Because there is so much discussion lately about pity, empathy and compassion in the wake of a relationship with a sociopath, I am writing this article to discuss compassion as it fits into the recovery process.
Before I begin, I would like to humbly remind my readers that recovery, by its nature, is a progression through different stages of emotional learning. If the trauma is major, these emotional states will be intense. And they will color our “sight” or view of the world and ourselves. I’m pointing this out as a warning that, unless you are in late-stage recovery, the material in this article may be irritating and you may find me a holier-than-thou pain in the butt.
If the farthest you have gone in trauma processing is denial, bargaining, anger, or grief and letting go, the related emotions will — and should — dominate your view of things until you learn the lessons of that stage and gaduate to the next one. Each graduation changes your world, and it also alters your perspective on how you felt before. For example, anger looks back at denial as a less empowered, less insightful phase. And denial veiws anger as anger as socially unacceptable or scary. This is just the natural progression of maturing consciousness. We look back from a larger perspesctive. We tend to block or demonize information from levels that are too far beyond where we are now.
So if this article doesn’t make sense to you, or it seems “nice but improbable,” or you find it irritating or nutty, it means it’s not useful to your current learning stage. Typically we can see into the next level of healing, even if we’re not fully there. Beyond that, it’s hard for us to intuitively grasp how it’s going to be.
As we observe on LoveFraud, there is a lot of learning in recovery. This article is about the end of the process. It’s an end so complete that, every “next time” we face a trauma, we know how the processing will end. It changes forever the way we approach healing and the speed at which we do it.
Defining compassion
Most of us grew up in the Judeo-Christian tradition where compassion is understood as a “social” feeling. That is, the feeling is about “we,” not just “I.” It’s associated with ideas about welfare as a community goal, not just an individual one. So we tend to define compassion as concern about someone else’s difficulty plus some level of obligation to help.
This definition of compassion is why the sociopath’s pity ploy is so challenging for us. It’s also why there may be resistance to my statements that I feel compassion for my ex, because I am aware of the painful identity damage he lives with. The assumption, I believe, is that it’s dangerous to feel compassion for an anti-social person, because that feeling comes with implied obligation to help. So it may seem inexplicable that I am aware of his pain, but feel no responsibility for alleviating it.
The concept of compassion that I am presenting to you today is somewhat different. It is more like a Buddhist or Eastern idea of compassion. This compassion is simply a state (of mind), not a process of identifying need and acting on it. This state of compassion may inform our actions — quite literally inform, by providing information — but the actions themselves are driven by other commitments or goals.
That’s all very abstract. Why does it matter?
Here’s why. The state of compassion which is open-hearted willingness to understand other people’s states and situations and to feel whatever feelings that produces puts us into full alignment with “what is.” It’s a vibrant awareness that keeps us gathering information, learning, and accepting reality without judgment.
It’s not that we don’t make judgments on other levels of consciousness. In a compassionate state, we may understand what’s driving a person who is dangerous to us. On another level, we may interpret this person as nothing but a threat and be preparing to defend ourselves or flee. But the compassionate level “sees” their state, our state, and many surrounding details. All that information moves “down” the processing ladder to refine what’s going on at the visceral self-defense level, the pleasure-pain level, our community-feelings level, and the cognitive level where we’re doing logical reasoning.
In other words, this compassionate level of awareness feeds all our processes by providing them with information that is detailed, perceptive and based on openness to active states and connections in our environment.
If this sounds like a hierarchy of consciousness, that is exactly what it is. There are lots of models for this hierarchy, which I’m not going to get into now. But I mentioned earlier that this is the end-state of recovery. That means recovery from a specific trauma. It doesn’t mean that we have this compassionate awareness in every area of our lives, but any specific healing process is over when we have processed through to compassion.
Our changing focus in healing
We’ve talked about denial, bargaining, anger, grief and letting go, and finally learning the lesson that changes our perspectives and/or life rules. This follows the Kubler-Ross model of grief processing. But Kubler-Ross was conceived as a model for people facing terminal illness. It described how people come to accept the ending of their lives. The model I’m working with goes farther, because it assumes that recovery is a doorway into a new chapter of life.
To see the whole picture of recovery, it helps to look at the progressive shifts in our focus. Up to anger, and including part of the angry phase, trauma processing is about maintaining personal control the idea that this is something we can change or affect. First we try to control our reactions (denial), then we try to control how our behavior influenced the situation (bargaining), then we try to control the situation by force of will (anger). In anger, we grasp that the problem is external to us. To control the impact of such externalities in the future, we develop defensive skills and perceptions.
In the later stages of anger and this is one of the things that moves us out of anger we become aware that we’re dealing with something that was not in our control at all. While the skills-building makes us feel better about ourselves, we are still reacting to outside threats. This focus on the external continues through the grieving and letting go process.
Turning inward
Grieving what we cannot change leads, eventually, to letting go. We can’t fully let go in anger. Instead, we have to revisit the love or great value we felt toward what we lost. (This may be, and often is, something that we now recognize as an illusion.) Reawakening love, even to say goodbye, relaxes us back into ourselves, and opens us to the “lightbulb” learnings that typically release us from previous attachments or ideas of what we “must” have or do to be happy or whole.
In discovering what we don’t need, we gain freedom — more scope of action, feelings, and even intellect. But to explore the meaning of that freedom, we find ourselves “shaking down” our internal systems to see what makes sense now and what doesn’t. With freedom comes responsibilities, and we have more learning to do about how we will act, what we will expect, and how our feelings work in this new world.
As a simple example, a common learning from our experience with a sociopath is that, although we once needed other poeple to confirm our okay-ness, we realize we don’t need external validation to trust our values and perceptions. So flattery and promises, or outside opinons about our dreams or our guilt, may sometimes make us feel good (or bad) but they’re not ultimately as true for us as our own ideas and feelings. So how does that affect every other relationship in our lives? Working this through takes time and experimentation.
More to the point, perhaps, relationships with sociopaths teach us that we have the inborn entitlement and responsibility to take better care of ourselves. To take ourselves more seriously. To assign higher value to not just our survival, but what we do with our lives. And this imperative eventually brings us to a confrontation with how we really feel about ourselves.
Clearing the obstacles to self-love
This confrontation is usually shocking, something like traumatic. It’s mindbending to discover that we’ve been carrying around damage that has caused us to treat ourselves as badly as we accused the sociopath of doing. In fact, we could almost call the sociopath an agent of our own distrust and disrespect for ourselves.
But now we’re experienced enough to know that we didn’t do this to ourselves. We identify the externaliites and note how little control we had. Even working with memories, we can assert our right to our integrity, our right to thrive, and reject the old influences on our lives that once crippled us with feelings of unlovability, unworthiness, insecurity or despair.
This process of restoring self-love is the end stretch of trauma-processing. Our shakedown of our internal beliefs, rules and processes becomes more pervasive and profound. We are in touch with a need that we may have felt before, often masked in background anxiety or in addictive hungers, but we can’t mistake what it really is. We want to clear away anything that keeps us from being in touch with our true self the bright, good, authentic, perceptive, learning, feeling center that has been the source of our best social impulses and also our self-healing impulses all our lives.
When we understand that this center exists and feel its nature, we come home to something that has always been there. It’s an experience that is impossible to describe, but it is the beginning of making sense of everything in our lives. In particular, we see how much of our life story has been about our attempts to heal traumas and get back to who we are. We become more conscious of how unhealed wounds color our perceptions. Though we cannot resolve everything at once, each resolved trauma illumates more of our authentic self, and helps us tell the differnce between what is authentic in us and what is unfinished trauma-processing. In this knowledge, we become more understanding and able to comfort ourselves, and more accepting of our normal human pains, fears, losses, as well as hungers, attractions, and goals.
We don’t have to be perfect to love ourselves. We can make peace with who we are. We can become more relaxed about new challenges, because we accept that, win or lose, we’re going to learn something great. We can acquire a sense of humor about where we’re still developing and are not so good at being all we could be.
We gain a new perspective, a kind of distance from ourselves that relieves us from fear and criticism, but encourages us in our progess as evolving people. That perspective also gradually aligns all the levels of consciousness behind a new “boss,” a new highest, deepest level that is more open and smart, while being more tolerant and supportive of our humanity. All of it our need to physically survive, our genetic attachments to family, our drive to bond and reproduce, our dependence on community, our desire to make our lives meaningful, and all the other needs that come with being human. Compassion is like having an angel in the “top office,” influencing the way the whole company works.
But here’s the thing about compassion. As that open-hearted awareness anchors our internal workings, it also changes the way we see the world. Our perceptions are a reflection of our inner lives. We see from where we are in ourselves.
Compassion and Sociopathy
Compassion is a state of awareness. As I said earlier, this definition of compassion does not require us to act or react. It simply provides a new and more refined set of information to the rest of our systems. In the case of identifying a sociopath or finding reason to react, the identification is made with openness to understanding their state, including the wounded pain of their broken humanity. But compassion feels this pain without becoming involved in it. The information made available to our defensive systems may be simply that this person is wounded, extremely needy for personal support, but is apparently unable to heal or return support to other people. His needs are bottomless and not fixable by us.
Sad for him, and sad for us to know this about him. But it clarifies our response. Compassion tells us there is no potential for a mutual relationship and nothing to be gained by trying to help.
People who have read me here for a while, know that I am committed to changing social systems that, in my belief, create the circumstances in which children develop affective disorders — inadequate nurture, environmental violence and direct abuse. Sociopathy is an affective disorder, which may have genetic factors of predisposition, but is powerfully affected by environmental factors. I can’t change sociopaths, but I want to help reduce future suffering (and all the suffering it causes) at the source, where children are learning despair of trusting anything but themselves.
My way to change those systems is to help individuals stop the cycle of damage for themselves. I believe that we can heal our old damage, so we are no longer perpetuating or supporting the transmission of damage through generations, communities and other human systems. If we don’t get well, we are part of the problem. If we do get well, we become living solutions. Some of us will change the world just by being human beacons, people who inspire other people to learn to love themselves and discover with the powerful rationality that compassion brings. Some of us will use the information compassion brings us to actively work on human systems to create a better world where human potential can flourish.
So that is compassion in my view. I hope this clarifies what I mean when I talk about compassion, and why some of you may find my perspectives and my language so different. I hope that, in my voice, some of you hear the voice of your future.
Namaste. My angel high-fives your angel.
Kathy
PS. This article is not about what’s wrong with you, being a more loving person so you’re treated better, or accepting or forgiving bad behavior. If it even seems like that, come back and take another look at it in a year or so. In the meantime, don’t worry, you’re doing fine and exactly where you’re supposed to be on the path.
LTH and recoverying, thank you for the feedback and contributions. This feels like we’re getting more traction.
LTH, apologies for not responding to your previous post. It wasn’t that I didn’t read it or think about it. I just couldn’t figure out how to build a bridge, without just repeating what I’d already said. Continuing to this about it was one of the things that stimulated me to write again today. Thank you so much for writing what was on your mind.
Kathy
Kathleen,
Your detailed posts in this thread describing in more detail how things happened in your own life (especially the long posts you made on Jan. 11 and the one on Jan. 12 – 11:00 a.m.) have helped me so much. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing your story. I see myself in it and my heart hurts because I recognize eveything, all the interplay. There are many similarities in our stories and being able to see these, in your writing, I am able to start healing on another level. I’m in deep mourning right now. It’s about time.
I thought I could see clearly, but I was only looking out.
Thank you for helping me to heal.
Kathy I echo what the other writers have said above – that last post really makes the process clear once we are largely past the shock of realising what the sociopath is and are ready to look at what his meaning was in our lives. It reminds me of dream imagery = the object is there because it is the object but it is also part of the dreamer – the thing is to find the link and understand what it symbolises in this life with this history in this place and time.
I dreamed of love this morning just before I awoke. I was in the hypnogogic state and the dream was clear and vivid – in fact it was lucid – I consciously directed myself to do certain things in the dream and I did them. It had a theme of going for a trip, but things weren’t organised and I was panicking. I calmly took charge of myself and made arrangements to catch up with the holiday makers in a day onnce I had made my arrangements. A man appeared from nowhere – someone quite famous! And he was my helper – sacrificing his own time to help me get my trip together – we drove to places to sort things out and towards the end were laughing and conversing warmly. I reached out and stroked his arm over and over and he smiled back at me. It felt good waking from that dream rather than the panicked awakenings I have had most other days with the horrid mantra ‘You’re all alone, you’re all alone’ echoing in my ears. I think the dream shows I am developing boundaries and management skills (although it won’t be perfect to start with) and I am almost ready to receive and express love in relationship. After two yrs of being single – that feels good and exciting!
Many thanks – your clarity and articulation is helping everyone ‘get through it faster’ and after all the years we have collectively lost, that’s important to all of us 🙂
ican and Polly, thanks and hugs. I need the feedback. And hearing that it’s helping you is like a transfusion of light straight into my veins.
Sometime recently, I decided that I have to get the rest of this down. I’m so close to the end. And I don’t want anything to happen to me, before I get this finished. Not that I’m anticipating anything, I just realized that no matter what happens, whether or not I get the book written, if it’s down here, then people can find it.
Ican, I was looking for the posts you mentioned (because I’m always trying to figure out what works) and ran into your post about the songs. So I wanted to share some songs of mine.
First is Bonnie Raitt’s “I can’t make you love me.” This was the soundtrack to my grief, even before I knew that’s what it was. It’s an amazing song, arranged and sung in the most mindblowingly intelligent way.
Beyond that, I think Annie Lennox is the empress of courage in processing traumatic relationships and getting home to ourselves. I listened to the Diva album over and over and over, during the first year, not really far enough along to understand what I was dealing with, but knowing that I was listening to a woman who’s been through it and came back to sing the tale. And I love that she’s become such a huge force for the good.
The official videos of her songs on YouTube are all gorgeous. If you want to get a visual of all the noisy characters competing for space in your head, check out “Little Bird,” which had the great line, “Give me the strength to lay this burden down.” And “Cold,” which has the equally great line, “Living is easy; it’s dying that scares me to death.” And then there’s “The Gift,” ia perfectly surreal commentary on these surreal relationships. I love almost every song on this album and they really helped me put a soundtrack to some of the toughest times of my life.
Another album is the Magnolia soundtrack (which for some short-sighted, stupid reason was turned into very few videos). Aimee Mann draws dry, funny, smart musical pictures that are so right-on for what we’ve been doing to ourselves. “Wise Up” is a song I first heard when I was still involved with my ex, struggling with why he was always winning and I was always losing. And though I didn’t “get” all the nuances of this song at the time, just hearing it for the first time, alone (as usual) in a theater in the East Village, as the credits ran, I felt something shift in me. And I knew, maybe absolutely certainly for the first time, that this mess was something about me, as much as him.
You only have to listen to this one once. Here’s the link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8eK8Edl-Htg
But if that doesn’t do it, here’s “Save Me”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNbTC6xLVg0&feature=related
The third album that I played over and over again, and still have difficulty removing from the CD player in my car, is the soundtrack to “Wonder Boys.” Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen are both amazing in this album, which is really about getting inside grief and acceptance, but in a way that is tough, often funny, and killingly honest.
(And I went on from this to have a total Leonard Cohen attack. And since Rilke is dead and I can’t seduce him, if I could get away with it, I’d stalk Leonard Cohen until he agreed to let me move in with him. You may think I’m crazy, but whenever I think about falling in love again, this is the standard anybody else is going to have to at least rise to. Check out “I’m You’re Man,” “No Cure for Love,” “Tower of Song” and “First We Take Manhattan,”on YouTube. I want someone that smart, that self-aware, that politically conscious, that able to love, suffer and laugh about it.)
I’m off to cook dinner for me, my son and the pups.
You are really amazing people, stronger that you know yet, and you humble me in the happiest way.
Kathy
one step skips away happy at all the warm good here.
Kathleen,
As far as what worked for me in your posts, there were so many things you described that echoed my experience as well as the way you have processed it and healed from it. I’m so low in energy from grieving and just letting out all the rotten stuff, that I wish I had the energy to write it all out right now to share.
What I am doing is taking care of ME FIRST for the first time. I have a spiral binder open to go to all day long to make entries whenever something comes up for me, as well as my notes on the computer. I’ve saved everything that’s been posted by you and others in the LF community, that I want to come back to because somehow it has touched me. So, at some point I will be able to share more of my own story as well as reply to some of your posts that I related to. In doing that you’ll see, I hope, how much you have helped me and maybe someone else will see the light as well.
I agree with your assessment that the S comes into our life as the perfect teacher and that they are there as a lesson in healing our original wound. I KNOW that is why I met mine.
I listened to those Annie Lennox songs you listed. WOW. “The Gift” made all the little hairs on my body stand on end and gave me goosebumps. I will be listening to Diva.
Here’s an eerie thing; I listened to “Wise Up” by Aimee Mann last year. I remember being entranced by a video from the movie Magnolia as well and downloaded the music. That was early on in the relationship when I was so entrenched in the game and had no idea.
I’ve had my own personal love affair with Leonard Cohen and his music for years. I think he’s very much in touch with his own demons as well as those in the outer world and has a gift for chanelling that into his music and lyrics.
Thanks for sharing the other songs and albums. Artists who’ve been there and can express the pain of the journey are a Godsend.
one_step – sending healthy vibes to you!!!
And healthy vibes and healing to everyone else as well 🙂
p.s. I’d like to add this positive note: For the first time in a long time, I looked at my face in the mirror today and LIKED who I saw!!
ICan:
Your posts are so inspiring…..THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR WISDOM.
I love what you finished with above…..
it brought back the memory of the first time I SAW THE WOMAN I LIKED too!
Thank YOU!
XXOO
EB
Erin,
Thank you too. Your posts have helped me as well. Every time I visit Lovefraud, I am humbled, moved and inspired by the strength and generosity of spirit.
Isn’t it great when you look in the mirror and you have that moment?
I wish that for everyone here.
Much love
Last week I wandered into the local thrift shop.
(we live in a weathly community and the thrift shops are loaded with great garb).
About 6 years ago I was in a car accident…and during physical therapy I did pilates….
NOW…..I have never been an excerciser…..like a gym girl….I play sports and stay active, yet not an arobics queen….but….I loved the pilates reformer. LOVED IT!
I would have loved to buy one….but the cost was prohibited…and I thought…as much shit as I took from the treadmill purchase, by the S……as it made a great laundry hanger…..how could he ever shut up about a pilates reformer.
AND IF I didn’t use it…..I’d NEVER hear the end of it…so it went unpurchased….
SO……as I walked into the thrift shop WHAT DO I FIND????
A beautiful pilates reformer. A real nice one.
AND $15.00!!!! It had just come in and it was very large….the ladies said…if you take it today….$15.00!!!
I am THRILLED!
We brought it home and set it up and we have ALL used it every day since I purchased it.
I must admit, i’m a bit sore…..not too bad…..but it’s just what I needed….
My WAY out of shape/tone/yuck body that ‘melted’ from my strokes….is gonna be transformed.
I soooooo believe that everything happens for a reason……I have been transforming my mind and now my body is ready and able to be transformed to keep up with my mind.
I feel great and it had given me confidence…..in my body. I noticed today wearing my high heels and jeans……swinging my butt as I walked with a spring in my step…..proud of who I am. I have a bit of a journey to be completely happy with my body……but for now…..I feel good!
I’ve come so far and i’m really – really excited that I have a machine to progress with.
I have 2 girlfriends come by after the kids leave for school…..for pilates and coffee…..it’s been fun this week….and then when the kids get home…….we all do things on it…..spending quality, productive, healthy time together.
When the S was around…(my whole damn life), no one would stop by. So to have people here in MY HOME is really, really cool for me.
I’m excited because I LOVE IT…..and we all know, if we really enjoy doing something….we will continue to do it.
So, i’ve added excercise to my healing and i’m feeling damn good about it all!
I have no idea what a Pilates reformer is (sounds painful LOL), but that’s awesome EB!! Getting back into shape is a goal of mine too. With the stress of everything for a year and a half, my body is sick. From what I’ve read, this is the case with everyone who has been in an abusive relationship, so I’m taking one day at a time to get well again physically. Most days just going for a walk tires me.
It’s great to read about how well you are doing and enjoying company as well. That IS really cool!! I miss that so much.