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 also have crazy times when I am fine all day and in a good mood, but then at night I feel like I am going to cry. I guess you’re right, our heart has to catch up to our brain (I think that was on another thread). Anyway, I spend a lot of time reading at this site, it does help with the loneliness, half the time I feel like if you guys were not here… I’d go nuts!
“i think we all get it intellectually”
“but we are still emotional beings and maybe we all have came to a point in our lives when our emotions need time to catch up with our brains – the heart is not as smart as our brains” – Henry.
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Yep! Yes! This is where I am! Realizing and having to almosst force myself to CHANGE my way of always responding emotionally. Tricky, tricky thing to do – because what I really must do now is recreate within me a new healthy balance of emotional response (ie. I hurt, Im sad, Im lonely) with a healthy balance of intellectual response (The relationship had to end with a bad man – it was unhealthy and stagnant, debilitating)
I wrote earlier that I need to be more rational with myself than emotional when it comes to painful hurtful experiences. I must, I must find a way to change my way of processing pain and hurt and deceit etc. when it comes to LOVE in a relationship. They DO NOT GO TOGETHER – EVER. The tricky part is finding a healthy balanced response/reaction to the mix up/twist up of it all.
It seems to me – I got so twisted by his ways and then on top of that my way of responding/dealing/reacting was not what it needed to be, not only in the relationship but AFTER the relationship. Someone here pointed out yesterday (BloggerT) that his extox had an emotional response/reaction to family and friends (and I might be misquoting exact words) – but the point was well taken. At first it confused me — as I cherish being an emotional person on a certain level — but at closer glance it gets me into a heap of trouble as it relates to pain/hurt/anger and as it has related to my healing/moving on (it debilitates me). I give into my emotions or rely on them (almost in both an unknowing sense and/or a lazy sense) at certains times. Dont know if this makes sense – but for me, it connects with self-awareness and self-responsibility to remember to stick to – just the facts maam, just the facts – the reality of the situation – both while youre in it – and while you are recovering from it. Use both ration and emotion – a healthy balance of it. But you yourself have to begin to find it, and incorporate into your person as you heal.
Thats the hard part – but who ever said becoming a new impoved you would be easy! We can all express these things and give our advice but doesnt amount to a hill of beans if we dont start to take action with our words about the things we can do to help ourselves/heal ourselves.
Sadly (an ok emotion, by the way) – for me – I have to realize and accept the “old me” – the me I was struggling with/ fighting with everyday after the mask fell and everyday after it was over – about either crying too much, or missing too much or wanting to make contact, or wanting him back – in the face of abuse, being used and being with the wrong person – the “old me” – who stays in an emotional place in the face of confrontation, hurt, pain, anger, loss .. needs to CHANGE my ways for the better. That doesnt mean i have to be emotionless – it means I have to moreso incorporate and self-rely on/enforce a more strict diet of rationality, reality, and intelligence.
My heart is better served pumping and functioning and resting – not leading the way when Im in pain, hurting or lost – thats what our brains our for – and boy do we ALL have them. Lets use them, give our hearts a break, theyve been through alot, and need to mend, up to us to not let them break anymore – esp. since these monsters are gone!! Our own minds, with the right way, balanced way, NEW WAY of thinking can heal our hearts!
THANKS FOR THAT ONE HENRY!
Str ar and Henry, thanks for your posts earlier. Henry yoou made me think of something, i’ve been getting phone calls over the last say 3 monts of a gentleman who spends 3 months of the year in Florida. He’s obv interested in my, flies a plane,no kids and i’ve heard he’s very nice etc. and everything was flattering with the calls and then he called last night. Instead of me listening to what it’s like in florida etc. he got into ” Are you on the Straight and Narrow” joking in a nice way and are you back to work and i knowhe knows about the Trauma prog i was in for two months but to tell you the truth it totally freaked me out. I have several males friends that know me inside and out , all my quirks etc.(klepto crap things , socio,) and to tell you the truth i don’t want to even have to answer to it all. It give s me a headache, i feel like i’ve been to hell and back since my husband left 6 years ago with quiting drinking, kids, stress leaves so much crap . Im starting to panic as i know he’s coming home in april and i thinkin the back of my mind i’ve been thinking i can just be good friends with this guy but that doesn’t always pan out. Truth is i’m still so dam wounded that i’m not ready and then i get pissed that im not ready to move on because i blame the s and he would love to know how much damage he has done. He could never understand why i just can’t go to bed with someone, doesn’t get me at all. You see when i had contact with hime just for cuddling, i never had to worry about sex etc. so i thought he was safe in a way but i was going against myself as i knew he had tons of other women he was playing. Then when i meet supposedly decent guys i want to run even harder, too much to live up to at the present time i think. I’ve lost alot of trust where men are concerned and only will let them in so far. When they even try to get in my personal space, touchy feely, i get extremely annoyed. I guess the real truth is im not ready, only for friendship and don’t want to have to explain it to anyone, but i feel like life is passing me by and i’ve already wasted 6 years of my life with the s, he moved on as soon as he devalued me years ago but keeps me or i should say tries to keep me as a secondary source of supply. I’ve paid so high a price already and it pisses me royally that now i can’t have a relationship or even want to take a chance. hope this changes but it’s been this way for a long time. Tried dating over the years and ran back even harder to Lucifer(def a case of the devil you know is better than the one you don’t) but i am not able to move forward . love kindheart
henry, i think it’s wonderful that you can date now and not talk about your ex s . Im not at that stage yet but hope to be soon. It shows me that one day i will be able to put this behind and move on. God will bring someone into your life i beleive when it’s the right time. You have gotten through some rough stages to be able to not want to talk about it. Im behind you all the way and wish you success in finding that special someone. love kindheart
Joy, your blog made me laugh and i know the sight of mine in time will definately horrify me. He’s crippled up as he won’t have knee surger,y, wears 3inch lifts in boots, wears pajama pants, doesn brush his hair if he doesn’t feel like it (all grey) , pasty white skin, tatooes, ball point ink type up and down both arms and a gold tooth to boot.and scrawny. What the hell was i thinking i know people have wondered for years. Not there yet becasue i think the shock of the blinders coming completely off in my case would be too shocking and im not joking on this one. God is only letting me see so much at a time, but you made me laugh with the thoughts that were going through your mind. The ex s Moommy Dearest lives around the corner from me and his best friend is moving into a duplex also around the corner that the s owns so now i have to gauge my walking route to avoid him but i know in time it gets easier as two of his ex’s have told me they look at him now and think he looks like he’s 80. Too bad they can’t see what they really look like. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could buy them a special mirror that they would have to see themselves in, just a thought. love kindheart and i wouldn’t want you to dent your nice car on the loaf if he crossed the street, your car is not worth it hahah
Something to think about when you’re having one of those moments where you’re thinking about breaking NC for whatever reason… When you leave the S an angry message, or a message about how well you’re doing without him/her, or an “I know what you are” message, the only thing the S hears is that he/she still has power over you. You can call him/her every bad name you can think of, you can explain to them that they are an S, you can tell them to go to hell, and they will still walk away happy. They’re like demons that grow more powerful as long as people think about them. When you get the urge to send them any kind of message, think about that, you don’t want to feed the demon, you want to starve the demon until he is robbed of all his power.
Learned, thanks for calling my post Oxyish. What a great compliment for a newbie to receive. LOL. I do try to see things her way at times. I think if she were in the car yesterday she would have said, “I told you that there would always be a man at the mission for you if you got desperate enough. Didn’t know you already found and married one from there. Girl, What were you thinking?!” LOL!
Kindheart, I’m glad that I made you laughing. Me I was tasty a little vomit but it was worth it if it made you smile. LOL. True he isn’t worth the dent in the car, but ever seen one of those farm trucks that have wheels bigger than cars? Now that would make a nice splat with no dent, so if ever you hear on the news about crazy lady stealing one for a “Joy Ride” and how it accidentally ran some poor guy over; It will be our little secret. LOL!
I stopped crying about him. Never really was crying over him just the end of what I wanted, my fantasy. The relationship that I really had was a joke. The one I wanted the if only relationship was the one that was hard tolet go of.
Oops, typo. Meant “to let” not tolet. But funny add an”i” and get toilet. That’s where I need to send him and thoughts of him. I know that I flush better than him daily and often stuff less odorous.LOL. Anyone watch SouthPark? We could picture our ex’s “Mr. Hanky” style. Their faces as we flush. Good for a few laughs.
Midnight, Good point. We were posting at the same time. Maybe everyday we can picture them slowly getting smaller with NC. Until one day, “POOF”. They are finally gone completely from us. I would love for the day to come when seeing him triggers nothing. Not loss, anger, regret over my stupidity, or a desire for revenge. Simply nothing. Where I look right through him with no emotion or thought. The way they look at us while saying, “I love you” we all know that look.
Joy – You said girl – letting go of the fantasy and facing the reality that they only offer us the equivalent to whats in between the parenthesis Im about to make…. ( ) – thats what they give us!
Im getting so close to my POOF moment everyone…Im realizing the reality was my life would have been sheer hell, full of other women, and lies, and bolstered fake apologies and bs promises, if I stayed with him longterm.
Poof, i want him gone from my head. He was a bad man, a bad choice, a potential bad lifelong partner, all the while masking it with his ways and me making excuses for him and wrongly forgiving him cuz of my old ways!!