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.
One step, you sound good. It’s only a year, isn’t it?
You’re very welcome, Verity. I like what you said about the trance. There’s an amazing book called “Trances People Live” by Stephen Wolinsky that talks about how we hypnotize ourselves with everything we say and think, thereby creating the realities we live with.
I’m trained in NLP, and one of the things they talk about is being conscious or unconscious. Unconscious is when we get emotionally triggered, and start relating through our feelings, seeing the world through our private stuff, rather than having our senses open to take in the world as it is.
I don’t know if I wrote this in one of the articles (I have written it elsewhere here), but a Buddhist friend of mine gave me a great piece of advice when I was in the early stages of recovery, suffering almost more than I could stand, and writing and talking endlessly about what happened and my theories about it. He suggested that I shut down the word factory. Just feel the feelings, but not create stories around them.
It’s not easy to do. Or rather it’s easy, but the mind keeps wanting to manufacture all its stories, so it takes some discipline to keep shutting down the word factory. But it’s a fascinating exercise, because it turns out that the feelings actually have their own voices. Non-verbal usually, often fully of images or other sensory content from memory. But it gives us an opportunity to give real attention to the feelings, and discover what they are telling us about ourselves.
Later studying non-violent communication (NVC) and learning self-compassion,and then finding the work of Arjuna Ardagh (“Let Yourself Go: The Freedom & Power of Life Beyond Belief'”), I found new ways of relating to my feelings. And gradually, I got that sense that you are talking about — being out of the trance, but solidly inside myself. And therefore really conscious of my capacity to sense and affect the world outside me. Not in desperate reactivity as I was before, but as a conscious creative being.
It’s almost impossible to talk about this with someone who hasn’t go through it. My therapist used to talk about time spent in the inner landscape. I tried to write about it on Live Journal, because I was so excited about the work I was doing, but people just wanted to sympathize and tell me they hoped I felt better soon. It was interesting to see how the group consciousness is simply not working at the level of deep emotional involvement. Except perhaps for love relationships with other people. But not involvement with our own emotions. And in fact, there seems to be a lot of fear and criticism about being self-involved or sappy.
But I think that it’s a core part of becoming okay with ourselves, and then being able to take care of ourselves, and then being able to tap our great creative centers. We have to break loose of what people think about us, and all the ideas about how we “should” be, before we can discover who we really are. It’s why at the end of this long struggle to recover from a level of predation that we finally realize is threatening our lives and destroying our identities, we discover it is a spiritual journey.
Gosh, I’m going on and on. And have to get back to work. Thank you again for the kind words and the encouragement. I will write more soon.
Kathy
all – when i used the term anniversary here today i meant that this was a time of significant experiences with the spath last year, not that this was an anniversary of meeting – that is longer ago.
Kathleen, this is a beautiful article. In the end, it really is all about loving ourselves.
I am 5 months out of a relationship with a man I am sure is a sociopath, but the self-discovery started years ago. Pregnant and unwed at 17, ended up marrying my son’s father a year later, only to divorce within 3 years. Married again at 28 and with this new awareness, he may just find himself described on these pages. He put me and my son through 9 kinds of hell, drank to the point where all the demons were unleashed and the next day wondered what my problem was and why I was so cold to him, had a sense of entitlement that allowed him to spend money we did not have and didn’t even begin to see a problem until I threw the checkbook at him and said You tell me where the money is going to come from. After our second child was born I slowly sank into a depression that I became intimate friends with for 3 years. I seriously questioned the meaning of life and when no answers were apparent, contemplated suicide, but could not fathom leaving my children in the hands of the man that I had chosen to let become their father. On her 5th birthday, in the course of a conversation my daughter said to me, I just want you to stop talking about marriage. Marriage is stupid, I’m never getting married. That is something I will never forget and was the catalyst for me sticking to my plan of finding out just what was wrong with me, With a counselor and Zoloft, the fog began to lift, I felt the beautiful release of HOPE. I could smell it, taste it, feel it, but it couldn’t be that easy. As I started to come alive, it was a world that felt so foreign to me, so outside my level of comfort, I stopped taking the Zoloft. This was not the ticket I needed. Back on ’em girl! I started feeling stronger, and with this, came the anger. This was something the exH could not deal with. I had become his whipping post and he did not like me fighting back. Years later, we divorce…I date off and on, have a few relationships, read till I think I cannot read anymore, “party” with Dr. Phil, Oprah, John Gray, Greg Behrendt, whatever it takes to make sure that the next guy is going to be the right guy, no matter what it takes, I will not lose myself to another loser. In walks the sociopath. Answer to my prayers, treats me like a princess, and I proceed to live the fairytale life. Nice restaurants every night, romantic getaway weekends, honey-dripping emails that had me salivating for more. Flags start flying, but he treated me SO well. So he drinks way more than I am comfortable with? He keeps his cool, can still drive well. He seems a bit clingy? I say you don’t have to try so hard, I really like you. He tones it down. Surely this was the 80/20 rule Dr. Phil was talking about, never mind the fact that one of my dealbreakers is anything more than a social drinker. Another Dr. Philism, pay attention to what comes after the “but”.
I thought I was ready for a real relationship, one with mutual care, understanding, compassion, I got the lie. Of the seven survival signals discussed in The Gift of Fear, he used 6 of them against me. He never had to worry about misunderstanding the word No, because I never told him No.
“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.”
So are you perhaps saying, we almost Need them to show us what we think we are, but are not. I thought I had it all down, I knew that the choices I had made had led me down a dark road and I had come out victorious. He showed me that I still had lessons to learn.
“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.”
I used to say that being with him felt like coming home. In his arms was where I was “supposed” to be, it just felt so right. I am thinking now that I just needed to come home to myself. I was almost there, but hadn’t finished the journey.
“Compassion tells us there is no potential for a mutual relationship and nothing to be gained by trying to help.”
I finally am realizing this. I have said it to myself, had my very best friend tell me countless times, and still I didn’t get it. And Oxy, if you are reading this, you were right. They just don’t understand, they can’t understand. They have not been there. It is our cross to bear.
This was the first of the healing articles I found, and felt compelled to post. Now I will go back and read the others.
Thank you.
Shana
When do the dreams stop??!!! After over a month of no contact and feeling stronger every day, I have started having dreams about the N/S and some are very intense and more like nightmares. I wake up in a terrible mood also and the feeling takes hours to shake off.
Most of the dreams are rehashing situations with him, things that he did or said that I now see may have been lies. It’s like my mind is sorting through everything. the dreams are dredging up stuff I hadn’t really thought about in years, at least not consciously.
It’s a very emotional process and there is really no one I can talk to about this. I’m out of therapy (after several years) and my two closest friends hate the N/S and don’t want to hear his name. They think I should have moved on long ago. Those who have never been there really cannot understand the trauma.
I am really over the desire to see or talk to this man ever again. After eight years of push-pull, and reeling me in only to discard or disappoint me again.. in a sick way that I think he enjoyed, I just want him out of my head! Any suggestions or similar experiences??
Mo152:
It is your mind processing.
It could also be a bit of PTSD rearing up.
Dreams are very telling……and we do process through them, I believe.
I still have days when he appears in my dreams…..and I find it helpful to write my dreams out.
It gives me another perspective of ‘what’ I lived.
It does take time…..it’s a process.
It’s not all cake and roses, as you know.
There is so much info and chatter about what you just asked about…..in LF.
Go through the archives in articles and find things and read all of it…..and the comments…..
You will find what you are experiencing is like others. You may find connection in others experiences and you can feel free to post about whatever it is that is on your mind…..and someone will respond to you here.
We have been through the ringer…..and we are on the rollercoaster with you……some of us in the front some of us in the back. But I have found writing on LF to be very cathartic as the process unfolds.
I’m NC for over 2.5…..and the dreams still sometimes show up.
But….on the other hand….I still am doing spath cleanup too……
Keep your strength…..there IS hope…..and there IS an end to this all!
XXOO
EB
mo152: I’ve been NC with the S for 4 months. I’m just now starting to reach a point where I’m not spending every last minute agonizing over…something. Now, it’s more like every OTHER minute. Just kidding…kind of. My point is, I guess, that I’m still having dreams at 4 months, but they are becoming less just like the thoughts are becoming less. I can tell it will be an underlying current for me for a LONG time to come, but it’s moving in some kind of right direction. Hang in there. I know how awful you feel after waking up from those. *hugs* I’m with Erin- posting on here has been cathartic for me, because it is oh-so-hard to make anyone understand or listen to you as much as you want to talk about it.
@ErinBrock,
Thanks so much for your reminder about the fact that it is a process of recovery. Just like it was a process to reduce us to our current states, there’s a process to reverse the damage that has been done.
I’m focusing on allowing myself to FEEL everything, whenever it comes up. I’m so used to suppressing what I feel and think for fear of being perceived unlikeable. So some days I feel real strong, and other days I’m like I really want to call the buzzard, not say anything and just hang up, knowing full well that it will send him in a paranoid tailspin. I would do it just because I could and would enjoy seeing him sufffer like he made me suffer. I used to think “Oh, no those are bad thoughts and that makes me a bad person.” But now, I allow myself to feel those things, without self-judgement. I then look at how I feel and figure out, whether or not that action or those feelings can help me achieve my goal of a healthier, more wholesome me. If not, I find a way to reconcile those feelings and replace them with more positive, self-directed and self-focused energy.
What I love is that we are all in different stages of our recovery. So I gather strength from you all when I’m weak. As I hope to share with all of you. This board is my therapy.
Healing:
I can’t even tell you the pleasure I derived from those thoughts……
Sometimes it was all I had to hold onto……and it doens’t even need to be followed up on.
But it gave me pleasure…..
I decided, when it came to spath….I was NOT ever going to feel guilty again!
I was not going to allow him to play on my guilt and feel confident I wouldn’t do something, because I was a good person and would have guilt over it! NUH UH!
I lived like this for 28 years…..guilty of hurting his feelings, guilty of being fat, not the wife he wanted, not pretty enough, not good enough, not a good mother yadayada……
When I realized I had been feeling projected guilt…..it changed things……
Since I didn’t have any sekeletons in my closet…..I would throw guilt aside….and do whatever it was I HAD TO DO to get what I needed/wanted in our divorce!
Screw them…….I turned the backspath on bigtime……with no guilt necessary.
I KNOW who I am, I am confident in my person……and I had to keep my reminder of the balance……ME…..but then counter control of this spath.
It’s all about keeping the balance…….and learning how to ‘re-dupe’ or ‘backspath’ the spath!
We CAN step outside of what we ahve always done….and learn new tricks!!!!
THis dog did!
first day of work – not great. but no one died. my anxiety was pretty high, and so was the pain in my back.
the org was very disorganized and they seem to work like satellites, not as a team. poor HR and communications skills in the place. scary for the ptsd girl.
i made $184. before taxes. 🙂
One:
As long as there is no funeral tomorrow…….that’s a good start!
Hey…..if they didn’t hire you to reorganize them…..just show up and do what they ask……try and morph into the same attitude as them….(as hard as it is)….I know……but sometimes we gotta know…we can’t change the world.
Take that 184.00 and call it a day….go back tomorrow and take another 184.00……and do it until March! That’s a lot of 184’s ya know….. 🙂
I’m glad your working….it’ll be a great thing for you!!!! In sooooo many ways!