This column is dedicated to my sister, who is my best friend and wise counsel in so much of this learning
In Part 2, I wrote about painful shock, our instantaneous reactions to stabilize us until we have time to heal, and the everyday process that we use to resolve trauma.
In a relationship with a sociopath, something goes wrong with this process. We don’t handle “bad things that happen to us” in an expeditious way. It may be that we do not have skills for fast processing of emotional trauma, because we are burdened by residue of previous trauma. But beyond that, the typical sociopathic technique of recruiting us through seductive love-bombing, followed by withdrawal of positive attention, can disable our normal responses.
Instead of clearly recognizing that we are victims of abuse, we become confused about our own involvement. Because we responded positively to the seduction, we are from the beginning volunteers or collaborators in what happened to us. When our “perfect lovers” inexplicably turn cold, critical and demanding, we are left dealing with emotional attachments to our precious memories. This chaotic emotional landscape sets the stage for further emotional abuse and predation.
Adapting to the Unthinkable
Denial is the topic of this piece. In denial, we assume that we have power over certain aspects of our relationship with a sociopath. It is a form of magical thinking. It also plays an important role in recovery.
My friends: Kathy, what do you mean he’s moving back in with you again? It took you months to stop crying over him last time.
Me: No, it’s really okay. We had a good talk. He’s just needs my support. It was my fault for not trusting him. He really cares about me. He was so tender and open. Can’t you hear how happy I am?
Is it any wonder people think we’re crazy? But until we “learn through” this situation, we may feel as crazy as they think we are.
In the Kubler-Ross model of grief processing after receiving a terminal diagnosis, denial is a rejection of reality. “This isn’t happening to me.” It is the same difficulty we face in the loss of a loved one, absorbing the information that a life resource has disappeared. First response to trauma often includes a massive rush of endorphins (the “feel good” brain chemical) that anesthetizes pain and helps prevent us from dying or breaking down. This is why the first response of survivors is often inexplicably confident and relaxed about the future.
But denial is also a psychological state that can endure forever. In denial, we avoid the cause-and-effect reality of our pain. If our sociopath relationship causes us pain, we look for its causes anywhere but in the sociopath’s bad intention toward us. When we look at our situation with the sociopath, we see the benefits and good potential, rather than the disasters that we’re living through.
Swept Off Our Feet
The purpose of denial is not to reduce the pain, but to avoid acknowledging the cause of it. In our relationships with sociopaths, we have at least two significant reasons for denial. One is that, like a drug pusher, the sociopath has successfully pushed past our normal self-protective boundaries and conditioned us to emotional merger in an environment of “perfect love.” We have lost independence of thought and feeling, and acquired a new need to keep us stable — the “perfect love.” We are now junkies.
The difference between this emotional merger and a healthy love relationship is that the development was dominated by the sociopath. It was conducted in a way that rewarded us for fast emotional response and penalized us for trying to slow it down for rational consideration.
As a result, we do not have a well-understood set of reasons for our involvement, except that this person was so accurate in pushing our buttons. Without those reasons, it is harder for us to go back and compare our current reality with any logical choices that we made. We begin these relationships in disorientation that seems to be “perfect” because it reflects our dreams or emotional needs, but does not reflect our well-boundaried, thoughtful, self-caring identities.
The second and even more compelling reason to avoid acknowledging the cause of our pain is the knowledge of our own collusion.We said yes to this.(It is not until later in the healing process that we understand what we were up against, and forgive ourselves.) If we are causing ourselves this pain, our identities are seriously compromised.We don’t know who we are anymore. https://frpiluleenligne.com
If we can’t extricate ourselves from the relationship, the threat to our internal integrity is magnified.
So denial “protects” us from the knowledge that our drug of choice is a destructive force on our lives, and that we are causing our own pain. (One of those facts is true.)
The Impact of Shutting Down
Denial is an act of will. A deliberate not knowing. However, denial does not always occur at the conscious level, especially if we have backgrounds of unhealed childhood abuse. Likewise, major adult trauma — like rape or combat experiences — can overwhelm our everyday trauma-processing skills, making us more likely to “get stuck” at early-stage processing.
Denial is not just a stage in healing. It is also a radical coping response to certain circumstances. If we cannot escape a situation, if we are dependent for survival on the perpetrators of trauma, if we can’t exercise our defensive flight-or-fight impulses without increasing our risk, shutting down our awareness of cause and effect is a way of managing our responses to the situation. Like that first endorphin rush after a painful shock, shutting down is a means of survival.
In later life, if we have never adequately processed and healed from these situations, this type of shutting down may still be our best and final response to any traumatic event. Because it may be embedded in blocked memory, the whole mechanism may occur below the realm of consciousness.
If we are using denial as a self-protective technique, we may have an unusual pain tolerance, a lack of awareness of risk, and a constant “hum” of anxiety interfering with emotional or logical activity. Our knowledge of cause and effect of pain is not destroyed, only blocked. Our protective “alert” system keeps generating emotional noise, trying to draw our attention to the situation. Even after it is long past. Because we have not yet finished learning from it, so we can move on with our identities intact. The fact that this painful trauma is still “live” means that we are reactive to anything that looks like a reoccurrence, causing post-traumatic stress responses.
Magical thinking is the idea that we can alter reality by our thoughts. In many cases, we do influence events by envisioning our preferred outcomes, and acting on opportunities to create the future we want. But when magical thinking becomes the attempt to obliterate feelings that originate in our survival responses, we move into the realm of the impossible and self-destructive. We are attempting to magically change the present, not create the future. Rejecting our feelings splits our psyches into parts of ourselves that we accept and parts that we do not. Fear and rejection of ourselves makes us more likely to view the world in terms of fear and rejection.
For all the problems it creates, denial provides us the gift of time. It enables us to postpone trauma processing until the environment is safer or more supportive, or until we can endure facing the cause-and-effect issues. But until we are ready to move forward, everything we might learn and all our related self-protective emotions are stuffed back into a “La-la-la, I’m not thinking about this now” area of our heads.
The more we stuff, the more emotional static builds up in the background. If the sociopath is depending on our insecurity, instability, or high pain tolerance, denial makes it that much easier for the sociopath to exploit us, because we are not acting self-protectively in response to pain.
How to Care for Ourselves
Denial is probably the most toxic phase of the healing process, because we are not only reeling from painful shock, but also blocking our knowledge and feelings about it. However much we are obsessed by relationship with the sociopath, a much larger and more demanding relationship drama is occurring in our own psyches. We are at war with ourselves.
As others have noted here on Lovefraud, getting over a sociopathic relationship isn’t necessarily a linear process. We may be experiencing multiple stages of healing — including anger and forgiveness — alongside early-stage processing like denial. One reason for this is that the experience of a sociopathic relationship is so multi-layered. We experience trauma related to our beliefs about the world and changes in our material circumstances, as well as our relationships with ourselves.
The fastest way to recover our capacity to deal with other traumas is to fix our relationship with ourselves. Self-hatred drains our energy, hope and creative capacity. Part of this despair is instilled in us by the sociopath’s criticisms and now-you-see-it-now-you-don’t “love,” which are part of their program to separate us from our self-trust and make us more dependent on them. But a more important source of our self-hatred is denial itself. Denial creates an environment of fear and rejection of ourselves.
The Healing Facts
In healing, we do eventually come terms with what we did to ourselves. We get there because we face two simple facts.
One is that we were vulnerable. Our vulnerability came out of the way we were taught, our previous experiences that may have left us with unhealed emotional damage, and the quality of our dreams. All of these things are part of being human. All of these things can be reconsidered and improved to makes us stronger, more able and confident in taking care of ourselves, and more creative and joyful in our lives. These improvements occur during our recovery process.
The other fact is that we were dealing with something we didn’t understand. The sociopathic strategy for predation begins with deliberately disabling other people’s self-protective responses. They do it in order to exploit other people’s social feelings, personal resources and dignity, all to fill incurable deficiencies in their characters and lives. They mask themselves as attractive people we would like to know. Until they show their predatory intentions, we are dealing with an actor playing a role. The fact that we didn’t understand is also human.
We ordinarily don’t get clear information about their intentions until we are hooked, addicted and dependent. At that point, our ability to recognize and act on the information is compromised. This doesn’t make us stupid. It makes us victims. It is pointless and it only perpetuates the trauma to hate the parts of ourselves that are innocent, hopeful, trusting and open to love. We didn’t do this to ourselves.
Getting out of denial is a cause for tears. But they are healthy tears for the right reasons. If we have been blocked in denial for a while, we may have a lot of them to shed. They are part of comforting ourselves, acknowledging our feelings and validating our right to feel them. When we’ve comforted ourselves enough, the tears will stop and we will move on to another part of healing. It does not go on forever.
We have reason to feel sad for ourselves. Something bad happened to us. We didn’t see it coming. We didn’t know what it was. We didn’t know how to protect ourselves. We didn’t know how to get out of it when it got painful. Every bit of it, including our saying yes to it and the emotional addiction that kept us attached, was not our choice. We never would have chosen it, if we understood what was really going on. Grasping the truth that a bad thing that happened to us, rather blaming it on ourselves, is a major part of healing.
To get out of denial, we may have to find the courage to ignore other people’s opinions or embedded ideas about who we “should” be. If we think we “should have been” stronger or smarter, we’re still in denial about our human vulnerability. With other people, we may have to reject with dignity any idea that this is a minor event, that we don’t have the right to take our time healing, and that we were not victimized.
Taking care of ourselves in this way speeds our recovery of self-trust. In our lives, we own the knowledge that this was a major trauma in our lives, and that it is our responsibility to ourselves to fully heal, no matter what it takes, or how long.
Recovering Our Resources
Facing the facts, getting out of self-hate, putting the blame where it belongs frees us to begin the positive work of restructuring our lives. Part of that work is thinking about what the encounter with the sociopath has to teach us. We have learned something about the world. We have also learned something about ourselves. Together, those two types of learning lead us to recreate ourselves in a number of ways.
This creation occurs in an environment of choice, not the desperation that led to denial. We use our new knowledge to develop new habits of self-care and new ideas about what we want out of our lives. All of this is good for us.
Getting out of denial and out of self-hatred also enables us to approach the world a little differently. We don’t feel the need to apologize for who we are. We need to put together a new life. We become more pragmatic, more able to work through our options, more comfortable with temporary failures, because we’re figuring out what works, not struggling to keep the lid on our feelings or to deny part of our history.
Every time we face an uncomfortable fact, we become better at undoing denial. Denial is a temporary tool for managing trauma, but it makes us vulnerable to the sociopath and other avoidable disasters. Becoming more open to truth, even when it is uncomfortable, is our first line of defense of our lives and our real identities.
To recap: A bad thing happened to us. We did not see it coming or understand it when it was happening. We did not cause it. We are survivors, and we’re learning from the experience. In healing, we not only get over our pain, but become better at living than we were before.
Namaste. The courageous, truth-seeking spirit in me salutes the courageous, truth-seeking spirit in you.
Kathy
Thanks, Oxy, for the clarification in very understandable language. I love the way you write.
HH,
You wrote “Now I’m going to fix this system.”
I forgot to say that I’m jumping up and down and yelling “Hooray for you.”
If your therapist has anything to do with your great progress, I hope you add her name to the resource list.
One of the positive things about this experience with the Sociopath (and its a very short list at this point) is that I realize just how desperate I was to feel loved. So desperate that I would tolerate the unimaginable. Thankfully I was healthy enough that I wouldn’t tolerate it indefinitely, but I did tolerate is longer than most. Knowing this about myself is distressing, yet enlightening. I see how open that wound is and how desperately it needs tending. I see the stunted little girl part of me that needs the proper tending so that she can grow up, and not cling desperately to someone she perceives as a caretaker.
I wish I didn’t have to learn this the hard way. But maybe this is the easy way. Maybe the hard way would have been a lifetime of chronic feelings of being unlovable, and multiple relationships with these type of people. Maybe this is God giving me a gift….maybe this was a slow ball lobbed right over the plate….
I think so, HH.
I’ve come to think that I manifested mine, because something in me was ready to address these issues and get well. I always wanted a relationship in which I’d have a chance to recover from my history.
After a whole string of relationships in which I just got more and more dysfunctional, I finally got the one that I was looking for. The one that gave me the motivation to heal myself.
Thanks, God.
Interesting you say that. I, too always wanted a relationship in which I’d have a chance to recovery from my history – but I had it all wrong. I thought I would FINALLY be in a relationship with a unconditional love. A relationship in which I was adored and I adored. A safe and loving relationship. I thought that was the answer. I thought that was how the healing would occur, in the context of a beautiful, safe, loving, relationship.
Instead, what I got was the opposite. I thought I would heal through a “corrective experience” in the form of a beautiful relationship. Apparently the “corrective experience” has started with a horrible relationship experience in which I “bottomed out,” had all my worst relationship fears manifested, and subsequently realized that I was on the wrong playing field, at the wrong time, and with the wrong equipment.
I will have a “corrective experience,” but it will come in a very different form. In a relationship with myself. Do they have Valentine’s day cards for that?
Healing Heart:
Ditto. I approached my relationship with the S from exactly the same place you did. My dream was to be in a relationship with unconditional love — a beautiful, safe, loving relationship. Instead, I got my worst nightmare.
I like your concept of “corrective experience”. I too bottomed out with this relationship. I don’t have all the answers, yet. But, I finally feel that I’m starting to grow up — at this late date.
In an earlier post you stated that you broke up last March 8th. For some reason that date started nagging at me. So, I just pulled my journal out. Lo and behold! The S pulled some outrageous stunt. Page after page of my journal are filled with my doubts about him — is he cheating, what can I do to make his life easier — sing polly-wolly-doodle all the day.
I want to hurl when I read those words. I feel physically ill when I think of how I compromised myself. And I’m trying to figure out why — during the whole 15 months with S — that I never once — just once — reread my journals and see what the hell I was pouring onto the page. Maybe I would have gotten a clue earlier had I done that.
Dear HH and KH,
QUOTE: HH “so they have valentine cards for that?”
I don’t know, but if they don’t I think we have a great opportunity to come up with a few good ones! I think they’d sell like hot cakes.
Maybe Donna would sell them in the Love FRaud store?!
Let’s see, How is this one?
“Happy Valentine’s day to ME!
I will be TRUE TO ME!”
I LOVE ME!!!
I will love me forever!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue
I’m gonna love me,
More than I ever did you!
(this one is for Henry’s M)
Yea, a “corrective exprience”—that’s a great one!
Gosh, you sound like me.
You know, the funny part about this relationship was that all my worst relationship fears manifested, but he was also my fantasy guy. My definition of what I wanted was pretty identical to yours in my 20s and 30s. But in middleage, as I started dealing with levels of money, power and responsibility I’d never known before, I got more and more interested in having a really dominant partner. I think it was mostly a sexual fantasy (not unusual for incest survivors), but I think I was okay with that bleeding outside the bedroom into real life.
Then as my last partner was falling apart under the strain of the growing business and probably dealing with me, this 20-years-younger-than-me, 5’5”, 125 pound pipsqueak showed up and auditioned for the role. And he was perfect. I got exactly what I wanted — a bad daddy who wanted control of everything, everywhere. Except I guess I forgot to put on the shopping list “loves me.”
Everyone else always had. It never occurred to me that anyone wouldn’t. Or that this role-playing would never have an intermission,when we would laugh about it and just be real people. There was no “real person” behind that role.
It’s funny in retrospect. He told me he was there for the money. He told me he wasn’t going to be faithful. He told me he was going to use me and leave. I thought, yeah, yeah, yeah. Except for the husband that died, I’d walked out on every relationship in my life. No one left me.
Except him. He did exactly what he said he was going to do. I didn’t even have the comfort of saying that I’d been fooled or lied to. But I have to hand it to him; he was creative. He exploited me in ways that took my breath away, and left me something like five times when he didn’t need me anymore.
I was always hurt, crushed, disbelieving that I hadn’t finally convinced him how wonderful I am, missed him desperately when he was gone, but I couldn’t claim to be surprised. One of his favorite sayings was a haughty “That’s not part of our deal.”
Well, he did surprise me once. He left me once when I really was in trouble and he could have helped me. Up to that point, I’d still been holding onto an idea that he cared about me, even if he didn’t love me. I had to face the fact that he really, really didn’t give a s**t what happened to me.
Later, when I was getting over it, I decided that I was looking for a perfect sociopath so I could replay my relationship with my father, but as a grown-up. That didn’t make it any less painful, but it did help to give it meaning.
And that meaning, basic and obvious as it seems now, was that some people really didn’t give a s**t about anyone else. I’d been romanticizing my father’s terrible background for so long, and “forgiving” him because he was just a screwed-up guy, and never really thought about what he stole from me. I finally started thinking about my own life, as though it might be more important to me than anyone else’s
As far as that Valentine goes, I don’t know. But Whitney Houston’s “The Greatest Love” might do the trick. I wish a group of us could get together and share a bottle of champagne.
Oxy, that’s perfect.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I’ve got the new me
and you’ve got, ugh, you.
Kathleen Hawk: Thank you for explaining this whole process of healing and what stages there are in going through it.
I have only been here a few days and I feel by being here I can find some understading to the past years with an S.
Thinking about I have been in and out of denial, just simply because of not having the emotional energy to deal with it in the chaos of the S. I have heard it said here, through “his dancing too fast” with me when he was threatened by the fact I may see how he truly was, then he danced harder.
Which then I went back into denial just to make it through.
I had suffered a major tragedy/loss with losing my daughter, she was in her 20’s. At the time I had been with my husband almost 2 years the S, he was in and out of the home.
I had also given birth to my son who was 1 month old at the time I lost my daughter. There was so much going on. With the new child I had and the joy of a new life to losing my oldest daughter.
S returned and portrayed the caring husband only to get a stronger hold by circumstances. I was lost in grief and holding it together with a new child. I managed well but could not put the emotion to fully deal with S.
It has been six years and the clarity has returned fully of working through major grief in losing a child. And it will continue for a lifetime.
S is completely gone, and I have gone past the denial for about almost a year now, the anger at him and how and I why I took this unacceptable behavior is so clear. It was the only way to cope after these circumstances.
Being now at the point of making it better, making me better this is the strongest I have been in these years.
Through God and much prayer and support systems, I have managed to live without being on meds at all, there were times I did not know how things were going to be.
I thank God for being there and walking me through this life changing loss and this gift of life.
And for walking with me while this S took the world in his hands at a vulnerable time with me.
I have survived. Thank God.
Your information is part of the healing that will prove to be useful, to validate things I have experienced with an S.
I too have had moments of past moments of S and what he said and did and reworking the real meaning now of those conversations. I think this is a good sign.
Thank you.
This Blog is where I have been guided to by searching for answers of “WHAT” was that? It was an S.
Something I had never been so close to before, ever, a very disturbed S.
Thank you