A relationship with a sociopath is a traumatic experience. The definition of physical trauma is a serious injury or shock to the body, as with a car accident or major surgery. It requires healing.
On an emotional level, a trauma is wound or shock that causes lasting damage to the psychological development of a person. It also requires healing.
To some degree, we can depend on our natural ability to heal. But just as an untreated broken bone can mend crooked, our emotional systems may become “stuck” in an intermediate stage of healing. For example we may get stuck in anger, bitterness, or even earlier stages of healing, such as fear and confusion.
This article is about my personal ideas about the healing path for full recovery from the emotional trauma caused by a relationship with a sociopath. I am not a therapist, although I have training in some processes and theories of personal and organizational development. My ideas are also the result of years of research into personality disorders, creative and learning processes, family dynamics, childhood development, recovery from addictions and trauma, and neurological research.
After my five-year relationship with a man I now believe to be a sociopath, I was physically and emotionally broken down. I was also terrified about my condition for several reasons. In my mid-fifties, I was already seeing evidence of several age-related diseases. But more worrisome than the premature aging was my social incapacitation. I was unable to talk about myself without crying, unable to do the consultative work I lived on, desperately in need of comfort and reassurance, unable to trust my own instincts.
I had been in long-term relationships almost my entire life. My instinct was to find another one to help me rebuild myself. But I knew that there was no safe “relationship of equals” for me now. I was too messed up. No one would take on someone as physically debilitated and emotionally damaged as I was, without expecting to be paid for it. Likewise, I was afraid of my inclination to bond sexually. The only type of person I could imagine attracting was another predator who would “help” me while draining whatever was left of my material and financial resources.
My challenge
So, for the first time in my life, I made a decision to be alone. Knowing that the relationship with the sociopath had involved forces in my personality that were out of my control, I also decided that my best approach to this recovery was to figure out what was wrong with me and fix it. At the time, I did not understand my role in fostering this relationship, except that I couldn’t get out of it. But I knew that what happened to me with the sociopath wasn’t just about him. It was also about me.
I also made a decision to manage my own recovery. I made this decision for several reasons. One was that no one else really understood the mechanics of this relationship. My friends offered emotional support, but they were as confused as I was about his hold on me and why I could not extricate myself. Second, I found no meaningful assistance from therapists who seemed unable to grasp that this was a traumatic relationship. Third, everyone I knew wanted me to get over it and get on with my life, which was simply impossible to do.
So I was not only alone, but proceeding on a path that no one else supported. I’m not sure where I found the certainty that it was the right thing to do. But I was certain, and I held onto that certainty through the years it took. Today, when I’m essentially at the end of the process, except for the ongoing work on myself that has little to do with the sociopath anymore, I look back at it as the greatest gift I ever gave myself. It was the hardest thing I ever did. And in its own weird way, the most fun.
Here is where I started. I knew that I wanted to discover and neutralize the causes of my vulnerability. I knew that my vulnerabilities pre-dated the sociopath, although he had exploited them and made them worse. I felt like my battered state and particularly the sharp emotional pain gave me something to work with that was clear and concrete, and possibly the emergence from my subconscious of a lot buried garbage that had been affecting my entire life. Ultimately, I did engage a therapist to assist me in uncovering some childhood memories, and then went back to my own work alone.
My personal goal may have been more ambitious than others who come to this site. I not only wanted to heal myself from the damage of this relationship. I intended to accomplish a deep character transformation that would change the way I lived. Before I met him I was superficially successful, but I was also an over-committed workaholic with a history of relationship disasters. Except for a lot of unpublished poetry and half-written books, I had made no progress on lifelong desire to live as a creative writer. I wanted to come out of this as a strong, independent person who could visualize major goals and manage my resources to achieve them.
Because I had no model for what I was trying to do, I did things that felt very risky at the time. For example, I consciously allowed myself to become bitter, an emotion I never allowed myself to feel before, because I was afraid of getting stuck there. I’ll talk about some of these risks in future pieces — what I did and how it came out. I learned techniques that I hear other people talking about here on Lovefraud, things that really helped to process the pain and loss. Some of them I adapted from reading about other subjects. Some of them I just stumbled upon, and later learned about them from books, after I’d begun practicing them.
Though not all of us may think about our recovery as deep transformation work, I think all of us recognize that our beliefs, our life strategies and our emotional capacities have been profoundly challenged. We are people who are characteristically strong and caring. Personal characteristics that seemed “good” to us brought us loss and pain. After the relationship, our challenge is to make sense of ourselves and our world again, when what we learned goes against everything we believed in.
What I write here is not a model for going through this recovery alone. I say I did this alone, but I recruited a therapist when I needed help. I encourage anyone who is recovering from one of these relationships to find a therapist who understands the trauma of abusive relationships, and that recommendation is doubled if, like me, you have other PSTD issues.
The healing path
Given all that, this article is the first of a series about the process of healing fully. I believe that Lovefraud readers who are far down their own recovery paths will recognize the stages. Those who are just recently out of their relationships may not be able to relate to the later stages. But from my experience, my observations of other people’s recovery, and from reading the personal writings on Lovefraud, I think that all of our recovery experiences have similarities.
Since my own intention in healing was to figure out what was wrong with me and fix it, this recovery path is about self-healing, rather than doing anything to or about the sociopath. However there is a stage when we do want that. We want to understand who we were dealing with. We may want recognition of our victimization, revenge or just fair resolution. There is nothing wrong with feeling that way. It is a stage of recovery, and an important one.
My ideas owe a lot to the Kubler-Ross grief model, as well as to recovery processes related to childhood trauma, codependency and addiction. I also owe a great deal to the writing of Stephen M. Johnson, whose Humanizing the Narcissistic Affect and Characterological Transformation: the Hard Work Miracle provided invaluable insights and encouragement.
Here is the path as I see it.
1. Painful shock
2. Negotiation with pain
3. Recognition with the sociopath
4. Anger
5. Measurement of damage
6. Surrender to reality of damage
7. Review of identity after damage
8. Rebuilding life strategies
9. Practice
The words here are very dry, and I apologize for that. The experience, as we all know, is more emotional than intellectual, though it taxes our thinking heavily.
From what I’ve experienced and seen, some of these stages may occur simultaneously. We may feel like we’re in all of them, but working particularly in one stage more than the others. In my case, I often found that I was “going around and around the same mountain,” returning to a previous stage but at a higher level than before.
There is no specific mention of depression in this list. This is because I regard it as a kind of brown-out of our emotional system, when we are simply too overwhelmed by facts and feelings that conflict with our beliefs and identities. Depression can happen at any time in this path, but feelings of depression are most likely to occur in Stage 6. Terrible as depression may feel, I believe it is evidence of a deep learning process, where our conscious minds are resisting new awareness that is developing at a deeper level.
This path is a model of adult learning. It would be equally valid in facing and surmounting any major life change. If you are familiar with the Kubler-Ross grief model which was developed to describe the challenges involved with bereavement, this model will look familiar. It is essentially an extension of Kubler-Ross into a post-traumatic learning model. The trauma may be the loss of a loved one, a divorce, a job loss or change, or any of the major stressors of life.
This is all about learning and evolving. If the path is traveled to its end, we emerge changed but improved and empowered. We have given up something to gain something more. The fact that this change is triggered by trauma may cause us to think that it’s a bad thing for a while, but ultimately we come to realize that we have not only recovered from a painful blow, we have truly become more than we were before.
What drives us to heal
The future articles in this series will explore the stages, their value to us and how we “graduate” from one to the next.
Our struggle to get over this experience involves facing our pain, which is the flip side of our intuitive knowledge of we need and want in our lives. Those needs draw us through the recovery process, like beacons on a far shore guide a ship on a stormy sea. To the extent that we can bring these needs up into conscious awareness, we can move through the path more directly, because it programs our thinking to recognize what helps and what does not.
Here are a few ideas about where we think we’re going. I hope they will stimulate some discussion here, and that you will add your own objectives to the list.
1. To relieve the pain
2. To release our unhealthy attachment to the sociopath
3. To recover our ability to love and trust
4. To recover confidence that we can take care of ourselves
5. To recover joy and creativity in our lives
6. To gain perspective about what happened
7. To recover the capacity to imagine our own futures
Finally, I want to say again how grateful I am to be writing here on Lovefraud. As you all know, it is not easy to find anyone who understands our experience or what it takes to get over it.
I have been working on a book about this recovery path for several years. The ideas I’m presenting here have been developed in solitude, and “tested” to a certain extent in coaching other victims of sociopathic relationships who entered my life while I was working on my own recovery. But I’ve never had the opportunity before to share them with a group of people who really know and understand what I am talking about.
I respect every stage of the recovery path — the attitudes and voices of those stages, their perspectives and the value they provide to us. So if you find me more philosophic, idealistic or intellectual than you feel right now, believe me that I have been through every bit of it. If you had met at different places on the path, you would have found a stunned, weepy, embittered, distraught, outraged or depressed person. I was in the angry phase for a very long time. I had reason to feel that way, and it was the right way for me to be at the time.
I believe the stages are a developmental process that builds, one stage to the next, to make us whole. I also believe that this healing process is natural to us, and what I’m doing here is describing something that has been described by many people before me, but not necessarily in this context.
Your thoughts and feedback are very important to me.
Namaste. The healing wisdom in me salutes the healing wisdom in you.
Kathy
(((( Sunflower ))))
I havent had too bad of a childhood. I didnt have a father to speak of but other than that…. I have not been through the trama that you have for sure.
One thing that keeps my head up is that, most men are not spaths, they might be other things but not spaths lol….
I dont think I have post tramatic problems….well I did more when I was in it than I am now… I have not had a councelor in this….to me its just way to hard to Explain it! I feel that if I can just date someone healthy like for a few years that will help me to come back to myself….IDK that almost sounds wrong I know…. it helps me to look forward and not back!
Alive, I think I won’t be triggered soon anymore, certainly not by a non-spath, and not if I take it slow and my time. That’s what my boundaries for in part… If I were to rush myself, I’d end up being triggered, because I’d have no real stable idea of what I sense, feel and want anymore about situations. Sex would require deep trust based on evidence for that trust. I don’t want to end up acting like a shower-trained spath victim anymore (he made me shower before and after sex). The first time I jumped in the shower after intercourse the one night stand thought it nice… but after a while he started to ask why I would ALWAYS jump in the shower immediately after. I hadn’t even realized how much I was shower trained to the abnormalcy level by the ex until the one night stand pointed it out to me. Or how about me suddenly turning frantic and demanding the one night stand where my passport was (I had already put it safely away, but forgot about that). And I was the most horrible grouch whenever he woke me (ex-spath used to terrorrize my sleep, waking me up, then keeping me awake with fights or leaving the house for several hours while saying he was only gone for 10 mins, and then when I fell asleep again he’d wake me again).
There’s NO WAY I’ll sleep with a man unless I already know for a long time so I can be sure he won’t touch my stuff while I’m sleeping, has tact, and respects my need for sleep. I do feel more confident though about not easily being swept off my feet anymore. I’ve reached a stage where I can feel attraction and flutters for someone without losing my head, without becoming blind.
In chakra terms: my sacral chakra can be very alive (butterflies, passion, desire), and my heart full of love, and yet my third eye is fully active and the master when it comes to making decisions and actions. That gives me a safe feeling…
Alive, you only need yourself to come to yourself, and yes it is very dangerous to desire someone else to do it for you. It’s not fair to that someone either. Would you like someone else to expect from you to heal them? Not that genuine love cannot work healing, but that usually ends in the two people going their own way, because the basis of the relationship were not genuine relationship reasons.
Darwinsmom,
What do you consider genuine reasons? I’d just like to know your input. I am dating to go on, and forget the past and strain forward. So far so good but what do you think a genuine relationship is?
I love to be with someone and do things with share things with and work together for the common things that are good in life. There are many reasons, yes I might be somewhat lonely at times, I think a lot of us are.
I dont know what chakra is lol…. but I know butterflies, passion and desires… third eye? No I don’t know what that is either.
I think I still have issues, no doubt about that, and I am still healing…..yes for sure! I don’t think anyone can heal me, but do believe that others have been helping me, in which I have seen a lot of improvement.
I have not slept with a man yet and don’t intend on doing that until I am ready! I have set boundaries for myself there also!
What a nightmare you went through trying to sleep!
I am so glad it is over everytime I see these reports!
Darwinsmom,
I’d like to say this also. I do require more personal time to myself now where in the past I didn’t. So I know that has a lot to do with what I have been through also. Its like we have had our tanks loaded down with lies and cleaning the waters within is not as easy?
Alive
A genuine reason? When being in the company of someone creates a third entity (a bridge… the relationship…) that both can support. note: I don’t mean ‘connection’ with the word ‘bridge’, though that is part of it. It’s just a word to describe a relationship as a third, separate entity, that couldn’t exist without the two pillars.
Sometimes people think a relationship is becoming one, where two people become a one union. I think of a relationship of existing of 3 individuals – two persons and the bridge between them.
I can’t date to help me move on. It’s something I never was capable of. And if I tried, I just ended up feeling guilty over it, because I’d feel as if I’d be using someone with the full knowledge they wouldn’t have a real chance with me, because I wouldn’t be open to it anyway. And yes, the few times I did this in the past, some men ended up falling in love with me. It was simply devestating to dash their hopes.
It’s not that I feel guilty about telling a man I do not recopricate their feelings, when I’m open to a relationship. I only feel guilty when I know beforehand they’d never make a chance, no matter how attractive, kind they are, no matter how much they could be a match, for the simple reason I’m not ready for it.
Darwinsmom,
I understand. Like you, I want to be complete and know I am working at my full capacity before entering into something serious.
I am going to think more on this, because yes I know I am not fully healed, sometimes I don’t know what I am! It is hard to know what is in my own heart at times. The heart is an incredible instrument.
Still……am on the journey to recover and I have to be positive in it.
Thank you for bringing up these issues.
(((( Darwinsmom ))))
Alive
Alive: I have not dated but once or twice since the original infection.
It never did work well for me, before, after or during the ppath.
I think my need for ‘healing’, inside and out, is greater to me,
right now, than seeking a ‘soft, comfortable spot’ to land, which
would be nice – end up in a non crap relationship for a change.
However, I have medical issues that require me to move along
with my life, now, in a much slower, NON CHAOTIC kind of way
and after having lived alone now for a great many years, first as
a single mother of four, then, on my own, the past almost 14 years.
This is honestly, the first time in my life that I have been able to
be ME since I was 16 years old and I will be 62 soon. I am not
HATING the ‘alone time’, trust me.
I have never relied upon anyone for anything.
This was MY LIFE and MY WORLD and MY HOME, long before
the ppath wormed “IT’s” way into my life and world.
No, I am not ever in a hurry to ‘date’ again.
I want to live and be myself and not have to adjust myself
to the ‘likings’ of another relationship. That isn’t being an
anti social person, with a personality disorder, that is a CHOICE
and a preference for me.
It would take more time than I have left to put myself in a state
of mind (after all of this) to entertain another man in my life.
A FRIEND would be wonderful but we all know that those are
very hard to come by in this life. Least the one’s who mean it.
You sound very ‘grounded’ Alive and like you know more about
what’s happened than you have said…I mean, it sounds like you
DO understand more than you give yourself credit for.
After what I have been through, the farthest thing from my thoughts,
right now, is entertaining another relationship. I don’t want the drama.
Being submerged as deeply as I am in the healing phase
of my life – no new man would want to entertain all that either.
Especially a violent ppath, like the one who has been stalking me almost 13 years now.
It always seems to come down to:
“Well, what did YOU do to HIM?” I don’t have time for the nonsense anymore.
I just want to live and live my life TO MY BEST without all
the chaos and stalking and threats.
Red Flags are Red Flags but having a ton of RED FLAGS falling on
your head isn’t required before you put it together.
Stay safe and be well on your journey.
Remember to take care of YOU: physically and emotionally.
Don’t neglect yourself. YOU are all that truly matters right now.
And, no, that isn’t being selfish. TAKE CARE OF AND BE GOOD
TO YOURSELF. Think with your head and not your heart.
The heart has a tendency to tell us lies.
Things that aren’t good for us.
*Blessings*
Dupey
I’m sorry to interrupt your conversation, I’m going thru the emotions here right now. I don’t know where to turn to. It feels like the veil is about to be lifted and I’m not handeling it very well at the moment. This isn’t the right article to post it, but I do not know where to put it….
The last couple a days I’ve worked really hard on my self, felt so much better, but suddenly it smacks me in the head, what the h*ll REALLY happened. I was reading your comments on your dating discussion and intimacy when I had some backflashes of me and him being intimate. (Makes me vant to vommit ”“ can’t believe I did it voluntary sometimes)
It dawns on me that my story is somewhat different from the most of yours. The spath I met, I never fell in love with. I didn’t like him at all, I wasn’t attracted to him, he was smelly, pizzaface, skinny, I was taller than him,younger than me, he looked like a boy, had the same eyes as my first spath – everything was off. I met him once and within two weeks, said he loved me and bla bla bla. I told him to leave ( I did many, many times, but he never did and I gave up ”“ it got to the point I didn’t want him to leave (wtf???)) but he refused and I didn’t call the cops on him because I didn’t want to make a fool of my self infront of my neighbours as well as his crying got to me. I let him stay, I didn’t know what to do,at the same time I got very charmed and smitten by him. In the very beginning, he portrayed himself to be very sweet, caring and charming so I thought, ok let’s give it a try. As the time went by ( four+ weeks in or so) I had a hard time struggling to like him. He was such a juvenile baby and I just wanted out – something didn’t feel right, but then came all the episodes as I’ve described earlier in other posts. I remember one time I stood in the entry of my bedroom, crying because he had done something to hurt me again and I cried to him: A relationship is not supposed to be like this, this ain’t normal! He just shrugged and said: Uhu… and went on playing his computer games. I broke down and he came towards me, kissing me and telling me it was so good to have arguments like this, it meant it brought us closer to eachother. (On another occasion he said he liked arguing with me, then he knew where he had me.) After that I couldn’t let it go and one day we sat at the kitchen table eating dinner and I said to him: I feel like I’m trapped in a relationship I don’t want to be in. He calmly said: I am doing great! I love beeing with you, how you feel I don’t know, but I am having the best time of my life. I want to be with you all the time and I love you so much. All I could say back was: I don’t want it to be like this. In that particularly moment I gave up. I couldn’t understand my feelings. At one hand I felt “in love” misstaking it for being paralyzed, on the other hand, I was stuck, so I could just as well make the most of it. It would be better to be with somebody rather spending the next years alone as the last ones. I was honest with him about it as well. So I learned my self to love him and I did. I trusted him. I thought he loved me and I was willing to do whatever it took to make it work for us even when I knew it wouldn’t. He felt familiar to me.
This way of running over me he did on every single area of my life. If I went to the bathroom, he unlocked the door so he could come in and hang over me, couldn’t take a shower alone, nothing – never once. He called and texted all the time, I had no mental space of him what so ever. He was on me every single minute of the day. At night he slept litterally on top of me like a baby, Threw stuff around him I had to clean, he didn’t shower or clean himself, I had to make him to it or do it my self, even brush his teeth… OMG you have no Idea. When I say BABY, I mean BABY. Then he switched to the controllig part with the knives on the bedside tables, threaths of throwing stuff at me if I didn’t do as he said, making decisions over my head, beeing THE MAN – things I’ve mentioned in other posts. I was under constant control. He just moved into my house ( yeah well, I kinda see how I let him…) , used my things as he liked, went thru my personal belonings…. I got a loooooooong list…..I tried to slow him and the relationship down, but he wouldn’t listen. He was in such a hurry. I was exhausted within the first month.
The worst part is everybody knew what he was doing, even my family. NO ONE said ANYTHING to me, They just stood there and watched. They did nothing… My own family, my own friends… I had even asked for their advice on what to do :/ They even said I didn’t look happy…. (Well can now see how that’s possible)
And when the bomb exploded, they weren’t there.
I now understand what my therapist ment when she said the nicest thing he could ever do to you was to leave you.
I feel like every single bit of my spirit, mind, life and soul has been raped in pieces.
I don’t get it. In my sleep i dream every night that I love him, miss him and want him back. I wake up with these feelings that just won’t let go, but at the same time I’m disgusted by him, glad it’s over, don’t ever want him back. I keep swinging back and forth between the emotions. I look back and wonder who was I? I can’t recognize the person I was. I can’t figure out who I am today or what I want.I wish I had a job and good friends, I imagine it would have been easier to get over it. I’ve heard that the recovery time is shorter when you have a good network around you. Is this true? Today I’m just a mess….
Sunflower,
Your story sounds pretty familiar to me and actually not that different from mine… except perhaps the attractive part. I was NOT interested at all in the ex-spath when I first met him, nor even when he started to target me. The last thing I expected from myself was to even have a fling with him, let alone a long distance relationshit. And the last thing I expected was for him to be even be interested in the long distance relationshit. I basically rolled into it, thinking it was rather casual and meaningless. ANd yet before I knew it I ended up pulling him to me and kiss him. Before I knew it he started to introduce me as his fiance and his wife (though he hadn’t even asked me at all) and I started to think, “Why not? What’s the harm in trying? He’s not the love of my life, so I can get out anytime I want to. I’ll just postpone the decision.” And I postponed and postponed and postponed until he made the decision.
It was all pure oxytocine addiction and trauma bonding for me. And it sounds like it was like that for you too.
When it was over I had a good network of friends, family, a job, professional hobby career on the side (adventure tourleading in the summer). And it all unraveled before my eyes, except for the good friends and family. Lost the job, the trip with tourists in Peru was a mental and emotional hell. In just a few months everything else seemed to have died off, beyond my will. That’s when the depressive phase came and I felt a total failure. But that also made me re-examine myself and gave me time to do some healing creative projects, and made me decide to start an extra bachelor and master. Having a full time, secure job was not my priority last year. I went looking for interim jobs when I started to feel better about myself, more organized again (rather than dysfunctional) and needed the money. I had already had major insights by then about myself, and it wasn’t so much about him anymore. And while doing the jobs I noticed that I already had made a major leap in boundaries and keeping emotional distance from incidents and events. That did spur my recovery on, by gaining more self-confidence, because I could see I was having much better results. The job and socialising weren’t catalysts of healing, but they were like a feedback or a mirror for me to see where I was in my recovery process.
For me my recovery process (and I include the unraveling part with recovery) took as much time as it needed. It couldn’t have been sped up.
Sunflower, the veil is, indeed, lifting and many, many truths are about to be revealed – most of them aren’t going to be pleasant because those truths are about US, not THEM. You’re on the brink of a breakthrough.
Like the process of birth, a personal breakthrough can be quite painful, but there IS a point where amazement and epiphany merge after the breaking-through. You’re pushing your way through a thick membrane of guilt, shame, and cog/diss – all at the same time. Once the veil lifts, and your eyes become adjusted to the light, things become so clear that it would be comical if it weren’t so frigging tragic, at the same time.
“Healing The Shame That Binds You” is (I think) the title of the most pivotal book that I”ve ever read about my personal recovery. I’ve read many, many publications that discussed narcissism and sociopathy in general and detailed terms, but there hasn’t been a whole lot in the way of recovery – I haven’t read Donna’s book, yet, and I am REALLY looking forward to the time that I can order both of them (along with Travis’ story). I digress….the book that I mentioned opened a tightly sealed door that I made the choice to pry open and step through. And, I’m so grateful that I did.
You’re going to be FINE, Sunflower – really, you are. The healing process isn’t warm and fuzzy, by any stretch of the imagination, but the personal clarity is (for lack of a better description) simply breathtaking. It can be a series of the most empowering “Ah…HAH” moments we’ll ever experience during our lifetimes. Hang in there, and gird your loins and don your chain-mail. Put on your war-face and fear no darkness – you’re getting BEYOND that need for fear!
Brightest and most encouraging blessings