovely snarky dark comments about them that the folks here will laugh at.
welcome.
Ghee OneStepAtATime, I never got the thoughts of murder. I just got as far as hurting “them” and allowing “them” to live their days out in agony.