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
Wini, All I can say is “AMEN”. God does give us our gifts and talents and it is great to see those in written form as well. I love to read and am grateful for those talented writers who so graciously share their spiritual knowledge with us, like Kathleen Hawk, and other blessed souls. Yes,the Bible is a daily read but I do like to embrace Gods’ other creations as well.
Take Care and enjoy this day!
I haven’t posted in over a year, but read every day….
When I first posted, people were offended by my sign-on “Righteous Woman” – But Kathleen, You described where I was in my healing perfectly in your article….And why I chose my screen name.
I have been 6-months with no contact. (Even with Child Support arrears hearings now and then). I have moved, and he doesn’t know where I am, and for the first time in 24-years I know what it feels like to live in peace.
Kathleen, your article perfectly describes the emotions that the P caused, and that if you are (foolishly) in contact with the p, they try to make you feel bad for feeling, expressing or acting upon. But I deserved each and every one of those feelings….Righteous indignation, etc. The torture he caused and the way I put up with it…I deserve every single one of those feelings. They are all valid, and I am a better person for feeling and expressing them. I am free!!!
righteous woman-good to see you! Another one, like me, who read every day but didn’t post…welcome. A righteous woman filled with righteous indignation is a powerful force!
TOWANDA!
Oxy, Henry, Matt, & Jim,
Just wanted to let you all know, I just got back from another court hearing ( the continuing saga of s being in contempt of court). I think the judge has finally GOT IT, & knows the s is nothing but 50 pounds of BS in a 5 pound bag. The judge ruled this time that if the s doesn’t make the $100 a month payments, he goes to jail for 30 days. My lawyer feels that we finally have the s on the run. I hope he’s right this time. It’s only taken 19 months & 8 court hearings to get this far. Thank you guys for being there for me, & trying to hold me up. I’ve had to go alone to all my hearings, & that’s hard. The s brought the skank he had the affair with/lives with today to the hearing. I hope she’s enjoying giving her paycheck to me, since the s hasn’t worked since Oct. 2007. I think they totally deserve each other.
Namaste & hugs to you, my friends.
TOWANDA! It’s a bright, cold day in upstate New York, I’m just dropping in before I start work. Lots to do today.
This is a truly wonderful thread. From anger to the true warmth, support and inspiration we find here together. Reading down the posts, something that strikes me today is how far so many of us have come.
A lot of the time during recovery, even when I was “in the woods” of confusion and overwhelming emotion, I had a strong sense of direction. I wasn’t just trying to get away from all the pain. I knew, instinctively, what getting well would be. It was like a star in myself that was shining from somewhere. I didn’t exactly know how to get there, but I knew for sure that I had to move through some kind of process. It was like my healing was programmed into me, and I just had to follow the program.
At the time, I didn’t know if this was just personal, something that was about my background or my genetic temperament. It seemed personal, because virtually no one else understood what I was doing, and I had to ignore the opinions of my family and friends who wanted me to “just get over it.” They thought I was choosing to obsess over the relationship, but it wasn’t really a choice. I had to do this. I would have done more damage to myself to turn away from it.
One of the most amazing things I’ve learned here is that this path of emotional recovery and growth isn’t just mine. We all are speaking the same language. We all are experiencing the same stages, overcoming the same obstacles, finding the same triumphs. And we all are coming to the same ideas about what it means in our lives.
I look at different models of recovery — AA, grief processing, treatment for codependency or childhood abuse — and they follow similar paths. Not necessarily identical to the way I imagine my own path, probably because I studied a lot of other disciplines, but so close. And I see other people here enriching their healing path through more disciplines — especially spiritual ones like Christian faith, Buddhism and New Thought.
But the thing that really struck me this morning is how so many of us know clearly how it is going to come out. We have a sense of our emerging selves. We start to have confidence about what is pulling us forward. And we feel this long before we’ve gone through all the developmental work of undoing old beliefs and habits and embracing new beliefs and restructuring our lives. It’s not like we’re changing ourselves as much as we’re discovering who we really are.
I read the wonderful MaryAnn Williamson quote that truebeliever posted and remembered how I used to think “This is not how I’m supposed to be.” All the depressions. All the structures of over-commitment. The fear and shame and anxiety I lived with. The inability to take care of myself when I was so good at taking care of everyone else. The endless losses because I depended on other people to take care of me. I was lucky the losses weren’t greater, and that people went out of their way to care for me as much as they did. But the truth is that my life was nothing like it would have been, if I had believed in myself and cared about myself as though I were important and let my true values and passions shine through.
I am not speaking out of regret. I am speaking out of wonder that this excruciatingly painful encounter with someone who was so different from me finally blasted through the old emotional damage, the self-defeating life strategies, and the low-level despair that was so old and so deeply embedded that I didn’t even know it was there, eroding my trust in anything including myself.
I read somewhere (maybe Dante?) that beyond the seven deadly sins, the greatest sin is despair. And I think that this relationship, beyond all the other pain it caused me, did me the great favor of bringing this despair to the surface.
Some of us have characterized our sociopaths as evil. And I have resisted that generalization, saying that evil is not about them, but about us. Evil whatever harms us, what confuses us and causes us pain, separating us from our wise, connected, powerful, spiritual centers. It’s personal, and each of us must have our own definition.
But you know, one thing that is truly evil is despair. And perhaps what sociopaths do — either in the relationship or in its aftereffects — is make us face our own despair. All this distrust of ourselves, the dreaming of another life, the willingness to give up one thing or another for external validation and “love,” our neediness or chronic pain that we treat with addictive behaviors, all the things the sociopath uses against us are symptoms of this deep existential despair. At some deep level, we have given up, and the sociopath proves it to us.
In getting better, we take that first, crucial step on the path by deciding not to give up. Not to be what they showed us we are. We take on our despair by the horns, and we fight for life, faith, trust and our own beautiful God-given power to change the world for the better, if only by changing ourselves for the better and then living at our potential.
Maybe this is a fight we have to do several times in our lives, when major losses or traumas challenge our faith and uncover the weaknesses in our thinking, beliefs and life strategies that limit us. But I do truly belief that each time we do it, we learn to do it more easily next time. To capture the learning more quickly, to give up what we need to give up with less agony, and to step up to new version of ourselves that is closer to the center.
This a long post, but I wanted to get it out of my head, so I didn’t lose it. This morning I am in awe. Of our progress. Our stories. Our community.
Namaste.
Kathy
WEll said, Kathy!
I also found that thought I might be “down” under the pressure of the weight of the stress from the Ps I was so much a fighter and so much one to “keep on trying” to keep on “fighting” that until I REACHED UTTER DESPAIR, that I wouldn’t give up the WRONG road I was on.
In a way, I think for some of us, the harder fighters, until we get FLAT OF OUR BACKS AND UTTERLY IN DESPAIR we keep hanging on to our attempts to “fix” the P—TOO ME, THE DESPAIR SAVED MY LIFE….because until I FINALLY FELT POWERLESS TO FIX THEM, and fled for my life, I couldn’t get off the ROAD TO HELL, and get on the ROAD TO HEALING!
Your post above just gave me another AHA moment! Thank you Kathy ((((BIG HUGS))))
Dear Stiles,
Well, I know that $100 isn’t much, but at the same time, it is a VICTORY OF HUGE PROPORTIONS! for you!!!!
I am glad that the judge is “finally seeming to get it”—-What do you call a lawyer with an IQ if 50? YOUR HONOR!!!! LOL that’s the “lawyer Joke” I heard the other day and shared with Matt! We know Matt doesn’t “qualify” for being a judge, he’s too smart by 3 times! LOL More the shame. Congratulations to you for this victory!!! TOWANDA!! (BTW for those of you, I didn’ t originate this LF battle cry, Lost in Grief did. It is what the character in Fried Green Tomatoes said when she crashed her car into the car of the people who stole her parking space! It seems to resonate with us though!
Sociofree – We share just about the same progess report. With the exception being you have 4 additional weeks NC under your belt!! Great work! Its comforting to be on this journey with more and more people I can relate to and share. I was thinking about adding to the list.
7. Being able to see the gift and healing power of smiling, laughing and
finding simple joy each day. And if, at the end of each day, we find we havent smiled at least once – we try to before we close our eyes. In our 40 plus years we surely have a compilation of some funny joyous moments to be able to remember and allow us to get that smile in!
Truebeliever – PLEASE KEEP POSTING AND READING HERE. You have a wonderful way with expressing your experience, thoughts and responses too. In fact, last night I wanted to respond to Kathleen was something powerful for her, like a great quote. But instead I chose to speak from within. When I read your post to her, I was so happy, because Williamsons quote was just so fitting for that moment. Theres another quote (you will see Im not so great with them/and usual reinvent them) lol – think it was HRC who said IT TAKES A VILLAGE TO RAISE A CHILD! I believe it begins with one person creating change – and a village to help make change. The LF Village has a nice ring to it!
Sstiles – I just read your post. So glad the judge finally GOT IT! All of your effort and strength of conviction is coming together. How you went to each one alone and had to deal with seeing them – is a testament to the Towanda in you! I hope you are doing something special for yourself today – the emotional journey is quite taxing – and you deserve to have a really special day today! Youre an inspiration to us that we can go after what is rightfully ours and succeed.
Off to read Kathys post right after lunch. Dont think I can squeeze it in beforehand 🙂 – but looking forward to it!
Have a free-spirited day everyone.
sstiles54:
Well praise the Lord and pass the ammunition! You won one for the good guys.
Peronally, I would have paid big money to see the look on his face when the judge told him to pay or 30 days in the pokey. We can only hope and pray the judge does send him to prison — it would keep him off the streets for at least 30 days.
I’m proud of you for sticking to your guns. This is one of those fights which, if you didn’t fight it to the end, you would kick yourself in the end.
Hello to all, Somebody, I think Oxy but maybe Kathleen, posted on a thread about those who fall by the side of the road and how you wonder about them. I have only posted a few times. I’ve never shared many details. One story is pretty much the same as the next. So many repeating events. I’m still trying to recover. Sometimes angry, sometimes apathetic, often numb and wishing it would just be over. I live in a tiny town and constantly run the risk of passing the SP if I venture out of my home. He works a job with many stores and there are only so many roads. Which I see him on often. I try to avoid direct contact. If I see his car, I avoid that store. Sometimes, I do see him, caught unaware. I never speak. He will stare and wait and then say hello. I reply hey with no emotion. To ignore him would give him power. I’ve been hospitalized a lot in the last month for an illness unrelated to him. Just trying to get my strength back has been a diversion from thoughts of him and his whore. Sorry but women who screw married men are whores no other word for them. And yes I’m still a little on the angry side. I just want all of you to know that I read all the posts and relate to them or learn from them. This is such a good place with amazing people. I’m awed by the gifts of communication that are present in each of you. Wow. I just read the explanation of TOWANDA. What does Namaste mean at the end of Kathleen’s posts.