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
thanks Star, i can feel the anger brewing inside. When i think of how cheap that little bastard is and i know that he isn’t calling because i gave the conditions for a change, too worried he’d have to spend some money. He better stay cheap becasue if he calls i won’t tell him to stick the cowhide up his mommie dearest’s ass****, no that would be bad attention and he likes bad. Not going to give him the satisfaction. Just proves that Sam Vaknin is right , tell them what you want, and you are sure to not get it. So predictable. Well im not predictable any more. Not sitting by the phone but i’m ready when the time comes. You are so right when you say take a deep breath , i will be taking gasps im afraid. love kindheart
learnthelesson – Thank you, I’m glad my experiences can help you. I am a lot happier now, more grounded, but there are always things that need improving (like issues with my dad, everything you remembered was spot on). I have trouble sometimes talking about the separation and the toxic ex-friend of my husband mainly because I went with my gut but still made stupid mistakes. I don’t entirely regret the situation because without it my husband and I would still be stagnant in our relationship with me doing all the work while he slacked off, and we wouldn’t have our wonderful munchkin, but many things were said and done that will take a long time to fade. I also sometimes get anxious that the toxic man will change his mind and want to be a part of my daughter’s life, but it’s really an empty fear, his last email made it pretty clear that he would love to come visit and play “family” with me and my daughter, but he has no desire to try to be a father if he has to do any work and I’m not part of the package deal. My husband and I are both working on ourselves all the time now so we can be the best “us”s and be proud of ourselves, which in turn helps us to be better in our relationship, and to be parents who are good role models for our daughter.
kindheart – I’m sorry you’re under so much stress, stress makes everything so much harder. I was just reading a book last night about building self-esteem in a daughter and the comment you made about good fear pushing you to go to your meeting reminded me of what I read. The author said that we should encourage girls to act even if they feel a little anxious (as long as they aren’t feeling anxious because something is dangerous or wrong) because overcoming fear and accomplishing something, no matter how small, builds self-confidence and self-esteem. Each accomplishment makes it easier to attempt the next effort. As far as your son yelling at you, have you tried calmly telling him you are aware of his concerns and his yelling only makes you more stressed?
Stargazer – That’s great that you were able to discuss your concerns with the HOA, even if they still won’t budge. At least you know that you tried.
Hi all, It is so nice to go away from here for the outside world and return again to see all the familiar people continuing to build each other up. Today is my first day off since Sunday and I caught up on all the posts. So much great advice about dating, better later than sooner, and healing ourselves and looking beyond the sp relationships to the deeper issue of why we put up with crap for so long and miss it so much. I started therapy on Monday and my therapist likes the idea of this group support system. He was helpful in many ways. He suggested that the “Wrongness” of my relationships feels right to me because of the pressure cooker that I was raised in. He pointed out that “Good Guys” feel boring and that equals wrong for me. He suggested that I set strong boundaries including if necessary removing my Mom from my life. Once I’m off the heart monitor, he wants me to go back on anxiety meds to help me sleep better and to learn how to feel relaxed again. It will probably help the heart thing by lowering its rate. I was on this med for years with good results. Even got back down to my high school weight which is 30 lbs lighter. Of course, the ex made me feel weak for being on the meds and convinced me to go off them. I managed with out the meds to finish my dual degrees so I know that I won’t become addicted to the meds, so it is not wrong to take something that will help me. My Mom has not spoken to me since our fight which is delightful. The silent renter that will work for me for now. In spite of everything, I am choosing to put me first and to feel hopeful for the future. I want peace so much that it is drowning out the loneliness. So much better to be alone and in a good quiet place than with someone who was always pulling away and making me feel unworthy. What good is love if it is not equally returned? It sure made me feel like Chit! and I’m not and he is! The military has a saying that you can’t polish Chit. We have to keep reminding ourselves of that. I love the thought that the local mission will always have a husband waiting for me in case I get desperate enough and I so love a fix up project as long as it isn’t me that I’m fixing. LOL! I’m so changing that! I am my number one fix-up project from now on. Love to all. I’m off to color my hair sassy red. My mousy brown roots are showing and I’m done being mousy.
Dear Joy!!!!
TOWANDA, BAbe!!!! Great idea, keep in mind that you can have “a man” ANY time you want one! I am so glad that you picked up on that one. It makes me feel better too sometimes when I am in that big bed all alone and I just crave to have someone to hold me….I can have it, any time I want it. LOL
Some nights I have actually felt like going and telling one of my sons to just come sleep on the other side of my bed, just to hear snoring or someone breathing in the room. I’ve even let the little dog sleep with me the last year since I got him (14 months ago) and just feeling something warm touching my skin feels good. Something alive.
Sounds like your therapist is a good one and “gets it” and I second his recommendation about medication. You know, there is NOTHING WRONG with taking medication for diabetes, or for anxiety or depression, etc. etc. Diabetes is ALSO a “do it yourself disease” and you STILL have to watch your diet, exercise, etc. even with medication, and depression and anxiety is the same way. The medication HELPS but it is still a “do it yourself” problem. Medication ALONE will not “fix” you, it just gets you where you are not so “sick” that you can’t even work on yourself. But depending ONLY on “self help” is usually NOT gonna fix either a diabetic OR someone who is seriously depressed, without medication…. sometimes, with diabetes, after a while on medicatiion the person can slowly taper off, sometimes not. Same with depression, sometimes you can do enough of a “life style” change that you can get off the medication for depression or for anxiety, and sometimes NOT, but EITHER WAY IS OK!
I am still on about half the dose, less than half actually, of the antidepressant medication I took at the top, but I would not be where I am now on the road to healing if I had ONLY taken the medication, and I would NOT be where I am now if I had NEVER TAKEN THE MEDICATION. My doc and I figure I may be on this dose for the rest of my life, but SO WHAT?
My husband was on diabetic medication (and some diet etc) because he did not want to “die of complications” and I don’t want to LIVE with the complications and the pain of depression. Those people who tell you you may become “addicted” to psychotrophic medications or who don’t want to take medication for some other illness, are FULL OF CHIT! (and you know, most of them don’t know chit about chit either!)
You dye that hair fire engine red, and put on your dancing slippers Joy and ENJOY LIFE AGAIN!!! TOWANDA!!!! (((HUGS))))
Yes Oxy – you are in rare form!!!! I read your post about the ho’s crabs and cracked up!!!! LOL… the one liners!!!
Very good analagy about the diabetes and other illnesses – requiring medication as well as self help! I wish it were true about sometimes you can taper off insulin with Type 1 Diabetes…but its only the case for Type 2. Type 1 is insulin for life – as the pancreas ability to ever produce and regulate insulin is completely shut down. But with Type 2… med, diet and exercise can get your pancreas up and running in no time!!!! And soon as there is a cure for Type 1 Diabetes – they too will be able to be insulin independent!!!!
Whatever it takes to enjoy life again – is the name of the game!! Still laughing about your other comment!! LMAO!!! 🙂
Dear Learned!
Glad I put some mirth in your day! I’ve got a store of “stolen” one-liner’s from my late husband who collected them at airports around the world. He was a hoot! Came up with some good ones on his own too.
I think with type I diabetes they are going to be able to transplant healthy pancreatic cells that will make insulin. I have NOT kept up with diabetes advances in the past few years but I remember them doing some of those things experimentally before I quit keeping on top of new advances. I am/was a diabetic educator as part of my job in the community clinics. I tried to get the patients to see that it was a TEAM effort, they were the team and I was the COACH. I couldn’t play the game for them, and they couldn’t play a good game if I didn’t teach them well….still had patients that just wanted “more insulin” and “less advice”—-but those patients paid the ultimate price, their organ systems and eventually their lives.
Actually there is a good analogy between depression/mental illness and the other “self help” disorders and diseases. Taking care of our own health (mental and physical) is important. Medication can only do “so much” and the rest is up to us to do “healthy” things for ourselves. Some people, of course have diseases (mental or physical) of such virilence that even with the best medicine and the best self care, the problems are insumountable, but for the majority of us I think, it takes BOTH medication and self help.
AND I think we need to be EDUCATED so we can make the best and most informed decisions for “treatment” and ultimately we have to DECIDE for ourselves what we are willing to do to live “healthy.” Whether it is quit alcohol or drugs or quit binging on sweet stuff….unfortunately, “food-a-holics” can’t totally quit eating. My adopted son’s bio father is morbidly obese and a very bad diabetic, but he is killing himself with his spoon and fork—2 strokes already–just uses more insulin…but cutting down to a reasonable diet is like quitting a drug or booze for him. But these are all decisions we have to MAKE FOR OURSELVES, and the consequences are also ours.
I’m finally “getting it” I think about my own “addictions” and working really hard to live a healthy and happy and sane and rational life….if I ever get the total hang of it….but I am going to keep on working, stay out of the FOG and continue to laugh and spout off the “one liners” once in a while, and then get my lazy arse up and ride my Fat Ass down the road! (I am loving being eccentric, I dn’t know why I didn’t discover this years and years ago…I guess maybe it is o ne of the benefits of getting older!
Oxy, Thanks for your support. I have so much anxiety that I really need that medication. I just wanted to be stubborn and kept hearing the ex call me weak and drug dependent. Actually, I think he just wanted me stressed out and fat so he could work his magic all the better. He hated when I got thin only to degrade me when I gained weight. Not that even then was a fat fat just fluffy as I like to say. Still a true lover would not make it a point of ridicule and insults. To me admitting my need for medications was like saying to all the thems in my life, “YOU WIN!” but that’s stupid because as long as my heart is beating double time and I’m not sleeping they are really winning. So if it takes pooping a pill to give me peace so be it. I just can’t wait til April 4th when the monitor goes off for good so that I can start my meds and my road to lasting peace can be paved with chill pills. Where is Ho crab posted? I don’t want to miss that one! The hair is now light Auburn again and the slippers are bedroom not dancing but I can still shake my grove thing in them. LOL! Towanda!
Dear Ox – we finally get it all together – get the hang of it -and then we are ready for the real journey….that awaits us :))
So interesting you were a Diabetes educator – Ive quickly become the equivalent of a functioning human pancreas…There is NO family history but last year my 7 yr old son was diagnosed. He was healthy, active, tall and lean… one morning he fainted in the bathroom…and a few days leading up to that he was UNUSUALLY thirsty and running to bathroom alot! But that was only signs…the only connection been able to make is his older sister had a particular virus in the fall – that he may have been exposed to as well – a virus that has been found to be linked to attacking the cells in the pancreas in a percentage of children..causing the onset of Type 1 Diabetes. He gets several shots a day, numerous finger pricks and a strict diet – breaks my heart – but thankfully he is unaffected and rises and shines with a smile and joyful spirit daily to battle the highs and scary low blood sugars. Kids are amazing tho – so resilient! Knowing insulin is not a cure but life support – we anxiously await all of the advances, and stem cell research, and pancreatic cell studies and within a year or two his own Insulin Pump!!
Life and the curve balls…be it loss, or illness, or addictions, or personal/professional setbacks — seems to me there will always be something ! But we CAN CHOOSE to learn from and work hard at creating better days – one day at a time -be it w/meds and/or self help -whatever it takes- and like you are doing now – making sure we take the time to enjoy the journey too while we can! Everytime you ride Fat/Hairy down the road think of your LF “network” cheering you on – and every few blocks give a “TOWANDA” shout out for me!!
LOL JOY… Its Oxy’s post to Fleeced Ewe – regarding High School Bullying. Fleeced boys really had a long journey with Bullies in their life – needless to say with no help of their father. So Oxy gave it to him good!!
Glad you figured out the secret that its not about them – its about whatever you need to do for yourself Joy!!!!!
BTW, Im keeping a list of stage-acts for the LF party, got you down for singing Shake Your Groove Thing and dancing in your slippers! (oxy can your son build a stage in the barn or somewhere on the farm for us??? ) 🙂
Dear Joy,
Yes, I think they want us as confused and chaotic as we can be. My egg donor was always throwing in my face that I went to a psychiatrist and took medications, because I am “crazy” and needed medication. After the Trojan Horse Psychopath was arrested, I read a letter to him from my P son where my P-son, who is obviously NOT a physician “diagnosed” that I had a BRAIN TUMOR was why I was acting so squirrely–“squirrely” because I objected to them lying to me and ripping my egg donor off for money and drugging her—-that’s a SURE SIGN of a brain tumor! LOL
But you CANNOT rescue a willing dupe from a psychopath, sometimes you can’t even help an UNwilling dupe rescue themselves. While we were willing (or at least cooperative) dupes of the psychopaths, we tried to appease them. There is no appeasement for them either.
Sometimes, looking back now, I felt like I was throwing meat to a two or three-headed dog to keep it from devouring me, but in the end, I had no more “meat” to give it and the only thing I could do is flee or start cutting chunks off my body to try to feed the multiple headed dog-monster.
Joy, we just t have to take care of OURSELVES. I am so glad your mom is giving you the “silent” treatment, but keep in mind that you have a SNITCH in the house that will keep your x informed of everything she can find to convey information to him. I am having to do everything I can to make sure my egg donor does not have information she can send to my P son, so BE CAREFUL and don’t leave any documentation out where she can get hands on it while you are gone to work. LOCK up anything sensitive or keep it where she can’t get to it. DON’T TRUST HER. (((hugs))))