Here’s a theme I think we can relate to: Your partner (a male in this example, strictly for convenience’s sake)—a narcissist, or perhaps sociopath—blames you for his misery, bad moods, bad decisions, frustrations, dissatisfactions, disappointments and underfulfillment.
From his perspective, if he cheats on you—or deceives and betrays you—you will have deserved it, because you will have been responsible for the discontent that necessitated his violating behaviors.
Remember he feels entitled to have what he wants; he deserves what he wants, when he wants it; and if he’s frustrated, it must be someone’s fault.
Someone must be blamed, and you, his partner, will be his odds-on choice to own his blame.
It’s amazing how often we accept, against our better instincts, the narcissistic/sociopathic partner’s insistence that we are responsible for his infinite emptiness.
We do so for many reasons, but the one I’d like to stress is this: If we don’t accept this responsibility, his blame, we seriously risk losing the relationship.
Ongoing relationships with abusive, contemptuous partners require just this kind of Faustian contract: To preserve the relationship, however desecrated it is, I will accept your blame. For the sake of not yet losing this relationship, I will continue to entertain, if not own, your constant assertion that there is something in me—something deficient and insufficient—that explains your mistreatment and disrespect of me.
To say it somewhat differently, so long as we’re not yet ready to jettison a destructive relationship, a narrative must be constructed to explain our decision to stay. The narrative, as I suggest, often goes something like this: I am to blame—I —for my partner’s debasing attitudes and behaviors. I must be to blame, otherwise I’d leave.
The narrative is rational, but false. It’s a false narrative (in the back of our minds, we may sense its falseness), but it’s the only narrative under the circumstances that can explain, and seemingly justify, our continued tolerance of our partner’s nonsense.
A couple I spent some time with recently (clinically) illustrated this point well. The husband, Harold, was one of the most transparent narcissistic personalities I’ve ever seen. He’d recently ended an affair with a colleague (justifying the affair as a function of his right to pursue the fulfillment his spouse, Julia, wasn’t supplying).
Interestingly, about eight weeks into their courtship, Harold began offering up undisguised, alarming displays of his narcissism in general and narcissistic rage specifically. Julia was highly disturbed by each of these displays. All left her thinking, “This isn’t right. I should end this thing now, before I get deeper in. He shouldn’t be treating me like this. I shouldn’t be tolerating this.” But while recognizing these alarming warnings, she was already too deeply invested in her vision of the relationship—and Harold—to end it.
A dozen years later, not much has changed. Julia has a beautiful child and, in Harold, a spouse who’s conformed entirely to his early, advanced billing—he is demanding, often hostile and passive-aggressive, easily and constantly disappointed, blaming (of her) for the emptiness that leaves him constantly wanting, and prone to secretiveness.
Julia caters to his moods and demands in order to avoid eliciting the ugliest manifestations of his hostility (whose emergence threatens everpresently to scare and traumatize her).
But it’s no secret how Julia, with her high intelligence and striking emotional maturity, continues to justify her decision to endure what’s been Harold’s 12-year assault on her emotional safety and dignity.
She has owned the blame for his discontent, disappointments, and acting-out.
Just as soon as she’s ready to disown this falsely ascribed (and tacitly accepted) responsibility, she’ll find herself without a reason to accept the conditions of—and indignities associated with—Harold’s personality disorder.
At that point, the leverage will be hers—Harold will either have to shape up (unlikely), or she’ll be genuinely prepared to ship him out.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2008 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Well said eyeswideshut, well said. What we are all learning is to love ourselves again, rely on ourself what we know in our heart and souls is good for us during our time of healing. The more we heal, the stronger our sense of self and purpose for our lives become … our new reality, right now, this minute … bringing it forward into our future, better and stronger with peace, love, harmony and all the other virtues.
The NO CONTACT with our EXs is to keep the chaos and disruption that they live, that they cling to out of our lives.
Pray for them that some day, some where … they will get on their knees and humble themselves to the Lord. God knows what’s in our hearts when we do anything. God will know when our EXs mean in their hearts what they are asking.
I don’t know why in todays day and age being humble is such a dirty word, such a negative concept? Think about all the spins in the media over the years that caused us to think this way? That we have to have this or that to be anybody. To be the best, you must acquire no substance items in life. All for the purpose of making someone financially wealthier.
Humble is not a dirty word. It is the highest form of thinking a person can obtain … it is in direct line with our creator and how he wants us to live.
Peace.
Dear little,
Just lending my support for you too. I was feeling exactly how you are just a few months ago. I tried and tried to pull myself out of it. At some point I just had to admit that I was a mess and wanted to die. I begged for help just as you are doing, and it starting coming in through various means. Don’t give up. You are at the very bottom. It can only get better from here. Keep blogging with us and keep reaching out for help. You will get through this!
A big hug,
StarG
Dear LIG,
Now that I am P-FREE it is amazing what I find fun to do, and joy in just about everything I do. Today my son and I slept late then got up, drank our coffee and then went to run some errands, passed by a friends house on the way, hadn’t seen him in a while, stopped by, visited with him a while, then went to do our errand, passed by another friend’s house on the way back, dropped in to visit with him and his wife, had a great time, then he gave us some tools to drop off at the first friend’s house on the way back, did that and visited some more, then home, fed the dogs and are kicked back now just enjoying the twilight out the window.
What a WONDERFUL day. Didn’t “do” anything special, didn’t spend any money, didn’t accomplish any work, but gosh what a wonderful peaceful day. No worries, no sorrows, just BEING IN TNE NOW. Enjoying This very minute. Feeling the breeze from the ceiling fan, seeing the beautiful view out the window, noticing the colors. Listening to the birds and the crickets.
It doesn’t get better than this. All because I am NOW P-FREE.
OxD,
Maybe we could design a product called P-Off! You could do the commercial and talk about how great it is to be P-FREE. 🙂
StarG
Ox: Aint it nice? Today, I got out of bed when I felt like it, made my coffee, did a little studying for school, a little housework and picked up my guitar and played a little while my dog slept at my feet. I ran out to the store all by myself which I enjoyed because when I was with the ex-S, he did not want me to go to stores by myself. He had to be with me..to watch my eyes..to see if I was looking at guys. I picked out a nice pair of shoes and when I got home, made a call with my Mom to chat awhile. All is quiet. The crickets are chirping outside. I’m looking forward to tomorrow because I joined a gym with my cousin and we are going to go together 3x a week after work.
I was fine by myself 2 years ago before the S…and I’m being fine by myself again. No stress.
You two deserve to to be happy after all the hell you have been through for so many years. Good for you! I have enjoyed my freedom for years, but my pain is that I still long for the S, as if he was my other half. I’m not angry any more. I just miss the way I felt around him. Why can’t they make a pill you can take called P-Off or S-Cape or something like that to make you stop thinking about them???
Thanks Star. It’s been a long road to trying to feel normal again. My x was so controlling and really killed my self-esteem. He was always accusing me of trying to attract other men so I stopped caring about what I wore and gained 25 lbs., and stopped getting my hair cut. Wow! 4 mos ago I didn’t look like me anymore. I gave all my size 14 pants to my sis..I’m back down to my normal size 8. I got a new wardrobe, hair cut, everything. I also hold my head up high now. I was so whipped, I used to walk looking down at the ground not to cause any trouble. I didn’t want him to think I was making eye contact with anyone. It would cause a fight.
How does one let that happen? These guys have a method. The first 6-8 mos is the honeymoon when you are “in love.” Then all the sudden, the control & maniuplation starts. I kept thinking he would stop the madness and we’d get back to the way things were…but things just got worse. I found myself doing anything to please him to get that honeymoon back.
Never again. Never ever.
Dear Stargazer,
That’s a great idea. We will call the new product “S-Cape” that is a great name! We have “S-caped the Ps” we are now “P-FREE”
StarG, I can understand how you miss the feeling that he made you feel when he was “being good”–I missed that feeling that my X-BF-P made me have, but you know, I realize it was just a “fake.” It was just one of those “things” that I ‘imagined” but there wasn’t any reality of it. It was kind of like I was “on drugs” and hallucinating or something. Well, I’m OFF “DRUGS” NOW and I see REALITY and I don’t intend to take any more “drugs” even if those drugs are hormones inside my head released by my brain.
It took some time, but I worked hard at it, at concentrating on other things. On realizing that I am OK without that “durg” to pump me up. REality is great! It would be nice to have a relationship that was good, but a bad relationship is worse than a good relationship is good, so unless I get a chance at a good one, I am okay by myself. The memory of tht “drug” induced “high” isn’t something that I am going to grieve over any more.
I’d rather be “high on reality” because there is so much wonderful in life that being “high” keeps you from seeing the good things.
Iwonder: How it happens is simple. You thought you EX thought like you, and vice versa, he thinks everyone thinks the way he does. It’s a perpetual merry go-round or roller coaster ride.
It is all about perception. Everyone’s perception.
Peace.
Wini: Hi. You are right. He says he trusts no one. You want to know why? Because HE can’t be trusted. He thinks everyone is out to get him. Why? Because HE is out to get everyone. He accused me of cheating all the time. Why? Because HE was cheating, etc. etc. He’s crazy. Insane.