Healing from an emotional trauma or extended traumatic experience is a like a long, intimate dance with reality. Or perhaps a three-act ballet. We are on the stage of our own minds, surrounded by the props of our lives, dancing to the music of our emotions. Our memories flash on the backdrop or float around like ribbons in the air. Down below the stage, in the orchestra pit, a chorus puts words to the feelings and gives us advice drawn from our parents’ rules, our church’s rules, all the rules from the movies and books and conversations that have ever colored our thinking.
And our job is to dance our way through the acts.
The first act is named “Magic Thinking.” We stumble onto the stage, stunned, confused and in pain. Our first dance is denial — the “it doesn’t matter” dance. Our second dance is bargaining — the “maybe I can persuade whoever is in power to fix this” dance. The third and last dance before the intermission is anger.
This article is about anger.
The emotional spine
Everyone here who has gone through the angry phase knows how complex it is. We are indignant, bitter, sarcastic, outraged, waving our fiery swords of blame. We are also — finally — articulate, funny, re-asserting power over our lives. We are hell on wheels, demanding justice or retribution. We are also in transition between bargaining and letting go, so all this is tinged with hope on one side and grief on the other.
Anger really deserves a book, rather than a brief article. It is the end of the first act of our healing, because it really changes everything — our way of seeing, our thinking, our judgments, the way we move forward. Like the element of fire, it can be clarifying, but it can also be destructive. To complicate the situation further, many (if not all of us) tended to repress our anger before we entered this healing process.
So it may be helpful to discuss what anger is, where it comes from. What we call anger is part of a spectrum of reactions that originates in the oldest part of our brain. The brain stem, sometimes called the lizard brain, oversees automatic survival mechanisms like breathing, heartbeat, hunger, sleep and reproduction. It also generates powerful emotional messages related to survival.
These messages travel through increasingly sophisticated layers of our emotional and intellectual processing. One of those layers, the limbic system or mammal brain, is where we keep memories of good and bad events, and work out how to maximize pleasure and avoid pain (often through addictive strategies). The messages pass through this layer on the way to our cerebral cortex.
There in the thinking layer, we name things and organize them. We maintain concepts of community and identity (right and left brain), and we manipulate them continually to run our lives as thinking, self-aware beings. Beyond the thinking brain is the even more advanced area of the frontal cortex, which maintains our awareness of the future, interconnectivity (holistic thinking), and the “high level” views that further moderate our primitive responses into philosophic and spiritual meanings.
What our thinking brains name “anger” is actually a sensation of physical and emotional changes caused by the brain stem in reaction to perceived danger. The spectrum of those danger-related sensations roughly includes alertness, fear and anger. While our higher brain may see a purpose in separating fear and anger into different categories, our lizard brain doesn’t make those distinctions. It just keeps altering our hormones and brain chemicals for all kinds of situations, depending on its analysis of what we need to do to survive.
The point of this long digression is this: alertness-fear-anger responses are a normal part of our ability to survive. They travel “up” into our higher processing as the strong spine of our survival mechanism. There is nothing wrong with feeling them. In fact, paying attention to them is better for us in every way than ignoring our feelings (denial) or trying to delude ourselves about what is happening (bargaining).
The many forms of anger
One of the most interesting things about the English language is its many verb forms, which express various conditions of timeliness and intent. I can. I could. I could have. I would have. I might have. I should have. I will. I might. I was going to.
Those same factors of timeliness and intent can be found in the many facets of anger. Bitterness and resentment are simmering forms of anger related to past and unhealed hurts. Likewise sarcasm and passive-aggressive communications are expressions of old disappointment or despair. Frustration is a low-level form of anger, judging a circumstance or result as unsatisfactory. Contempt and disgust are more pointed feelings associated with negative judgments.
When anger turns into action, we have explosive violence, plans for future revenge and sabotage. When anger is turned on ourselves, we have depression and addictions. The judgments associated with anger foster black-and-white thinking, which can be the basis for bias and all kinds of “ism’s,” especially if the anger is old, blocked for some reason, and thus diffuse or not directed primarily at its source. This typically happens when we feel disempowered to defend ourselves.
All of that sounds pretty terrible and toxic. But, in fact, the most toxic forms of anger are the ones in which the anger is not allowed to surface. The lizard brain does not stop trying to protect us until we deal with the threat, and so we live with the brain chemicals and hormones of anger until we do.
Anger can also be healthy. The anger of Jesus toward the money changers in the temple is a model of righteous anger. In response to trauma, righteous anger is a crucial part of the healing process. Anger has these characteristics:
• Directed at the source of the problem
• Narrowly focused and dominating our thinking
• Primed for action
• Intensely aware of personal resources (internal and environmental)
• Willing to accept minor losses or injuries to win
Anger is about taking care of business. At its most primitive level, anger is what enables us to defend our lives, to kill what would kill us. In modern times, it enables us to meet aggression with aggression in order to defend ourselves or our turf. We expect to feel pain in these battles, but we are fighting to win.
However, anger also has its exhilaration, a sense of being in a moment where we claim our own destiny. For those of us who have been living through the relatively passive and self-defeating agony of denial and bargaining, anger can feel wonderful.
As it should, because anger is the expression of our deepest self, rejecting this new reality. We are finally in speaking-up mode. We are finally taking in our situation and saying, “No! I don’t want this. I don’t like it. I don’t like you for creating this in my life. I don’t like how it feels. I don’t like what I’m getting out of it. And if it doesn’t stop this instant, I want you out of my life.”
Getting over our resistance to anger
Of course, we don’t exactly say that when we’re inside the relationship. In fact, we don’t exactly think it, even when we’re out of the relationship. And why is that? Because — and this only my theory, but it seems to be born out here on LoveFraud — people who get involved with sociopaths are prone to suppress their anger, because they are afraid of it, ashamed of it, or confused about its meaning.
When faced with a painful situation, they suppress their inclination to judge the situation in terms of the pain they’re experiencing, and instead try to understand. They try to understand the other person. They try to understand the circumstances. They try to interpret their own pain through all kinds of intellectual games to make it something other than pain. To an extent, this could be described as the bargaining phase. But for most of us, this is a bargaining phase turned into a life strategy. It’s an unfinished response to a much earlier trauma that we have taken on as a way of life.
Which is very good for the sociopath, who can use it to gaslight us while s/he pursues private objectives of looting our lives for whatever seems useful or entertaining. Until we have nervous breakdowns or die, or wake up.
We can all look at the amount of time it took us to wake up, or the difficulty we’re having waking up, at evidence of how entrenched we’ve been in our avoidance of our own anger. It retrospect, it is an interesting thing to review. Why didn’t we kick them out of our lives the first time they lied or didn’t show up? Why didn’t we throw their computer out of the window when we discovered their profiles on dating sites? Why didn’t we cut off their money when we discovered they were conning us? Why didn’t we spit in their eye when they insulted us? Why didn’t we burn their clothes on the driveway the first time they were unfaithful?
Because we were too nice to do that? Well, anger is the end of being nice. It may be slow to emerge. We may have to put all the pieces together in our heads, until we decide that yes, maybe we do have the right to be angry. Yes, they were bad people. No, we didn’t deserve it. And finally, we are mad. At them.
Anger in our healing process
Anger is the last phase of magical thinking. We are very close to a realistic appraisal of reality. The only thing “magical” about it is this: no amount of outrage or force we can exert on the situation can change it. The sociopath is not going to change. We cannot change the past, or the present we are left with.
But anger has its own gifts. First and foremost is that we identify the external cause of our distress. We place our attention where it belongs at this moment — on the bad thing that happened to us and the bad person who caused it.
Second, we reconnect with our own feelings and take them seriously. This is the beginning of repairing our relationships with ourselves, which have often become warped and shriveled with self-hatred and self-distrust when we acted against our own interests in our sociopathic relationships.
Third, anger is a clarifying emotion. It gives us a laser-like incisiveness. It may not seem so when we are still struggling with disbelief or self-questioning or resentment accumulated through the course of the relationship. But once we allow ourselves to experience our outrage and develop our loathing for the behavior of the sociopath, we can dump the burden of being understanding. We can feel the full blazing awareness that runs through all the layers of brain, from survival level through our feelings through our intellect and through our eyes as we look at that contemptible excuse for a human being surrounded by the wreckage s/he creates. Finally our brains are clear.
And last, but at least as important as the rest, is the rebirth of awareness of personal power that anger brings. Anger is about power. Power to see, to decide, to change things. We straighten up again from the long cringe, and in the action-ready brain chemicals of anger, we surprise ourselves with the force of our ability and willingness to defend ourselves. We may also surprise ourselves with the violent fantasies of retribution and revenge we discover in ourselves. (Homicidal thoughts, according to my therapist, are fine as long as we don’t act on them.)
It is no wonder that, for many of us, the angry phase is when we learn to laugh again. Our laughter may be bitter when it is about them. But it can be joyous about ourselves, because we are re-emerging as powerful people.
The main thing we do with this new energy is blaming. Though our friends and family probably will not enjoy this phase (because once we start blaming, it usually doesn’t stop at the sociopath), this is very, very important. Because in blaming, we also name what we lost. When we say “you did this to me,” we are also saying, “Because of you, I lost this.”
Understanding what has changed — what we lost — finally releases us from magical thinking and brings us face to face with reality. For many of us this is an entirely new position in our personal relationships. In the next article, we’ll discuss how anger plays out in our lives.
Until then, I hope you honor your righteous anger, casting blame wherever its due. And take a moment to thank your lizard brain for being such a good friend to you.
Namaste. The healing warrior in me salutes the healing warrior in you.
Kathy
(((skylar))) I was stunned and chilled to the bone by your post.
So deja` vu` for me. SO SO MUCH.
Oh yes, the sharp contrasts in emotions. Those sharp contrasts are ‘tells’. So loving and kind and sweet, one moment, but underneath lurks a serial killer. I know the kind. Trust me.
You said: “I wonder if he was disappointed that I didn’t rage and rail against God?” hahahaha – I can so relate. In fact, I have found that they become confused when you keep that ‘happy face’ on and a smile in your heart. It freezes them in their spot and they don’t know how to react!
So, not only has grey rock served me well, My Friend, so has being the happy person I was before “IT” came along. I find they so hate it when they realize that they are no longer the center of your attention. They so hate that. They like being what they are to you. It is entertainment for them, I think, somehow. That “THEY” can make all these things happen.
As far as killing your pet, may I ask ‘how’ this was done? Mine prefers strangling cats; what about yours? Strangling the life out of something…jeez, to think: I could have been that cat. Maybe I SHOULD HAVE BEEN or WAS that cat that he last strangled. THIS is a very disturbed person. To see all the webs and deceptions and lies = it is very difficult NOT to walk away. It then becomes a matter of survival.
I am so sorry this happened to you. Stay strong and don’t let their illness destroy what is left of your life. YOUR LIFE. We have the same ‘flavor’ and type of ppath that has scarred our lives. I know exactly the kind you have described.
It’s a thin line between animals and people, I would say. In fact, most times, the animals were not the intended victim but a release of what they really wished. I suppose perhaps they may feel ‘feigned remorse’ over the loss of that innocent cat’s life, but something more important and deeper is there….it was suppose to be ‘someone’; not the cat.
They hate us and blame us for everything rotten that happens in their lives because they can’t accept the realities about themselves. They don’t know how. And they don’t know how to change either. They are who they are and will always be that person. Their disdain of us and their jealousy of us for who we are and all the ‘things’ we have they don’t and they know it and recognize it, makes them not like us so much. They want to be us but know they can’t. It frustrates them.
I understand you and I hear you, skylar.
Your post was so chilling to me. In fact, too chilling.
Wow: imagine – we let it that close to us…
I don’t know about you, but “I” have NO intention on ever being in the same spot as “IT” ever again. He just blames me for ever rotten thing that has happened in his life – not because I actually DID something but because HE HAS BEEN OBSESSED. It was him. It was like stalking and conditioning…trying to build a lily pad because he knew what was coming….I was a lily pad…lol
“HIS TERM” not mine.
Blesssing and tons of hugs to you skylar; stay strong…
we know who we are and our worth and our value.
We do not need their ‘certification’ to be who we are.
Much love ~ Dupey xxoo
Sky,
I can only imagine how you must feel figuring this out. What a chilling story. Kind of reminds me of Diane Downs who shot her children in cold blood, then made a little memorial to them.
Hearing your stories, I’m so relieved you got out with your life and your sanity. I do feel that you should write a book and that a movie should be made out of your story. Your poor kitty, may he rest in peace. I don’t know why this creep isn’t in prison by now. I’m sure he must slip SOME time.
thanks Louise.
the weird part is that I know he does like cats. As a little boy he collected feral cats and played with them all day. One day, according to him, his mother decided he had too many cats around and collected them in a bag and threw them in a river. His mom denies that she did it. She said that it was the boyfriend of her best friend who did it. I don’t believe her because I’ve seen how she had no respect for cats or animals in general.
Just another day in a psychopath’s childhood. I’m sure that event put another nail in his spath coffin.
Ignorance is the bain of humanity.
Star,
he does slip all the time, but his lies are so preposterous nobody believes he would tell such a lie, and the truth is so evil that nobody can accept it, so they don’t. He slipped all the time with me, but I didn’t want to believe it.
He also prepares everyone to accept responsibility for him by implicating them long before they know what is going to happen.
Dupey,
I don’t suppose he cares how he kills the cats. He just had to do it in such a way that it looked like a car hit him.
The other cat that disappeared, he made it look like coyotes ate it. Only the transmitter I put on her remained. It was still working and it had bite marks on it. The reason I know spath did it is because again, he made a tell just days before. He said he saw “the biggest coyote you ever saw in the bushes right in front of the house…blah, blah, blah.” He made a big dramatic toodoo about it. Then, of course, the cat disappears, while he is supposedly hundreds of miles away working.
skylar: i am so sorry. i am so happy i have this ugliness away from me. far, far, far, away….it’s not far enough yet. it is going to be though, i can promise you that!
i am so happy you got away from all that and that you are safe. i am grateful i have escaped too before it was too late.
love to you, lots, skylar….
Dupey
Michael,
I have a few questions, because I suspect a link between certain abilities and empathy and emotional depth.
Do you experience intuition, forebodings, while there is no rational explanation at hand, nor data?
I am also curious about dreams: do they have emotional content? If so, stronger than awake and what kind of emotions? When you are dreaming, do you know in your dream what the other characters feel or think?
That you would have “intuition” based on experience to some extent is within epectations. That you wouldn’t have the other is what I expect as well.
You might be interested in reading these links on intuition-research
http://www.science20.com/brain_candyfeed_your_mind/clinical_evidence_intuition_iowa_gambling_task (based on experience)
It is the next type of intuition that I would suspect a sociopath/psychopath not to have:
http://www.marlana.org/articles/HeartMath-inuition-study.pdf
http://www.heartmath.org/templates/ihm/downloads/pdf/research/publications/intuition-part2.pdf
http://www.heartmath.org/templates/ihm/e-newsletter/article/2010/fall/new-study-supports-intuition.php
I actually emailed the organisation with the suggestion to test it on sociopaths.
Don’t blame you for not believing in that type of intuition, if you would be incapable to experience it, since it seems to be based on similar brain and heart abilities that are the basis for emotions.
Intuition, especially precognitive intuition seem to be heavily linked to emotion, which is why I suspect sociopaths do not have much of an intuitive ability.
In order to explain what the above studies seem to expose to happen we have to look for explanations on quantum physics level and the related math. My hypotheses is that the intuition ability (even if not cognitive, but just that the body is aware of at some level) leads to a sensation that there exists an absolute truth outside of ourselves, which would hinder us from lying; and that it also leads to a belief of cause and effect, because as soon as an action is made, our heart and brain seems to be able to “download” future random outcome. A person would get this sense of absolute truth and cause-consequence very early in life, in the first few years of life, through the constant bodily experience of intuition (even if it’s not consciously known). And aren’t those not some of the basics that sociopaths lack?
somebody pass the pepto-bizmol please…
never mind the pepto-bismol, hens, pass me the jack!
Micheal,
LOL’ing at the gnome scene. You must have seen the movie Amelie?
To respond to your comments about thinking normal people are more “content” than you are, I think they are capable of it, but most normal people are neurotic and have a lot of fear. Fear often gets in the way of happiness – fear of taking physical risks, interpersonal risks, and so on. I also think there are certain cultural forms of isolation like preoccupation with gadgets, cell phones, and even the internet. People in other countries I have visited seem much happier. I don’t know if sociopaths are prone to the same types of stress normal people have – all the worries and anxieties we suffer, even just driving in rush hour traffic. One thing, though, is that I think that normal people have the capacity for great joy but also deep sorrow. I sometimes I wish I could have more of a sociopathic response to sad events. I wish I could “not feel” anything about the recent loss of my cat. Instead I will probably feel pain over this for the rest of my life whenever I think about her. It sucks.
What is the happiest you have ever felt? Or the most content? Does spending time with your wife and son give you anything that you might consider happiness? Or do you always need to stay busy?
It would be so interesting to hear from your wife. I wish you could remember her username from when she was here. We once had a couple here who were both autistic. Their posts and the way they expressed themselves were so fascinating. I learned so much from them.
To answer your question about whether I’ve ever tried martial arts to deal with my emotions – not to any great extent, though it might be helpful. I do sometimes lie in bed at night when I’m relaxed and just pound my fists and kick my feet. That brings it up sometimes. But there is always more. It seems endless. I also process emotions when I’m soaking in the bathtub. I don’t know why that works so well. But inevitably, I shut down and disconnect again. The brief times when I feel connected to my my feelings, I actually feel like a normal human being. If you experience all the time what I experience when I disconnect, it must be a living hell for you. Because it is for me when I feel like that. It’s like my life is on hold until I reconnect. And it can take days or even weeks or months sometimes. I just don’t know how sometimes. Or I’ll be going along disconnected but functioning….I’m able to still be normal at work and so on. But then someone will do something that makes me angry. And then I get afraid of the anger. So the situation becomes worse. It really sucks. I have had successful conversations with people setting limits and telling them they hurt me. But I find that the majority of people are not very sensitive, or else they get defensive. And then there is the small portion who are low on the empathy scale and just don’t understand my feelings. So most of the time I don’t even bother. Like sociopaths are more insensitive than others, I seem to be more sensitive than most people.