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
truebeliever:
Thanks.
PRINCE HARMING SYNDROME – Interesting Article…
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/karen-salmansohn/prince-harming-syndrome_b_71432.html
Joy – thank you for sharing your story. I can relate to alot of what you said about your journey, your desire to have the life you dreamed of with him.
“I was living my fairy tale of getting the prince who got away. There were huge red flags waving and sirens going off but I played blind and deaf because I wanted my fairytale”.
Was the first breakup with him significant? Were there signs he was an S/P the first time around? Or was it a mutual breakup… I ask because perhaps he wasnt the prince that got away.
If there are huge red flags/sirens that we ignore – we will pay a dreadful price later down the road – we must never ignore the flags… these flags SCREAM I AM NOT UR PRINCE!!
Joy, the question for me is not why did he walk away without closure… for me… its why did I stay, accept, and allow the financial loans, the controlled-sex, the little bit of time alloted for me, the other women..why did I settle for way less than I deserve and why did I think at various points in the relationship any of that would go away and we would start our life again…. Especially since we never really “started” anything real together to begin with. It feel real, it looked real, but realness lasts and changes in healthy ways it grows… I didnt have real with him, I had
continued… well I honestly dont know what I had with him.. It was a little bit of everything and varying times but THE MAJORITY WAS nothing. I had nothing with him/from him worth writing home about. So why did I stay>> Still looking inward for my own answers.
But I agree with you, I too, would like to believe they will miss us the most one day. I gave my best. My best friendship. My best love. It something I walk away with knowing about myself. I am a beautiful person and I deserve to be treated well, not taken advantage of/used/abused. We all do!
Wait I just noticed you posted to Meg at 8:27… I didnt see that , Im going to go read it! LOL so many posts to keep up with..
JOY — That post is a print out and tape up on my mirror post! A TOWANDA POST about the past , present and future.. Something we need to gently remind eachother all three have a place in our being, but none of which we will ever be stuck in again, but rather learn from and grow.. healthier and happier! One day at time… with the help of like minded, caring, sharing souls!
Sociofree – Your lists outlining the highlights are AWESOME. I tend to have these run-on sentences/thoughts because so much goes through my mind about my unhealthy journey with him, that sometimes I find myself going in circles.
I REALLY APPRECIATE YOUR OUTLINES OF BOTH THE PROGRESS YOU/WE ARE ALL MAKING AND THE RELEVANT REMINDERS OF THE REASONS WE ARE SLOWLY BUT SURELY NO CONTACT, MOVING FORWARD AND LETTING GO OF THESE TOXIC HUMAN BEINGS.
Thanks.
Learnthelesson,
Thanks, I will keep my lists and relevant reminders coming then!
Actually, before I go to sleep, have a few YEPS to some of your comments as well as some of the others;
– “We never really started anything real together to begin with”
– “I had nothing with him/from him”
– “We would like to believe they will miss us the most someday…”
– “I know it in my brain but not in my heart yet (that my time with the S needs to be over)”
– “His generosity to himself was staggering, in comparison to his total lack of generosity towards me”
– “When they bleed us dry, they move on to another source of supply”
– “They will disappear when they see you’ve ended the dance”
– “Contrarily to us, they don’t care about getting closure”
Meg, Glad that I have helped a little. Sweetie, it is all dirty work with them. Stop thinking about it, and stop beating yourself up. We get it. You are no worse than the rest of us, and we are awesome just like you are. Today, shine your crown, put on some dancing shoes and boogie your cares away to Billy Idol, “Dancing with Myself”. It is impossible to not be in a happy place while dancing like an idiot to this song. Try it. I promise it beats Prozac, and it’s better for ya. Learned, Glad to know that I’m graduating to posted status on your mirror. Truly high praise. You asked about the first breakup with S. I was a 14yr old with a 30 yr old heart and brain. He was a 19 yr already convicted felon for robbing the coins from the laundry mat near the base at Ft Belvoir, Va where he was living with His Aunt and Uncle who were stationed there. Robbery not his fault cousin made him do it. He was innocent bystander. Sure he was. His Mom had gotten sick of him and had sent him there hoping someone else could deal with him. He was good in that I would have done anything for him and Thank God he did not take my virginity. He convinced me that love was not about sex and that I was worth waiting for because when I finished school he was going to marry me and we were going home to Mom and Dad to learn the family business. I think he knew my parents would have him arrested if he touched me. What he did do was get caught in bed with a 15 yr old. He was given the choice of marry her or go to jail by her Mom who was sick of her daughter and Mom was messed up piece of work, too. The day he married the girl he called and cried to me that he didn’t love her and was forced to do this. He claimed no responsibility for his actions. Everything was the girls fault. She came over uninvited to see his cousin, she chose to climb naked into his bed while he was sleeping and to seduce him, she was the slut, She. She She. He was the victim. And I was young and stupid enough to believe it. Of course, She had answered the phone when I called him early in the relationship and he was in the shower. She asked who I was. I stated his girlfriend. She replied, “you and several others, but I’m the fiancee.” This was 6 months prior to the incident requiring marriage. It was all BS. When I asked about her comment he stated that she was his cousin’s friend and that she was crazy and liked to screw with people’s minds. She had a crush on him. He was not interested. Yada. Yada. BS! He stayed with her long enough to get her pregnant with a child that he then abandoned to have her raised my Mom and her Grandparents. He saw his child maybe 3 times in her life after the age of 4. She is currently recovering from a Heroin addiction has lost custody of her own daughter and has been to jail for an extended stay and is barely 20. He stayed long enough with me for me to never forget him and to feel deep pity for the way his life turned out. Already then, It was if only…It is my fault that he reentered my life. I sought him out. I remembered all that he ever told me of his past and surprisingly he told me the truth. He lied to everyone else about who he was and where he came from. When he contacted me after I left a message with his Mom, It was like no time had past. I was a teenager in love again. Unfortunately, he was still an SP. I didn’t know what that was until a psych class in nursing school. I was close to my Prof. and we discussed it often. He tried to enlighten me of what was a life long unchanging pattern. I was still in the “my love will change him frame of mind.” But no longer. So in answer to the question he was an Sp back then but I didn’t know it. BYW. His Mom warned me to never have a child with him. He is an only child because he drove his Mom to the breaking point. Some childhood antics. Killed his pet at 3 by breaking it’s neck. His reason, “he didn’t minded me.” He set his Mom’s bed on fire with her in it at 5. He crawled out of bed and left the house as a toddler at night so Mom turned his crib over on top of him like a cage to contain him. He had to be handcuffed to the radiator when he got older to wait for his father to get home from work to deal with him because Mom was at wit’s end. He went 20 yrs no contact with his parents when he started dealing drugs and went to prison for armed robbery. Today, Mom laughs about the past and treats him like an angel boy who can do no wrong. All the ex wives were flawed. Nothing is his fault. I’m sure she will tell the next wive all about me and I will be a delusional hopeless romantic who only wanted sex. True that! LOL! so that’s the background story to Sp part 2. Good news all. There will be no part 3. That is something you can bank on.
Joy:
“I remembered all that he ever told me of his past and surprisingly he told me the truth.”
Only because it worked to his advantage — aka “the pity play.” Mine did exactly the same thing the moment he knew (early on) that he had overplayed his hand badly and I was ready to walk. Out came the crocodile tears, how he had just been released from prison, yada, yada, yada. The pity play. Pure and simple. It makes me sick to think about it now.
Don’t underestimate the power of the pity play. After I turned my ex in to the army for adultery and became a key witness in their fraud investigation against him, the army told me he was on suicide watch. I remember the intense pity I felt. I didn’t want to be responsible for a suicide! I actually considered withdrawing my complaint. It was the army platoon sergeant (who herself had once been played very badly by a sociopath) that convinced me that he brought it all on himself. Of course in retrospect, I doubt he was actually suicidal anyway–it was just the pity play.