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.)
Iwonder: You are closer to the truth … except, he’s not insane … just SELFISH, SELF ABSORBED, SELF CENTERED.
They think the world revolves around them. No one else matters. That’s why you were treated the way you did … and your gut instincts kept telling you to get out, get out, get out.
That’s why we leave.
We perceive life in a virtuous way, they view life through the vices.
Opposites. Totally opposite viewpoints on life.
Peace.
I have the personality type that I tend to hang on to past loves and idealize them. I even have dreamt for years about long lost loves who died or for whatever reason I couldn’t be with. This seems to be some wierd glitch in my personality. I should be enjoying my freedom and getting on with my life. But I am a hopeless romantic, clinging to past fantasies and hoping against hope that it could be different. I also have lost some confidence, as I’m about to turn 48 in a few weeks. I just don’t feel as attractive as I used to be, and dating seems to get harder. I tend to shy away from men lately, and don’t look them in the eye for long. That little inner voice is saying I’m getting old and washed up, and most men prefer someone younger. I know it’s silly, but I feel like my best years for dating are behind me, given to P’s and selfish jerks. I always felt beautiful around the P, even though he was 10 years younger than me and very handsome. I think realistically, I look pretty good for my age. But something’s just lost for me. I have lost my confidence. I see my hair thinning every day and pluck more and more hairs from my chin. It’s just not a great time for me to be dating. And yet I need to in order to move on.
stargazer – bless your heart – oh how we beat ourselves up sometime- 48? wana be 78? your young sweetheart – but i agree – dating a guy 10 -12 years younger than we are is CRAZY – I am 54 and I still got some spunk left in me – but my X asshole was 12 years younger – and that did bother me – he would assure me that the age thing didnt matter – but I guess when they are looking for a easy target age doesnt seem to be an issue – so next time I am going to be the younger of the two – so where are you at gramp’s? I seem to attract younger guy’s but they are looking for a daddy figure – I already have children – aint gonna raise no more babies – done with that – and when they leave us for someone younger – damn that hurt’s but it is all in the head – age really shouldnt matter – but when WE are the older one – hell yes it matter’s – thats just nature
stargazer you may not know this but I asked OXY to marry me and she turned me down because I am too old – she is looking for a young stud about 30—-!!!!
Hey Henry, to each their own (LOL).
Peace.
Henry, my EX looked like I was dating my father. It never bothered me that we looked like daughter and father … but it did bug him. It wasn’t until he got used to our relationship that he started looking just as young as I do (no kids, so I never had the stress of worrying about children) …anyway, when I run into folks I went to H.S. or even grade school they all same the same thing “you haven’t changed except the color of your hair … don’t you ever age?”. Even my boss kept calling me kid … I used to look in back of me, like who is this woman talking too, I was almost 50 when she kept calling me kid.
Age is how we view it … you either think you are old no matter what your chronological age is and then you age, or you don’t think about it … just live your life … and you don’t age.
Peace.
Henry. The age thing is relevant. My ex was 14 years younger than me and although he said age didnt matter. In my mind it really did, because we were born out of different decades, our values and memories were different. I kept thinking that he could go with women 20 years younger than me and that really bugged me and I felt insecure. I think he said the age thing didnt matter, because like you, I am set up with my own home, and his words were a front. I would prefer to go out with older men, but unless they look and behave really distinguished, some men seem to be so much older. When it comes down to it, so many factors matter.
beverly: my ex-s/p/n is 12 yrs younger than i am. we met when he was a teenager and i was in my 20’s. i was very close friends with his mom. i was a member of his family. we’ve known eachother for 20+ years. his wife (and OW) were all young, beautiful and had perfect figures. he treated them even worse than me. i don’t think age matters. a s/p is a s/p is a s/p. all that matters is that they can get what they want from whoever they prey upon. although my ex’s new gf is 25 (half my age), i think he could just as easily have gone with a 40 or 50 yr old if she had what he wanted; money, status, sex, etc.
it’s not about beauty, it’s not about age, it’s not about a hot body. it’s about him being a user and going with whomever will give him what he wants with the least bit of resistance.
i started pulling away from him, not arguing, not giving him anything (not even cooking) toward the end. and i knew the end was coming. he blamed me for everything (even for hating his wife!), but it sure didn’t stop him from cheating on her too.
he’s a leech, and his victim (me, the new one, the one after that) is whoever he can get over on the most.
i am SO grateful that he left me for someone else. free at last, free at last … thank god almighty, i’m free at last!!!
Hi Beverly I keep thinking about something you said many month’s ago – “The other guy will always be a wild card” and I so agree with that. Does that mean we are incapable of a real relationship? Considering our back ground’s and dysfunctions? I am totally convinced that we were targeted and conned out of love -sex – money -what ever they needed to keep them supplied. And we are left with emotion’s they can’t never undertand. They are empty shell’s – incapable of loving – but always yearning to be loved – but our love is never enuff – they get bored with us very quick. I did a little asking around about my (X) and he is not happy. He was only happy in ‘my’ mind. It is sad that they are what they are. I know I need to forgive him but I just can’t – not now. And I hope and pray he doesnt ever come back too me – because that illusion ‘we’ created is so strong – like a drug. And coming down from that 3 year ‘drug induced’ illusion of them being everything we want is tuff. I guess like any meth or heroine addict – coming back to reality is very difficult and maybe for some of us that illusion is better than the reality – that is until you lose everything – including your health and mind – and you know that you have to jump off the roller coaster – no matter how much you are enjoying the ride….
Henry
Its really hard that they have no idea what your feeling. Its the worst form of torture. I cant believe waht I put up with for 21 yrs. I am sure I was 2nd choice when he married me there was someone else he would have preferred to marry who was from a wealthy family. She finished it with him when she found out he had been chating on her with a few people.
Just befor we were married as we were making all the arrangements, my sister bumped in to the new partner of S’s girlfriend he said to her out of the blue ‘do not let your sister marry that man, warn her that he has been contacting his ex telling her if she will have him back he will call off the wedding’
Unfortunately for me my sister didnt tell me about this encounter, she thought it was sour grapes, I could have been saved a lot of heartache if I had known. Its bad enough been an S victim, but finding out your 2nd choice victim, its so sick.
I had no idea of any of this at the time he was acting as if he really loved me, like a little puppy dog but with very sharp teeth!