I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.
— Frederic Nietzsche
In recovering from a sociopathic relationship, one of our greatest challenges is to rediscover the meaning of trust. Trust is a kind of glue in our lives. If we are going to be vibrant human beings, living with healthy curiosity and developing ourselves through calculated risks and learning from our experiences, we have to be able to depend on some background truths. When our lives are rocked by unexpected disaster, the impact on our ability to trust our perceptions or our world around us can be massive.
This issue comes up over and over on LoveFraud. We hear it most clearly from the people in early recovery. But it’s an issue at every stage of healing, including the process of forgiving discussed in the last article.
This article will look at some issues around trust, and offer some thoughts about why a relationship with a sociopath illuminates this issue, and what we can do to recover.
Catching the sociopath’s disease
As readers of my writing know, I have my own perspective of the psychology of sociopaths. It sometimes overlaps current theories, but is based more on what I have observed and lived through. I believe that the core issue in the sociopathic dysfunction is a virtually total blockage of interpersonal trust.
I settled on this, because it can explain other symptoms they exhibit. It also matches the personal stories of everyone I’ve known who arguably could be diagnosed as a sociopath, a psychopath, a malignant narcissist or a decompensating borderline. Their personal stories tend to be about the social isolation caused by their differences in temperament or circumstances, or about massive breakdown in their safety or nurture, especially as infants or toddlers. I believe they skew toward the independent, rather than dependent side of the disorder spectrum because of the developmental timing of these crises, as well as lack of support and validation at a crucial time.
Be that as it may, they not only gave up trusting, but blocked off need for it as dangerous to their physical and psychological survival. And they became chronic, eternal loners, living by their wits on the “mean streets,” and viewing any part of the world based on trust-related structures with envy, bitterness and disdain. Their highest sense of the outcome of relationships is winning, because it supports their survival needs and because getting what they want is the only type of interpersonal exchange they can regard as both safe and pleasurable.
With only transient and shallow human connections, they live with emotional starvation, grasping after anything that makes them feel “real” or rewarded. Except for expediency, they have no stake in the world of mutual agreements, like laws or social contracts, and no motivation to behave altruistically. As eternal outsiders, they assume that anything they own or build is vulnerable. So, they are highly concerned with neutralizing threats and building invulnerability (wealth, social acceptance, etc.). But jumping ship, when necessary, is relatively easy, because their need to feel like they are winning or in control is more essential to their internal stability than their attachment to any person or thing.
All of this is important in the context of contagion. Feelings and feelings-connected ideas are contagious. We know this from mob psychology. Peer pressure. The way the character of an authority figure, like a CEO, can shape an entire organization. Many of us have gotten involved in “project” relationships where we feel like we have the resources to help someone out of depression, addiction or some kind of life failure, and discovered they’ve dragged us down as much as we’ve dragged them up. And of course, we are influenced by emotional vocabularies of our families of origin, as well as our intimate relationships, because we strongly desire to stay bonded.
Relationships with sociopaths put a special spin on the issue of contagion. The sociopath urgently wants to influence us. On our side, we are typically comfortable with sacrificing some personal independence for a positive and intense connection. (All relationships involve some compromise, but people who evade or escape early from sociopathic relationships may more resistant to early concessions.) So we have one partner, the sociopath, who needs us to give up our autonomy and another partner, us, who is willing to do so in exchange for the benefits of intensely positive relationship.
We feel like we are in agreement. We feel like winners. But as the relationship progresses, our objectives begin to conflict. We are looking for ongoing emotional support and validation, to feel loved and to know our wellbeing is important to our partner. They are looking for control of resources in their ongoing struggle to survive as unconnected loners. Once they have won with us, they turn their attention to new sources, unless we threaten to revolt. Then, they may re-groom us with loving attention or try to diminish our will through verbal, emotional or physical abuse. For them, the choice of technique isn’t meaningful, as long as it works. Over time, they are more openly annoyed at “wasting” energy on us, unless they are getting something new out of it.
For us, living with a sociopath’s reality is both a radical re-education and an ongoing demolition of beliefs we need to be true. LoveFraud is peppered with statements that begin with “How could he”¦?” and “I can’t believe that”¦” and “What kind of person would”¦?” One of the core pieces of our learning the sociopath’s reality is feeling alone, unsupported and unable to depend on a supposedly trusted connection. Another piece is the feeling of emotional starvation and being in a game designed to keep us in the loser role. Another is the discovery that trust is a fool’s game, and we have to stop if we’re going to survive.
That’s not all. There is the chronic bitterness, envy and resentfulness. There is the aggrieved entitlement to any behavior that serves them, as payback for whatever forced them to jam their ability to trust into the locked basement of their psyches. There is the whole mechanical modus operandi, rigidly designed to avoid the fear and grief of abandonment. There is frantic need to keep busy, developing new schemes to avoid slipping into a pit of depression that they equate with suicide. Ruthless survivors, at whatever cost to themselves or anyone else, is probably the most accurate way to describe them.
All this is what we have been exposed to.
Understanding the lesson
“When the student is ready, the teacher will arrive,” is a well-known Buddhist saying. Another bit of Buddhist wisdom is that we fall in love with our teachers.
When it comes to relationships with sociopaths, this perspective can be a hard pill to swallow. However, we can agree that falling in love with these people initiates one of the most costly and painful lessons of our lives. For those of us who are vulnerable to these relationships, the lesson is also difficult to untangle and ultimately profound. Eventually, it leads many of us to question some of our deepest beliefs and to find the courage to let go of beliefs that have outlived their usefulness, even though they once gave us comfort and feelings of safety in the world.
Fortunately, that courage pays off for us, though we may not know it while we’re grieving something we loved. The greatest achievements of our lives often involve surmounting fear to take huge risks. There is no more fearful risk than letting go of a foundation belief that we trusted for our survival. But we let it go when we have no choice, because it is clearly no longer adequate to support our survival.
In a relationship with a sociopath, we are immersed in an entirely different human reality than our own. The mutual attraction between people of a sociopathic type and people who have codependent tendencies is a cliché that is probably not accurate to all the people and situations described on LoveFraud, but it does describe an interpersonal dynamic that is reasonably consistent. Even people who have been blindsided by out-of-the-blue personality changes face the challenges of dealing with sociopathic relationships with our non-sociopathic beliefs and survival strategies.
This interpersonal dynamic is a kind of head-on collision of radically different survival styles. The sociopathic partner is committed to depending on himself, no matter what temporary dependencies he or she might arrange. The other partner is oriented toward depending on agreements of mutual support. This doesn’t mean that non-sociopaths cannot survive outside an intimate relationship, anyone who would attract them or even consider a relationship with one of them probably is the type of person who feels they do better in reciprocal, committed and trust-based partnership with another person.
The reason codependency comes into this is that codependents and others on the dependent side of the personality spectrum experience needs (rather than wants) in their preference for mutual support as a survival strategy. The more intimate the relationship, the more they need the other person to become actively involved in the preservation their wellbeing, especially in the emotional realm. Those perceived needs (rather than wants) make it more likely they will bargain away important aspects of their identity, resources and plans into order to obtain that caring attention.
Sociopathic survival depends on other people’s agreements to provide them with resources. We could argue that they are just as dependent as we are, but the key difference is the way we make decisions about our lives. Sociopathic decisions are “me” oriented, whether they are impulsive in-the-moment choices or important long-term choices of change in life direction. Their partners — who are both targeted by the sociopath and self-selected by their tolerance or inability to escape the sociopath’s treatment in relationship — have the tendency to put “us” first in their decision-making.
At this point, I can hear rumbling out there of “Tell me something I don’t know.” I know you know. But I hope this long description clarifies the real nature of our challenge. We have been closely involved with someone who doesn’t trust or connect emotionally, and who uses our need or desire for a trustworthy partner to enforce our involvement and extract resources that he or she has no intention of repaying. We have immigrated to planet Sociopath and our visas are all stamped “loser.”
Since this is their world, what would they tell us if we asked them about how to get this loser stamp off our visa? If we caught them at a moment when they were blissed out with anti-anxiety drugs stolen from their last girlfriend or feeling generous because they were feeling flush after some big win, they might say, “Don’t be such a dope. The world is full of people and situations in which other people win by using you. If you don’t care enough about you to protect yourself and your resources, this is what you get. Save your whining for your victim friends. You must like it or you wouldn’t volunteer for it.”
Ouch. Well, the Buddhists don’t say anything about the teacher being a nice guy.
Power and Resilience
The meaning of this lesson changes as we move through our phases of healing. People in early-stage recovery are terrified by the prospect of a world without trust. People in the angry stage are fighting back, sharpening their skills at identifying situations and people that cannot be trusted, building better boundaries against aggressive users, and getting active in neutralizing threats to them and people they care about.
After we develop and practice these skills, we earn some confidence about our ability to deal with incoming threats. This enables us to gradually shift our focus from vigilance against threats (what we don’t want) to interest recreating our lives (what we do want). We don’t forget what happened or minimize its importance. But we build on what we learned about our power and entitlement to make choices. Maybe for the first time since we were teenagers, we invest serious thought on how we want to feel, who we want to be, and the way we want our lives to play out in this new world.
With our power to choose comes increased emotional independence. We start viewing our lives as something we create and our results as something we earned. We still value relationships, but we are less willing to compromise our identities, give away our resources or change our plans. We become more interested in less dramatic relationships with other people who are learning through living. We share stories, validation and encouragement, but we are also conscious of each other’s limited resources. A relationship may naturally deepen. But we don’t need that to survive, and we are cautious, because we don’t want to discover too late that our great friendship did not prepare us for the different needs of a love affair.
When we face the idea of never trusting again in the way we once did, it can be very scary. The scariest thing is what might happen inside us. We don’t want to become suspicious, angry people. We don’t want to live in a constant state of anxious alert.
But we’re not giving up the ability to trust. We’re giving up something else, the trust of a child who has no choice but to trust, because it is dependent. And so that child turns to magical thinking to preserve belief in the trustworthiness of its parents or the safety of its environment, no matter how much evidence there may be to the contrary. This is the mirror-reverse of the sociopath’s survival strategy of blocking of trust. If we are still doing this magical thinking as adults, we also are dealing with blocked development that keeps us in a childlike reality. In learning to trust conditionally, and to limit our investments in other people’s lives to match what we get out of it, we are transitioning to the world of grown-up trust.
The childlike trust is a trust in being loved and supported, no matter what. In truth, we haven’t really believed in this for a long time. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have kept paying more and more to be accepted and loved. Even though we can live in ways that reduce our risk, we already know that no one can really buy an insurance policy against things changing. Everything changes. An awake, aware life creates itself with the knowledge of change. But it doesn’t mean that there is nothing we can trust.
It just means that we trust conditionally. We trust what is consistent, until it isn’t consistent anymore. This makes almost everything in our lives trustworthy. The sun rises and sets. Snarling dogs are likely to bite. Cars eat gas and steel bumpers are stronger but more expensive to replace that plastic ones. Roses like a lot of rain. Tomatoe plants don’t. The leftovers in the refrigerator that smell icky are bad to eat. People who don’t share our ethics or world views are interesting at dinner parties, but risky to do business with or marry. These are background truths we can conditionally trust until something changes.
These smaller, conditional trusts serve the same purpose as our desire for larger, unconditional trusts did before. The real difference is that we trust now in a way that leaves more room for life. Knowing that trust may be transient makes it that much more lovely. We have limited resources — intellectual and emotional — and one of the risks of life is to trust what appears to be stable, so that we can use our resources to make new things grow.
For readers who are not anywhere near ready to feel powerful about their choices, here is a simple rule you can use until you are. Guard your trust as though it were an extension cord from your heart. Don’t give it away to anyone you don’t firmly believe deserves it. And be prepared to unplug the cord at a moment’s notice. You can always plug it back in again, if you find you’ve made a mistake by unplugging it. No one who really cares (or who is capable of caring) about you will mind you taking care of yourself. But your trust in other people and in the world should be a conduit for good into your life. That’s what it’s for.
If it brings anything else, don’t thing twice. Unplug it. A good life should have lots of these extension cords, some heavier duty than others, leading to all kinds of things that bring us good. People, institutions, books, artists, blogs. If unplugging one or two makes us feel lost or destabilized, it probably means we need to find more things we enjoy without our lives depending on it.
In conclusion, you’ve probably all figured out that this is really about “becoming the sociopath,” but in a good way. We use the contagion to strengthen some of our weak spots, and to gain access to the “inner sociopath” when it’s appropriate. There is fundamentally nothing wrong with what sociopaths do, except that it’s all that they do. They can’t respond to love. They can’t trust anything but themselves. They can’t stop replaying their primal drama, because their lack of trust blocks them from ever learning that they are not alone.
Fortunately for us, more dependent types are open to input. We not only can learn, but many of us are truly excited by anything that breaks us out of our limitations. We know we’re not losers, but sometimes it takes a long time to overcome our training. In getting involved with a sociopath, we took the biggest risk of our lives. We stuck our heads into the mouth of the lion, and if you’ve gotten this far, you’ve taken a good look around and said, “Hey, I can do that.”
Next time, unless I get distracted, we will discuss love. This week I will not be available to follow the thread, so I hope you enjoy it, that it makes some sense to everyone, and it makes you feel good about wherever you are now. If you are on LoveFraud, I think you deserve to feel proud of yourself.
Namaste. The spirit of enlightened self-caring in me salutes the spirit of enlightened self-caring in you.
Kathy
Hecates path, I’m responding to your question here, because I don’t want to derail Donna’s thread on the sharks, when it’s just beginning.
It’s been a little more than five years since that person was physically out of my life.
There’s a time line in the recovery work, but the edges are soft. In the beginning, I invested from a year and a half to two years in single-minded focus on working through it. I didn’t (couldn’t) work, because I was too destabilized — physically ill and suicidal at the start. I basically created my own sanitarium and committed myself. I was fortunate enough to have a small inheritance to support me, and no one else who was dependent on me (like children).
I had a limited support system of friends who could tolerate being around me and one or two who could actually contribute something meaningful. I spent one of those years in intensive work with a therapist, because it raised incest-related issues that were too overwhelming to address alone. But otherwise, my recovery was self-directed.
So what I’m sharing now is the benefit of that, as well as the ongoing work in the years afterward, when I was able to start working again and get more involved with my adult son and other relationships that were not strictly in support of my healing. (Though everything now is really part of this great evolutionary adventure.)
The personal work doesn’t end, but the nature of it changes a lot over time. I got perspective on what happened to me, and more understanding of my life in the context of the larger patterns of culture and other people’s lives. As it became more of a learning experience and less of a destabilizing blow, the climate of my emotional system changed. And continues to change.
I believe in personal healing. And I believe that we are meant to live in peace with ourselves, feelings of belonging in this world, and emotional freedom to act as we think right. I’ve always believed in this, although it took my encounter with the sociopath to help me figure out how to do that.
I was lucky to have the time, money, and personal freedom and physical safety to focus so intently on this work. I know that not everyone is so lucky. I’m hoping that, by writing about it, I can help other people be more confident and directed in their own recovery processes.
That’s a long answer to your simple question But it’s what you’re seeing in my writing. All that said, if I could succeed in saying exactly the right thing in every instance, it wouldn’t change the fact that the learning process involves undoing past beliefs. It’s tough work, because we fight it. It takes time.
Kathy
This is a great article. I met our friend, Kathy, yesterday, and told her that it was timely for me, based on two experiences I had in the last couple of days.
Bachelor # 1: I met this guy and went out on a dinner date with him the other night. Nice-looking guy, interesting, gainfully-employed, paid his share of a dinner check. In short, everything S wasn’t. Anyhow, we spoke for over 4 hours.
And while it was only a first date, I still had my S meter operating. Funny thing was, he was definitely coming across as truthful and genuine. Dinner lasted over 4 hours. The conversation flowed. No red flags popping. He called the other night and we spoke for over an hour. Same thing. We’re having dinner tomorrow night. I am taking it slow, and watching for the red flags, but so far so good.
Bachelor # 2: A friend called me up and told me he had gone out with some guy. Not right for him, but he thought we might click. Then he starts telling me about he guy and I reazlize it is S’s-ex (what are the odds in a city of 10 million?). The ex was as duplicitious and manipulative as S. My friend goes back to S’s-ex and tells him it isn’t going to happen for the obvious reasons.
The ex goes crazy on him, telling my friend that S cheated on him repeatedly. That S cheated on ME repeatedly (thank you for the confirmation). That I had become friendly with the ex’s attorney, etc, etc.
Now what any of this had to do with me is beyond me. My friend was astonished. All he could say was “Damn. I knew S had treated you badly, but I wouldn’t believe how crazy he could make the people around him as well.”
Bachelor #1 — Trust. Bachelor #2 — Untrustworthy. EAsy call, huh?
Matt:
“Not right for him, but he thought we might click.” What the….????
That’s why I never let my friends play matchmaker on me.
confused2…knew mine 26 years, married 25. Now 3+ years out. Like Kathy, I was fortunate for the past two years to have financial resources. Thought a lot, traveled, walked beaches, walked trails, exercised, ate better…spent time with my daughters.
My “lightbulb” didn’t switch on for 18 months…
Red Flags are more easily seen in the rear view mirror.
Be patient with yourself. No Contact if possible. Minimize contact if not (teen daughter shared in small Midwest town, in my case).
Matt….good to see you…compared to me, your entry back into the romantic world is at blinding speed LOL!
And Kathy…thanks…TRUST is everything.
Matt, it was wonderful to meet you. For all of you who wonder about him, he’s even better company in person (though the early cocktail hour at the lovely Warwick Hotel lounge didn’t hurt either of us).
If this meeting was any indication of the fun we could share if we could ever figure out how to meet our LoveFraud friends, it’s definitely something we should think about. I can’t remember laughing so hard with someone who really “got it” for a long time, if ever.
I drove home fantasizing about creating the “Up from Under” travel club. Can you imagine the cruise?
Kathleen,
Just wanted to add a little bit more commentary regarding your brilliant essay.
You said (paraphrased) there are a gazillion things that happen daily that we can totally trust, like the sun rising in the morning, the consistency of the four seasons, etc.
I can also trust that my bratty, beloved felines will annoy the crap out of me every morning if I don’t pop out of bed when they expect it. Consistency, like clockwork with those 2 furry imps. But cats are uncomfortable with change and I respect that about them.
The subject of either forming or renewing our sense of trust can begin with this healing, supportive, loving forum on LF.
Where else can we go to receive such intelligent, compassionate, unbiased, nonjudgmental advice and encouragement?
It starts here, where we all have our own unique voices/experiences to share and we ALL matter. To ourselves and to each other. I’m not concerned with the very few who feel the need to play devil’s advocate. Those very few who are dissatisfied with comments of others, calling them “yes” folks.
It is irrelevant to me if former victims of predators express their deepest desires about wishing harm on those creatures. They are only venting, sharing their anger and pain not actually contemplating acting on revenge fantasies. Wanting justice to be done is so normal for good and decent people to ponder.
So, I read the comments (discussed a few fantasies myself once upon a time) and accept the ideas, thoughts of others for what they are: just thoughts. Just venting out the misery suffered while loving a predator.
By not disagreeing, by not disturbing the flow of other’s important thoughts I am subltly contributing to their reawakening trust. The peeps become comfortable, feel safe speaking up on LF, sharing the deepest, darkest moments they have endured over the years which then leads to a tentative trust being formed.
They know they can rely on us to NOT disrupt their thought processes because it is so important to be able to open up and share. Helps with building trust and healing. To me, this bravory, this courage reveals to me a most stellar character. Truly it does.
Wait. I take that back, what I said about being unbiased.
I am biased. I LOVE you people. I don’t love sociopaths. Uh…not in this life time. No sirree bobby boy!
🙂
An earlier post hit home for me this morning. The addiction anology by Brihlancy. I was addicted to this man and I knew it and even told him so at one point. I gave away all my thoughts, feelings and especially power to this S. I saw red flags, I knew he was lying to me (more so now than before) and yet I couldn’t give him up. When I called him and broke up with him the final time, I was angry, now the anger has disappeared and now I feel disappointed. I’m no longer looking for explainations or apologies, there won’t be any. Not once when we were together did he ever say he was sorry, the word just is not in his vocabulary. I realized that just today. I know I’m going through the process and I realize just how important NC is. As long as I stay NC I have the power, and sometimes that thought is all I have to hold on to.
JaneSmith, we are on the same page.
The “better” we get, the more tolerant, aware, supportive, empathetic we become, because other people’s states don’t put us at risk. We’re more self-referenced for our reality.
I remember clearly when my feelings were dominated by all the strong negative reactions of trauma processing. And I still return to them sometimes. In my mind, they are good things — as you say. Part of the path of total recovery.
You wrote something in your earlier post about “I don’t wish to focus on any particular thought, idea, insight as I’m viewing it as a complete process not as an individual concept.” That’s a really high-level abstract concept that I think indicates how much processing you’ve done and how much emotional freedom you award yourself now. You’re making some fundamental choices about managing your feelings and thoughts.
I don’t mean to be talking like an analyst here, and I apologize if it sounds like that. I’m just observing you and observing me, and seeing how similar we are in our processes. Most of what you write “feels like me.”
In your statement, I recognized my own awareness — that popped up at some point — that the “big process” of recovery was made up of a lot of little processes. All of them important, but all of them ultimately adding up to something “larger than the sum.” Sometimes we go back over and over to some piece of it that we thought we were finished with, but that turns out to have another layer of pain, learning and wisdom in it. We go “oh no, not that again,” but come through it and discover that we’ve blown through a doorway we didn’t even know was there. It changes everything — except the fact that we’re not finished yet.
One of my Buddhist CDs talks about when people resist meditation because they’re afraid they’ll be bored. And then they discover that when they actually start paying attention to what’s going on in their minds, it is the most interesting thing they’ve ever discovered. A three-ring circus in a gorgeous oasis resort in set in a thriller movie starring us.
Another Buddhist (I think) concept is that all these levels of consciousness exist simultaneously in us. Actually I think that’s more related to the Hindu idea of chakras — the seven centers of energy in our bodies. Each of them has a different character, different types of challenges that we deal with. And they’re all alive and operating in our lives. So we’re active on the first chakra — basic survival needs — at the same time we’re active on the seventh chakra where we’re totally identified with God or the all-connecting love-energy that powers the universe. It’s just that our conscious mind is attending to wherever we’ve got some challenges or blockages.
It cracked me up when you referred to me as a hummingbird. I view myself more like a lumbering elephant carrying a full load of baggage with a little elephant jockey perched between its ears, carrying the list of “to-do” things and trying to make the whole magilla keep moving.
And I love you people too. I sometimes forget to say that. Driving down to New York a couple of days ago, I kept thinking how lucky I am to be here, learning, sharing, growing.
I have to work and I can’t keep up right now. But this thread is amazing.
Namaste.
Kathy
Just to let you all know that I have been MIA due to renewed heart problems. They have wireless internet here in the hospital so I will have time to catch up on all the posts. Trying to keep the faith, and my spirits up but it is so hard to do. Instead of my rate being too high, now it is too low, and I fainted at work. Here at least til Saturday. I would appreciate your thoughts and prayers. So far it seems that the only thing wrong is stress. Yep, cause knowing and living in a world with a sociopath as your love source for so long is a totally blissful and relaxing way to spend your life:)! Still have my sarcasm and my sense of humor! TOWANDA!