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
henry, I know what you mean. I had to totally stop listening to Bonnie Raitt, much as I love her. And I stopped watching romantic movies entirely. I don’t want to think about missing other halves right now. It isn’t helpful.
You wrote “nothing is lonelier than being with someone who pretends to love you.” Amen, brother.
I want someone who likes me. I want love to grow out of that, knowing each other, learning to appreciate how we each live our lives alone, finding more to like until we realize that liking has grown into something bigger. It is the exact opposite of all this BS about “some enchanted evening you will meet a stranger.”
Of course, I’m at the fortunate age where my hormones have calmed down a bit. (Maybe. I still shock myself sometimes by what I think about when I see a nice-looking man.) I suspect I’d be more prone to falling madly in love if I were younger. But if I knew then what I know now, I’d be wary of it, wary of anything that moves too fast. In my later years, I’ve made some people wait quite a while to get close to me, and others have made me wait. It hasn’t hurt anything, except that it did prune out some people who weren’t serious. No loss. And it did keep us from getting sexually bonded, when there was no chance of the relationship going anywhere.
I think there are nice people out there. But it’s just hard for me to recognize them, because I’ve always gone after flashy, high-test men. That’s why I’m giving myself time to rethink what I really want before I start looking again.
I’m with you, henry, no more disrespect. But lots of respect and appreciation and open-heartedness and trustworthiness and, if it’s possible, a nice sense of humor. I’m throwing that out to the universe now, even before I’m really ready. Who knows, the universe may think I’m ready before I do.
you guys are great – self respect is wonderful – knowing I am a good person is wonderful – having good people in my life is wonderful – this Life Lesson has done me well – I can see why the user’s want to steal my identity – there might be someone out there for me, but right now I am getting to know me and that mite take the rest of my life – no more sad song’s – I am who I am…
Henry, you made me laugh. Thanks! My daughter loves to sing the white trash Ho song. She says it was written about her ex dad’s new meth hag. So many good songs about love gone wrong. I’m with you Henry don’t know if I’m jaded or just no longer a hopeless romantic. I just don’t want a man anymore. I don’t trust them. I have great guy friends from childhood all happily married. Two would have married me once upon a time if I had not pushed them away in favor of losers who hurt me. So I’m a huge part of my relationship problems and add that to my choices in partner and you got fire and gasoline.
kindheart, Be kind to yourself. Instead of focusing on the fact that you called, Focus on the fact that you hung up. Yeah! You caught yourself before you fell on your face. You slipped but did not fall. That took strength. Lots of it. It was right there with that familiar voice and you resisted. I just realized that I typed IT not he. I’m not going to fix that typo. It was a Freudian slip and needs to stay. It not he. It not he. Something to think about.
Learned, Your posts tonight were awesome. Good stuff.
Seriously everyone, we need to all move to some large open space and set up a commune or something. Movie night, open mic night, big fire pit making smores and singing “WE are the Champions” Giant beds like on the reality shows so we can snuggle and not be lonely. Only no elimination night cause all are welcome except the ex’s. That a happy thoughtto go to bed with. Smiles!
Joy I hear ya – I turned down some keepers for some losers – whats this thing about fire and gasoline? Oxy was talking about that earlier today – sounds like my last blissful episode of anquish…..
Henry, Fire is destructive enough on its own. Add gasoline is adding fuel to the fire. Way more destructive and it will take longer to burn out and thus cause more damage. I got caught up reading Kathleen’s new article. And yes there is a sort of bliss in anguish at times. Artistic inspiration if nothing else. I’m either very tired or very warped or both at present. It’s 2:30 AM. I am definitely going to bed. Good nite, Good morning all.
Joy – Really liked …IT not he….IT not he!!!!! 🙂
And I woke up to read that we are ALL moving to Oxy’s big, huge, spacious farm…where we will enjoy good ole farm life from daily cardio stints to earn our keep on the farm to regular evening entertainment…and S/P freem from dusk to dawn. WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIENDS… thanks was wondering what the grand finale would be on talent night!!! Such happy thoughts to start my day with! Thanks!!! :)))))
Henry – Miranda Lamberts …Gunpowder and Lead!! LOL … And oh my goodness came across a total Sociopathic Song…Lily Allen… ITS NOT FAIR!! Oh my goodness…everyone…the lyrics are SO FUNNY!!! If link doesnt come up…try to google it!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKzBsVBDuQA
here are the lyrics…. hope it doesnt offend anyone.. WARNING…sexual content so pass it by if you prefer to…
Oh, he treats me with respect,
He says he loves me all the time,
He calls me 15 times a day,
He likes to make sure that im fine,
You know I’ve never met a man,
Whose made me feel quite so secure,
He’s not like all them other boys,
They’re so dumb and immature.
There’s just one thing,
That’s getting in the way,
When we go up to bed your just no good,
its such a shame!
I look into your eyes,
I want to get to know you,
And then you make this noise,
its apparent its all over
Its not fair,
And i think your really mean,
I think your really mean,
I think your really mean.
Oh your supposed to care,
But you never make me scream,
You never make me scream,
Oh it’s not fair,
And it’s really not ok,
It’s really not ok,
It’s really not ok,
Oh your supposed to care,
But all you do is take, yea all you do is take
well I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I’m feeling pretty hard done by, I spent ages giving head
then I remember all the nice things that you’ve ever said to me
maybe I’m just overreacting, maybe your the one for me
there’s just one thing that’s getting in the way
when we go up to bed you’re just not good it’s such a shame
I look into your eyes I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and its apparent it’s all over
it’s not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean
I think your really mean
oh your supposed to care but you never make me scream
you never make me scream
oh it’s not fair and it’s really not ok
it’s really not ok
oh your supposed to care but all you do is take
all you do is take
Great lyrics!
Wow, OxD is away for a few days and we have decided to all move in with her. LOL Maybe someone should let her know! ha ha I’m all for that, as long as I can have my snakes there too.
Henry, you sound to be in such a good place, getting to know and love yourself first and foremost. I am working on this too. I may always be prone to depression from time to time, as it’s been a coping mechanism for me ever since I was born. But I get happier and happier. When I mentioned to my therapist that I thought I was a BPD, he said there was no way. He has worked with many of them. Of course, he didn’t know me years ago. He doesn’t know how far I’ve come and how I used to be. It has been a long haul.
For the first time in my life I am deliberately choosing not to date. I notice men but I’m very clear that I don’t want to get involved right now. I never really have felt like that. But I definitely think about it and what I want it to be like when I do date. One thing is that I’m not gonna be limited by age. I look and act younger than 48, and a lot of younger guys are interested in me. I have thought of this as a problem in the past. But why should it be a problem? So what is I date someone younger? Relationships are more about the connection than the age. I also don’t know if marrying and setting down with one person is what I really want. I only want it if I find someone I feel strongly about. Life at this point is about adventure, and I don’t want to have some picture about a relationship and try to fit it into a mold, like marriage. Just stuff I’m thinking about anyway.
wow, can i relate the the abouve post. I had pretend sex for the whole experience with the s except for the first few months. I have a male friend who can’t beleieve that the little pecker(pun intended) didn’t have the brains God gave a adog and would not at least try and have oral sex with me. They are selfish beyond comprehension.
Star – Doesnt it feel good to be able to make that choice for yourself not to date! Its empowering for me~ I agree about the age comment – so long long as they are mature and respectful and honest, etc…. Although alot of people tell me there is something to be said about same generation relationships… but as long as the connection is good and you find someone you feel strong about as well as someone who feels strong about you – and SHOWS IT as well as SAYS its — it can be a beautiful experience~
You are on an adventure – about self – if you go through it with the best of intentions – you will end up exactly where you are meant to be. A beautiful place inside as well as around you in your life! I believe that much to be true at this point. Not perfect, never perfect… just as good as we each can be from the inside out. It takes work, so much work and commitment, but its possible! Glad you are getting happier and happier and its all Stargazers doing!!!!
ps. Oxy – if we cant move in – can we submit our talent videos for your entertainment!!!!