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
Joy – lol – appropriately named i see – much Joy and insight you bring to LF! The 5 things game made me laugh !! and your 5 things were all self-valuing and very much Sociofree-ing. Hey were is Sociofree…I always look forward to her lists!
Joy, LOL Love the 5 things. Since you added “oxyish” to the dictionary, I have decided to add it as a Scrabble word.
I have only blogged a few times, a long time ago, but have faithfully read this site and been amazed by the love and caregiving provided here. Its truly a safe place, in which we are in such need of at this part of our journey. At first discovering LF, I thought (niavely) I would be able to get past the trauma, grief of D&D (devalue, discard) from my NP much easier. I am 7 mos NC and feel I have regressed in some areas, but this may be normal part of healing- please advise on your thoughts. Realizing I need work on my boundaries, loving myself more, etc. I have not been back in the dating scene (can’t even picture ever going back at this point), but I also really avoid social situations. I’m guessing my realization of the fact “monsters do exist”has something to do with my retreat.
Also, 3 years of trying to make the NP happy, as I refer to as “trying to pass the bar” when he kept raising it may contribute to my lack of motivation to get out, exercise (in which I dearly loved), and even put on make up- The x pyscho was definately a Waste of makeup! Like an old song said” I put my panty hose on for this?????” I did read that many of you have experienced the reoccuring brain freeze where simple words are just too difficult to recall. Before reading this, I seriously worried when my 6 year old looked at me as tho I had 3 heads when I stammered to say “pass me the –uhh, uhh (blank look) no clue,…. “MOM , – Its called a remote!!
I wonder if you guys are going thru the same. I could wear gym pants 24-7, actually prefer them, have no real desire to “dress up & look nice” although I am a business owner and its “kinda expected” of me. I’d rather sleep!
I don’t really feel its depression but am puzzled at my lack of concern as it is unusual for me. On the up side, I am even more thankful to God for allowing me to see and give me the strength I needed to get out of the physical, mental abuse, cheating, lying, stealing, etc. that is sooo typical of these parasites. Like many of you, dealing with the range of emotions we go thru -we hate, we love,we remember, and in my case I felt more homocidal than suicidal (: toward him – this alone has to be devastating to our system and requires time to replace all the energy needed to get thru it. I spent months going thru court dates in which my x pyscho has 4 convictions of abuse (yess!!) on his record now in which I feel good about. Hopefully, this along with prior convictions from his first x wife ( I was the 2nd) will help future victims. I pray it does, it will be worth it. My experiences with my x are pretty much identical to what I’ve read here: He used religion, his children, “my dreams”, sex appeal,- anything. He never slept, tried to keep me awake all night (strange), bored look, believed he was Gods gift, obsessed with body building, bragged incessently, was horrible any time I was sick,scarily calm & pretended everything was fine immediately after huge arguements -that he started,had absolutely no reaction to others in harms way- even when his autistic son walked into a lake in the winter. Now for his bad side-(lol) He admitted almost gleefully to abusing my 5 lb little dog, choked me on 2 occasions (after cervical disc surgery), Put our WEDDING PIX on an online dating site while we were married,Stold $1000’s from me, put sugar in my cars gas tank,faked a suicide attempt to get attention,,, (at that point I just told the hospital, call me when he’s really dead) He told me he was demon possesed. Maybe I’ve answered my own question and dilemma as to why I have no energy left, thats just damned tiring! No wonder my x dosen’t have a job- he’s too busy being Dr Jekyll/ Mr. Hyde, & smoke n mirrors! Thanks for allowing me to vent and let go of some anger issues. Peace to all of you. May God bless you for reaching out to others while you heal.
Dear Sabrina,
Thanks for sharing your story.
Your description of how you feel is a TEXTBOOK DESCRIPTION OF DEPRESSION, sweetie. I am a retired psych professional and believe me I FELT THE SAME WAY FOR SO LONG….I went weeks without even bathing (no little kids) the only reason I got out of bed was to feed the dogs…house was a pig sty…I was a pig, I didn’t care…but I did get help, did get medication, did get therapy and am back to feeling good about life again.
Short term memory is STILL a bit off, but now I just laugh at it. It is BETTER though, but I know what you mean about can’t remember the names of SIMPLE things. That is part of the “DRAIN BRAMAGE” that PTSD and/or depression does to us.
YES, it is TIRING trying to survive this way, and taking care of a young child too. I didn’t have a child to care for and I was so TIRED I didn’t care if I ate or not. I suggest that you check with your physician or mental health professional and get assessed for some medication and/or therapy. Coping with these MONSTERS would wear out a saint! TAKE CARE OF YOU and your child!!!! ((((hugs))))) and prayers for you. God bless.
Sabrina: Welcome back. We hear you. You have to keep the NC going. It’s the only way to save yourself. In the mean time, go out and get some fresh air and sunshine. If you have a dog, take the dog out for a walk with you. Other good things that pamper you is to take long hot bubble baths, put some nice jazz on (or whatever kind of music you enjoy) to help soothe your soul.
It’s all about you while YOU heal from this horror you encountered in your life.
Meanwhile, stay on with us. Blog about anything you need to get off your chest. There is nothing, anyone on this site hasn’t been through before.
Anytime you waffle and start thinking how it could have been, stop yourself, get up, walk out into the sunshine and fresh air again. Look at the trees, the flowers coming up. Pay attention to the children playing in parks … children to wonder to bring you back to that peaceful place of your youth.
Hang in there. It gets better. We all promise you that.
Peace to your heart and soul.
You know I meant to say, “children do wonders for bringing you back to that peaceful place …”
These 600 plus blogs are killing my computer.
I can’t write on threads this long.
Peace out.
Thanks so much for yr response Wini, and Oxydrover-you made me laugh the way you put things! Maybe I am in that river De Nile about the depression. I wanna not need meds, although ambien, and valium has been prescribed and I take those as needed. Not a fan of either. I don’t sleep well even with the meds most nights. Thank you for making me see that I obviously need to take anti- d’s to get thru this. And we will all get thru this rite?- after all, what dosen’t kill ya,- makes you wish you were dead- then you get over it! Again, thanks for your time, and have a good nite… I will stay in touch.
Hopefully to give back something positive or helpful as well.
Oh, for those of us reading along with the day to day posts, we may not all be interacting with you, but know that you have a fan club cheering you on, even in silence. I am sure there are so many like myself who keep up for our own sanity, but also to see how you are all doing. Oxydrover, Henry, Matt, so many others,all of you are like hero’s with the realism and wisdom you bring.
After all You Cant Make this stuff Up! Our experiences are way more bizarre than any lifetime movie.
Sabrina, so glad you ar back and posting a i needed to read your post to get out of myself. I’ve been waffling back with calling and hanging up on the s. The line from song “I put my Pantyhose on for This ” really hit me as mine im sure had a panty hose fetish but couldn’t perform to save his soul. He’ d tell me when i wa s so lonely for company and affection that i could come over on the condition i wore pantyhose , heels and a short skirt with a slit(like they make those anymore) and the worst part i did it and he still couldn’t for lack of more tack get an erection, it was pointless, he wanted me to dress like a whore but i wasn’t one and i also heard through the grapevine that the genuine whores didn’t have much luck either. I have alwasy managed to try and keep myself looking good, as im very into style etc. but my physical health has taken a toll. I recently went through a Trauma/addictions program for two months and was diagnosed with PTSD , ADHD Dependent personality traits but all im really trying to say is it does tremendous damage to our phsye and i see you have been in no contact for quite some time so you are still leapyears ahead of me and i agree with some of the other posts that you may need some medication to help bring you around but i think you should be so proud for not having contact with him . You know we can see all there little dirty secrets and how evil they are and still some part of us doesn’t want to beleive that these people exist(i like you spent years trying to convince myself he was a sociopath and that they really do exist) and even now when im seeing others like him i still have to fight the compulsion to for better words get some vidication from him when i know that there is none as it’s all meaningless but my pride and my ego still wants justice. Unfortunelatly the only justice is no contact and that doesn’t seem enough at least to people with normal thinking. I know in my head that the best revenge is ignoring him, but my heart still want s him to know what he has done to so many peoples lives but he will never get it or understand. I fix myself up and dress nice but i’ve done havoc with my health due to stress , not eating properly alot of what you are doing. Wishing i could fast forward myself through this process but there is not fast forward and it sucks as they have moved on and will never suffer the way we do. The program so emphasized self nuturing and it’s so foreign to me as i’ve been taking care of everybody my whole life, that i hardly know where to start but im trying little by little. Hard for us to be selfish with ourselves as we are so used to giving till there is nothing left to give and we all know we gave them 110 and ourselves a big 0 so no wonder we don’t know how to even begin. Baby steps and i’m with you at trying , getting too much sleep now im on med and not working but too much is better than not enough and im treating myself to a massage tomorrow as i’ve had a coupon for years and just kept saving it. I love to shop and wonder if you will be up to going out and looking for something nice for yourself , i know i did that after my ex left husband and i was so devastated and it def helps. I have a gf who is alot like me although not a clothes horse and she keeps putting off getting hair colored, buying new clothes and i think we all sort of feel we can’t justify these luxuries for ourselves but on the other hand we know we should be treating ourselves but we just keep putting it off. Like you i love to walk or exercise but the weather isn’t nice enough and i’ve lost so much weight but it makes me feel so much better just hard to get motivated when you are down but once you get started you will get hooked. I wish you all the best and look into medication , anti’s aren’t addictive and you can take for short term and give yourself credit for not caving into the no contact. love kindheart ps. after my mom passed away from alcoholism i went through a pretty bad depression and i waited until i almost ended up in the physch ward with ongoing panic attacks etc. and i didn’t want to take antideppresents but the nice pharmacist explaind to me that sometimes with stress and anxiety , the pendulum swings so far to the left that you have to take medication to get it leveled out and that all the exercise and positive thinking wasn’t going to do it for me so i got on Paxil and what a difference, i knew immediatley and i was like you thinking im not depressed but i found out in the Trauma prog from a young mother who was in for depression and anxiety that depression often is masked by anxiety so hope all goes well and if they give you something and the side effect s with them keep taking as they will subside. good luck love kindheart
sabrina, coudl you please give me the name of the song with the lyric”i putmy pantyhose on for this” kindheart