Imagine a book, a novel, that begins with an explosion on the first page. The explosion disintegrates big things into fragments moving away faster than the eye can follow. There is no way to understand what it means, or know what the world is becoming. The people in the book are either immobilized, their stunned brains on autopilot, trying to gather information. Or they are rushing everywhere, trying to find something to save before the dust even settles. In the background, other people may be fainting or crying. But this book is about the people who are alert, struggling to maintain their identities in a falling-apart world.
This is where traumatic healing begins. The trajectory of healing begins at the point of trauma.
The essence of trauma is loss. We may not understand our trauma as a loss at first. It may feel like a painful blow. Or an experience of confusion or disorientation. Or possibly being stretched beyond our comfort zone, and then beyond. Or we may perceive one type of loss, and then discover a more important loss that only becomes clear later. These reasons are hints of why it takes so long to process certain types of trauma.
The personal stories at Lovefraud give evidence of many types of losses. We have lost money and possessions, jobs and careers, family and friends, years of our lives, physical and mental health. And we are the survivors of relationships with sociopaths. Many of us know someone or know of someone who cannot be here with us, because they gave up on their lives through suicide or got lost in depressions, psychotic breaks or self-destructive behavior.
In some ways, what happened to us is like a situation of unrequited love. We loved someone. They didn’t love us back. It’s a sad, but everyday occurrence. In some ways, it is like an investment that did not work out. Another everyday occurrence. There are certain types of losses that are considered “normal,” expected, and things that people just get over, preferably sooner rather than later. Because they are just part of the randomness of the world that sometimes gives us what we want and sometimes does not. And we are expected to have the everyday skills of dealing with losses and moving on.
But this is not what happened to us, and we know it. We may not know what exactly happened, but we know it was momentous. To us. Because we can’t snap back. Our everyday strategies to minimize losses — saying it didn’t matter, turning our attention to something more positive, making a joke about it, finding some quick fix of our favorite “little drug” to make ourselves feel better — don’t work. We are destabilized at a fundamental level.
What happened?
If asked about what happened to us in a love relationship with a sociopath, most of us would probably sooner or later use the term “betrayal.” Or being conned. Or being used by someone who didn’t care about us. Or being led to believe in a love or partnership that never really existed. Or being targeted for exploitation.
But all of these descriptions of what happened emerge from later thought, after we try to figure it out. To understand what happened at the time, it might be easier to just work with the terms “shock” and “disappointment.”
Like the people in the first chapter of the imaginary book, something happened that simply astonished us. In a bad way. The explosion took place in beliefs that are fundamental to our identity. A destruction of the most basic source of our emotional security — our ideas about ourselves and our world that we take for granted.
Reactions to trauma
Whether or not we consciously grasp the fundamental nature of this trauma, our primitive survival system does. And it reacts instantaneously to restore a semblance of stability so that we can go on. Instantaneous emotional responses fall into two basic categories — expansion and contraction.
Anyone who has ever been attacked by verbal or physical violence is familiar with the “contraction” reaction. There is a feeling of retreating inward and condensing our consciousness to a small, tight, still, watchful point inside us. We shut down emotionally and separate from what is happening to us.
If this state continues, we become split inside ourselves, often at war with ourselves because part of our experience is not acknowledged as part of us. The parts that “don’t count” or “aren’t real” can become internal restrictions on what is safe to remember or feel. The fear of experiencing the trauma becomes converted to alienation, anger and aggressive defense.
The “expansion” reaction is related to awareness that our previous boundaries of identity have been breached and partly demolished. Our relationship to the rest of the world, in we were defined by our boundaries as separate and “owned” by ourselves, becomes diffused. We may initially feel euphoric, “spacy” feelings as endorphins flood our brain to counteract pain. Our sudden difficulty in determining where we end and the outside world begins may be perceived as ”˜destiny” feelings of being chosen or that we belong in the abusive drama.
If this goes on, our separate feelings, values and desires may become increasingly difficult to identify, articulate or defend. In our dealings with external reality we may becoming increasingly ungrounded, “fleeing to higher ground” where we cling to high moral or spiritual principles with a diminished ability to recognize or integrate information that does not match our view of life as it should be. Except for these principles, we may become increasingly dependent on others for information about who we are or our role in relationships or the world at large.
One of the reasons that relationship experts strongly suggest terminating a relationship in which we are shocked and disappointed more than once, is that each time this happens, a trauma occurs. They may be relatively small traumas, and we may think we are managing them. But these little explosions can do more than hurt our feelings. If we internalize their implications about who we are or our role in the world, they literally undermine the structure of our identity. Whether we expand or contract in response, we are slipping farther away from an open, healthy understanding of ourselves as separate, self-governed beings with full use of our emotional resources.
These instantaneous reactions occur at a deep layer of consciousness, where we may not be aware of them. Even though we are adults who, in reality, are free to act on our circumstances and to choose the meaning we ultimately assign to a trauma, these first reactions are the equivalent of the emergency workers who rush to the scene of a fire, extinguishing it no matter what kind of damage they do to the structure in order to stop the blaze. They provide temporary re-wiring to help us get through the immediate disorientation. Later comes the clean-up and rebuilding.
Why we are vulnerable
If we have early history of trauma, as many victims of sociopaths do, that emergency rewiring may already exist as a result of earlier events when our higher levels of thinking were not yet developed. That primitive adaptive wiring may still be in use, because we did not have the independent circumstances that enabled us to act freely or assign our own meaning without concern about outside influences. First-response emergency reactions may still be embedded as the “best response” in the working structures of our personalities, coloring our fundamental views of our position in the world and our life strategies.
The model of trauma response that I am describing to you is based on a synthesis of early childhood development theory, neurological research, and theories about the environmental basis of personality disorders. It is also the beginning of the entire model of grief processing, where the nature of the challenge that we face is to learn something.
In the event of trauma, the first thing that we learn is that we are surprised and disappointed. The context of this learning is that something happens from outside of us that challenges our beliefs about who we are and our role in the world. Throughout our entire life, every person goes through these challenges. It is part of growing up and maturing as a human being in this world.
However, certain types of challenges are especially painful and difficult to process at any age, no matter what internal resources we may have. The characteristics of these events include:
1. Disrespecting — we are not recognized as worth caring about
2. Devaluing — we are used for someone else’s purposes or experience a “force of nature” event, and therefore not separate or special
3. Abandoning — our world does not prevent this from happening
One of the reasons that an understanding of early childhood development is so important to this model is the concept of “good enough parenting.” The infancy and early childhood years are the period in which we separate and develop a separate identity from the “source of all good,” our mothers or surrogate mothers. In developing this separate identity, we also learn freedom to explore and develop independent knowledge and skills.
Ultimately, we come to recognize too that we are not the whole world. And that we live with people whose feelings and intentions are not always the same as ours, as well as material circumstances — like traffic, the force of gravity and things that are not good to eat — that limit what we can do without damage to ourselves.
If we make it through the “good enough parenting” successfully, the “source of all good” that was in the beginning survives in our view of the world and our perceptions of ourselves as part of it. We learn that we have the power to transform vision to reality through our own efforts. Although our world places limits upon us, sometimes discovered in pain, our foundational belief is that we live in an essentially loving and supportive place. The style of nurture we receive is internalized to become skills of comforting ourselves after an unexpected disappointment, extracting meaning that empowers to better navigate the world, and moving on to new goals.
Unprocessed trauma — that is trauma that is not treated with comfort and support of learning and moving on — literally stops that developmental process. Or throws us back into regression, undoing what we may have already learned. If we don’t have the internalized skills of “good enough parenting” a resource, for whatever reason, our built-in need to complete this developmental “thread” of growing up makes us like homing devices seeking the missing pieces to complete it.
Seeking security. Seeking encouragement and support. Seeking freedom to act without risk of abandonment. Seeking emotional comfort. Repetitively seeking the same missing elements and recreating the same relationship patterns as we try to “make right” something that failed in our histories.
Fast healing
In trauma at the identity level, there is only one way to resolve it immediately. That is to fully recognize that the “problem” is external. To activate self-comforting mechanisms to soothe the pain of the shocking disappointment. To extract meaning from the event that empowers us to better navigate the world. And to move on.
These skills are what we see in people who react quickly to everyday traumas, who recognize threats to their wellbeing or early hints of dysfunction in systems or relationships. These are people who respond with apparent coolness, clarity or rationality to suffering around them, or to other people’s projection of meaning upon them. They are centered in their own identity maintenance processes. It occurs naturally for them. Because they are compassionate with themselves, they have no lack of compassion for others. But they also have perspective about what is “about them” and what isn’t.
All of this depends on unshakable belief that the world, including ourselves, is essentially a benevolent place. As all of us know, the learning opportunities of life become increasingly challenging. As our lives progress, we invest ourselves in relationships, careers, children and possessions. Every life includes losses and failures. The more we have invested, the more we believe that something is part of our identity, the more painful a loss or failure is. Every life includes huge challenges to our beliefs that we can survive, that we are good people in a good world, that suffering and pain are the exception rather than the rule.
Unmanageable trauma
Beyond the characteristics of particularly painful and difficult-to-process trauma noted above, there are certain circumstances that magnify the challenge we face.
1. The sense that we have been targeted
2. The intensity or scope of the loss
3. The persistence or repeated nature of the trauma
Of these, the last one is the most debilitating. If we have a pre-existing weakness in our trauma-processing skills, do not respond quickly as we recognize a threat to our wellbeing or cannot escape from the situation for some reason, repeated and continuing identity trauma has the effect of cumulatively weakening both the foundation beliefs of our identity and our ability to process loss.
This is the true risk in an ongoing relationship with a sociopath or with anyone who threatens our core beliefs about the essentially benevolent nature of our identity or our world. Many of us make choices to be educated in ways that challenge our beliefs. Attending a philosophy class or learning to ski or starting our own businesses are all equivalent to volunteering for significant learning experiences that we can expect to push us beyond our comfort zones. But we go into them voluntarily, bringing our identity maintenance skills with us, and have the intention of consciously integrating what we learn into who we are.
A relationship with a sociopath is different. The learning challenges we face in the experience are completely different from what we volunteered for.
Not one word of this piece has discussed the sociopath’s characteristic behaviors. This will be discussed in later parts. But from the perspective of our own wellbeing, in particular our healthy maintenance of our identities and our relationship with the world at large, a relationship with a sociopath subjects us to a series of traumatic blows that become more and more difficult to process, and that essentially cultivate diffusion of identity for the sociopath’s purposes.
The next step of healing
Just as the first step of healing occurs while we are “in” the trauma, the second step is likely to begin when we are still in the relationship. Either literally involved with the sociopath as our partner in life, or still attached emotionally to the sociopath with hope for a good resolution. However it also includes internal activities of trying to reframe the situation intellectually, because its apparent meaning is too threatening to our beliefs about our identity and the nature of the world.
This next stage is when we first begin to process beyond the emergency reactions. In the model I am presenting to you, it incorporates both of the “denial” and “bargaining” stages of the Kubler-Ross grief model.
Until then, Namaste. The deep secure wisdom in me salutes the deep secure wisdom in you.
Kathy
P.S. Here’s a fragment from one of my poems, written in the midst of my recovery process.
They say you can’t learn
until you lose what you love.
They say you can’t get there
until you give up trying.
They say that the way
is through flinging yourself
toward all you ever wanted and loss
that breaks your heart,
dries your spirit to jerking sinew,
and then burns your hope
on the sidewalk in front of you.
They say, through all the waiting silence
you just don’t hear, that it’s not until
nothing is there in the mirror
but a monkey playing its toy violin
that you see
with eyes like windows into another country.
That you see.
Thanks Oxy for your comment, and the feedback.
I had a conversation with my sister this afternoon about the lack of response to this chapter of the “getting better” series, and she gave me some very good feedback too.
One was that she was surprised when it ended. The she was really ready to see where it went, the next stage. Another was that it was descriptive, more than providing many ideas for personal work to improve our circumstances.
I hope that my last post helped reframe the “good enough parenting” concept into something we might be able to use now.
She also gave me some feedback on my tone here. Specifically, “this is not a talk show and you’re not required to moderate.” She referred me to AA rules on crosstalk, and suggested that I refrain from giving advice unless asked. That I stick to speaking out of my own experience and thoughts without trying to generalize them as “truth.” And read what people are asking me more carefully, before I respond.
Her suggestions resonated with feelings of unease I’ve sometimes had after pushing the “post” button. I got through my own “good enough parenting” process pretty quickly and decided that following her suggestions is a good idea.
Thanks for your input, Sis.
hi all,
well, he’s getting really desperate. NC is working.
spath-boy called again today. didn’t even bother to block is cell number since i NEVER answer when he calls blocked. left message: ”hi, it’s me. listen, you know i didn’t mean my last message. but i really need you to call me. it’s not about anything going on with me, but i have to pass something by you and i really need to talk with you. so as soon as you get my message(!), call me back. and i really want you to know i hope everything is fine with you. i’m doing great and i hope you are too … i REALLY mean that! okay, call me back.”
just like nothing ever happened!!!!
what the hell?
as my mom said, ”you can be the FIRST woman to reject him. the FIRST to tell him NO! the FIRST to put him in his place.” i don’t always get along with my mom, but wiser words were never spoken. i hold on to this when i feel weak.
NC works! he’s squirming. if he’s so ‘great’ why is he calling ME. NOTHING he can possibly say will make me feel anything but AWFUL.
his call upset me. it made me curious to see what he wanted. it made me furious. but it also made me KNOW he is miserable. i WIN!!!
towanda!!
(okay, so there’s a littttle part of me that is DYING to hear what he has to say. i will boink her now. are you there OX?)
LIG, LOL, I remember I started avoiding my S’s calls for periods of time when I started doubting him. It was really the only time I felt a sense of empowerment with him. I couldn’t get a solid answer out of him or make him follow through on his promises. The only power I had was to stop returning his calls. It drove him nuts but made me feel so much better. Really when someone treats you so badly, what is there to say to them? I’m sure if your ex has something he desperately wanted to say to you, he would leave the information on your voice mail and not try to manipulate you into calling him back. He would respect your desire to make a clean break. What he is doing is really sick. I wonder if his gf knows? If he continues to harass you, you might just let him know that if he ever calls you again, you will let his gf know he is harassing you. That should shut him up. Worked for me. Not only did my ex stop emailing me, but he blocked my emails the very next day.
LIG, (continued) I think your ex knows you have a soft spot for him still and he is trying to expoit that to see if he can play you a little more. I wonder if you have ever made it clear to him that you don’t want to ever hear from him again?
Dear LIG,
Yes, I am checking back every so often, and I usually don’t allow folks to borrow my skillet to BOINK themselves, but you can for that one! LOL I do know what you mean thoUgh, the urge to be curious is sometimes overwhelming, but Star is right, it is MORE OF THE SAME, DIFFERENT DAY.
At the risk of sounding like a bossy old witch, (actually that’s what I am! LOL) I suggest that you block him calling you. The fact that you are curious about what he has to say (even though you know:SAM OLD CRAP) means to me that you are in some danger of one way or another getting a STRESS JOLT. To me NC means NO, nada, zip, zero, none, absolutely NONE contact. EVERY Time I have broken that rule, even for a “good reason” it has bitten me in the arse EVERY TIME, so my not so humble suggestion is GO NC FOR REAL, 100%. (((hugs))))
Kathy,
First off I don’t think there has been a “lack of response” here on this article. The rhythum of the postings varies from day to day and sometimes during the week postings will be “slow.”
I got a LOT out of the article. I read it and started to post a LONG reply to it, then got it about half done and deleted it before I hit send.
Your sister is right that the way it is written doesn’t “invite” feed back, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t INTERNALIZE a LOT of the article, because I sure did. In fact, as I read it, it resionated in me on several events and several levels. I actually got tears in my eyes as I read it the first time.
Sometimes articles don’t NEED to have a lot of feed back to do a lot of healing and give insights.
I too tend to be everyone’s “GReat Aunt HIlda” and sound like I am preaching from a podium. I think part of it is our age. LOL Most folks on this blog know me well enough to know that that’s “just me” and take me with a grain or two of salt. LOL
Don’t be so “up tight” about how people perceive you (that’s the skillet calling the pot black) here or anywhere else for that matter. Ever siince you were posting under the old pseudo I enjoyed every post you made, they were literate and well thought out showing good sense. I have never felt you were “holier than thou” or preachy or over bearing with your advice. So, that said, give me back my skillet and quit boinking yourself! ((((hugs)))))
ox: hooooold on there, gal. it is pure, unadulterated (or in his case, un-adultery!) NC …
he has no idea if he’s reaching me. far as he knows i’m a dead woman with a voicemail. i ain’t gonna call him. my curiousity is FAR outweighed by my determination to never let him hear my voice again!
i can’t change my phone number; it is out there in every corner of my life — school, work, family, friends, etc. etc. — and him calling me will not get me to call him back. and as far as i know you can’t block one person from a cell.
my big fear is that i will run into him (saw him last week from afar — he didn’t see me — and i was RUINED (crying, missing him, etc) for four days!) but i got over it and the phone call today just made me rip-roaring furious. sure, there are lots of emotions around him still (after 20+ years), but my mom’s observation keeps me going.
it’s good to know you’re there with the skillet.
i’m good. you’re a sweetie.
Dear LIG,
LOL ROTFLMAO!!! I’m glad that you are total NC with the a$$, and that you won’t call him back no matter what, and that he can’t know if he’s reached you or not. Glad he didn’t see you fro afar or anyother way either for that matter.
I think for me at least it is the SUDDEN seeing them (my XBF oonce and mom once) that is the upsetting factor. My brain just didn’t have time to “engage”–it was like “stage fright” almost. I can stand in from of 1000 people in public and speak without getting “nervous” but I do remember what it was like when I was first doing public speaking and my stomach would knot and I would start to shake. It was sort of like that.
Then pissed, then washed out and wrung out from the stress. It’s getting better and the “down” times are less and last less time than they used to…so it is “progress” at least LOL (((hugs))))
hugs right back, ox.
star: i wrote you two long missives thanking you for your comments, but lost both at the end. my computer is WHACKED!
i’m on percosets right now, so i ain’t gonna try again, but thanks chicklet … i really appreciated your input!
Thank you, Auntie Oxy. I needed that. A boink is the perfect antidote to over-processing. Have you considered marketing the skillet as the green (and Zen) alternative to electric shock treatment? You could have a whole new career traveling with Tony Robbins.
LIG, I’m with Oxy. Telling us we’re “needed” is a variant of the pity ploy with the cherry on top of how “special” we are as the only person they’d turned to in their need.
I don’t believe in the devil, except in matters of temptation. And in these cases, I know that there is some force in the universe who’s primary job (and entertainment) is to find out if I’ve really learned my lesson yet.
If I fall off the wagon (NC-wise), he and his buddies roll around on the floor laughing. If I don’t fall off the wagon, they send more inventive and sneaky little temptations.
Like his friend, who is also one of my friends, letting it slip that he’s lost his job and is sick and he can’t take care of his dog that grew up with my dog. Or his mother calling me to let me know he feels so bad about what happened. Or a pale blue BMW convertible that follows me for 15 miles through the mountains, while I stare at my rearview mirror and hyperventilate, before it passes me and turns off, leaving me practically biting myself to fight the impulse to follow it.
I know I can always give in. I also know that, if I do, I go back to square one in getting better. I have written my way through three separate getting rid of him’s. I can read what I’ve written and watch myself getting better, and then see it all go down the drain when I let him into my life again. And having to start from an even worse place when I finally got rid of him again, because I knew better when I got into it this time.
I don’t have to tell you that what you get next time will be the same thing you got last time, only worse because you can’t even fool yourself anymore that it will be different.
This whole experience has given me a new respect for people who give up drinking or drugs. The image of “everything I ever wanted” that he was so good at manufacturing is like a drug. Was it Elizabeth who came up with the “sociopathoholic” word. I love it. Except I’m a this-guy-aholic, but not really. I’m a my-own-romantic-vision-aholic. It’s like the biggest fix in the world, the solution for everything.
Except it’s not. I am the solution for everything. The tension between that fairytale and my grounded knowledge that I create my own life (including the fairytales) will probably be with me for the rest of my days. But I know I get a lot more done, and I’m a lot happier, when I do the work to imagine a happy ending that I create and then earn it. And then figure out the next one I want to do.
Not needing a “right guy” and not being needed by one either sets me up for a relationship with a valuable companion in life, a relationship of daily choice that may grow to something of habit. But I’m not starting there. I’m starting with choice and I’m staying there for a long, long time until I just forget to do it, and don’t notice.
And these people who want me to make them a habit tomorrow are way too interested in me giving up my choice. And that doesn’t fit into my plan.
And that, LIG, is where I am today. A fairytale-oholic hanging onto sobriety. And thank heavens, I’ve got a lot of sponsors here on LF.