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
kmillercats:
Happy Birthday. Enjoy yourself!
To all,
wow, I am so firm now on my gut feeling to get a different therapist. I appreciate all the input ….my confidence has been so shaken by this relationship that i feel unsure about deciding anything and you have all given me the clarity to see my instincts on this were good. I need kindness to start to heal, not a kick.
Blossom4th, I am going to contact a Domestic Viol. Shelt…that makes sense to me.
Katydid, I feel like that is exactly what he did “invalidated my being” in ways I really can’t even wrap my mind around completely yet. I feel like I have been hit my shrapnel and can’t survey the damage on my own, b/c some is in my back~
Darwinsmom, Thx to you as well, all of you have contributed to me going to bed tonight with some of my self intact.
And Dearest Louise, big hugs to you, I am hopeful both of us find the right help and feel better soon…or atleast a little better : )
Blessing , hugs, and peace to all of you from my quivering , but determined to heal…spirit !
Bluemosaic
Thanks for the bday wishes. Going out tonight if it quits snowing.
bluemosaic
Validation is very important. We already feel bad enough about staying in an emotionally abusive relationshit. I had to part company with my best friend because she kept comparing what happened to me with her marriage to her x husband who was a somewhat abusive alcoholic. She didn’t get it. She just thought I should “get over it”. The bond with a spath is like no other. They make sure of it. That is why people don’t get it. The only person who “got it” was his x fiance. She knew what he was. Unfortunately we didn’t become friends but, I felt very validated when I talked to her. My friend didn’t even want to talk about it. She really wasn’t a very good friend. She was pretty self absorbed but, I kept her in my life because my boundaries weren’t very good. On this site we don’t even have to think about it to “get it”.
Hi To All,
I am going to own my anger down below…feeling angry today and want to share some deep sh_t.
I will go back to history w/spath…during first days together, he had asked me to share so much of my insides and history with him. I did. He knows more about me, to date, than any other man I have ever known, including my ex-H. Whoa, was he good at getting me to open my soul-history wide open…I never felt reservations of opening to him,( how did the trust come so quick?…I do not know answer just yet)… if I did feel too open, I was totally ignoring that “feeling”. He dug in deep, I shared early rapes that I had experienced. He asked whether I had ever been raped, specifically. He expressed such seeming genuine compassion, and told me that he wanted to take those men, and hang them, right in front of me, for the pain they had caused me. He said this to me during our being sexually intimate. I felt like no man had ever made me feel…that he wanted to make me feel safe…vindicated,protected. I was totally unaware that while those men had raped my body, his act of extraction of this info, was the beginning of him raping my soul.
Fast forward….6 months post leaving him…2 months solid NC, found LF. Hitting the anger head on.
I recognize what he is…spath, narcissistic MF’er…damn…he used to tell me that he wanted to see me get angry. He would really like me right now. I was so calm, peaceful…sweet when we met. He dredged up old buried stuff. I see what I am…little girl still looking for validation and unconditional love.
Went to the doorstep of a monster to get it….got abused and mind-F’d again.
But , I digress…….I am allowing myself an unhealthy rant today. I really do not want to kill him or anyone. Never have my whole life…he is the only person I have ever fantasized about beating the sh-t out of.
My visual……
Huge field, cold GRAY ROCK sky….he and I in center, off to the side, all the ones who came before. Hundreds of women, maybe more. Yes, I knew that they existed…I know some of their names and what he lied about re: what they had done to him!! Front row center…His Ex-wives who may have wanted to do what I am going to do , at some time in their greif. I am going to “TAKE HIM DOWN ” for all of them and for the woman and little girl in me, that he so mercilessly betrayed and damaged. His gaze tells me he thinks he got the best of me. It pisses me off…I know the simple fact that he took me down enough to allow hate in my heart , screams at me that he did get the best of me….smugness and indifference on his face – makes it impossible to give him compassion. I do beleive in evil now. He showed me evil does exist. I am holding a big hardwood stick…I look to the heavens and ask GOD for forgiveness for what I am about to do.
The blows I deliver are brutal…just like the brutality of asking me for my love, inner being and presense in his life …with intention of destroying me from the beginning. I do not shed one tear over the bruised and bleeding corpse I leave behind. All the women on side look on in horror….I look on myself with horror…but do not regret my action. Sometimes anger is justified. GOD did not put me here to take shit from anyone.
I push him off the icy shelf that is his grave in my mind.
I don’t look back.
I then go to GOD…on my knees ,I tell my maker….
“I know you sent him to me as a lesson. Only the depth of pain he caused me was enough to open the brokeness in me wide enough for you to heal me. I will see, someday, that it was this pain that was necessary to bring me to a place where I will never allow anyone to harm me again….and that I will learn to look only for validation, honor and love and respect from my sprit-myself. I will live my life accordingly. It took the evil man you sent to me….to fix the broken girl I was. Thank you for my lesson….for the healing that will come.”
I am in my “anger” today. I will go pour it out in sweat now. Do EFT as often as I need it…and pray peace will return.
Peace to you all
I will sound like the grateful alcoholic…when I heal. I will not tear my soul apart again…at the request of a monster.
Bluemosaic
Well, I just re-read my own post….mmmm. Decided to walk to ice shelf in my mind and look over the edge.
On the bottom lay a wounded -broken – bleeding little 11year old girl. ….with my face. No wonder the women in my story looked on with horror.
I really did not see her or knew I would till I RE-READ MY POST. OMG…. OMG….OMG
I chose to love him out of self hatred. I have just mind- F’d ….soul raped, myself.
Get thee hence to a counselor.
Blue
I showed myself no compassion, for loving a man who would destroy me.
Waking up. Damn, it is painful.
Blue
Blue,
http://gettinbetter.com/needlove.html
I’ve been reading this.
I am so sad inside that it took this experience ….loving a mean-spirited souless creature, to wake up…enlighten my soul and mind , that dropping my boundaries is never ok, allowing violation…never ok, ignoring my instincts, never ok….
and if I countinue to go through my life repeating SPATH GROUND HOG DAY, I may as well remain a single creature, I sure do not intend to feel this inner blood-bath again.
Blue
Blue you have a very creative and visual way of expressing yourself I hope for you that posting, writing, articulating yourself will prove very healing for you. The pain these horrible destructive people create is so destabilising, it does take some time to feel grounded but you’ll get there blue, you’ll get there. Did you find another counselor ? Peace and love to you Blue it gets better x
I’m right with you Blue. I am basically non-functioning now and I have to figure out a way to get back to life. I have a job, I have kids. I’m a mess.