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
Kathy…kidney stone blast…you’re a poet, remember.
Poetic Justice
Oh…If one did happen to have a voodoo doll, and would even think about it….where’s the best place to start? And then?
Muaha-ha-ha
Admit it…you placed an evil spell on the kidney stone…CSI ain’t really that good yet!
Dear Stiles,
Your comment about SKANK and her fellow-skank buddies staring at you and talking “about you” etc. reminds me of my X-DIL when she was in court for her bail hearing and the bail reduction hearing (didn’t get either LOL) anyway she was sitting there in her OH SO FLATTERING ORANGE JUMP SUIT, WITH CHAIN ACCESSORIES, WEARING JELLY FLIP FLOPS, and looking daggers at me, then whispering to the toothless meth ho’ sitting chained to her and then the meth ho starts staring daggers at me too. I TOOK IT AS A BADGE OF HONOR THAT THESE PEOPLE DON’T LIKE ME—-let’em snigger, let ’em smirk, I AM THE ONE NOT IN JAIL AND THEY ARE THE CONVICTS….NOW WHO HAS THE LAST LAUGH? HEE HEE HEE GUFAH!
You hold your head up and say to yourself “THANK GOD AND GREYHOUND HE’S GONE!” I’m so glad for you that he got what he deserves, and so did she! She may have “won” the “prize” (him) but the PRIZE AIN’T NO PRIZE!!!! ROTFLMAO Come on, laugh with me!!!!!! LOL
Oxy! Stop! Stop! IT REALLY hurts to laugh this hard! I was just going to go…and the cat…terrified again…the picture you painted with words…bye…ROTFLMAO again….JELLY FLIP FLOPS…I can’t breathe…I’ve fallen and I can’t get up…if I don’t come back…no better way to go…I need help!…toothless meth ho’? Gaaack….ow.
Whew…gotta log out and go…Lovefraud is in good hands!
Re: Anger. I don’t know what to do, I can’t feel anger towards him anymore. I tolerated the bad treatment, I loaned him all the money. I talked to him last night and he is so sick, they have to do a procedure to cut the blood supply to the tumor he has in his liver, and then blast it with radiation (he has cirrhosis and Hepatitis C also) they told him he only has a 50/50 chance, he is scared for his kids. He said he doesn’t want to come over to my house and have sex and give me “false beliefs” about a relationship, that he wants to spend all his time with his kids because he doesn’t know what is going to happen, and that he doesn’t want to treat me that way. I just sort of agreed with him. He said he will keep in touch. So how can I have NC with someone who is dying and someone who I care so much about in my heart even though I know I shouldn’t.
So, ok, he doesn’t want me in his life, at least he was honest, and I can’t just have sex and not be emotionally involved, I would just keep loving and loving. Maybe he’ll live 5-10 years with a transplant, who knows. I just know that I tend to fantasize an entire relationship in my mind, but I have learned that if a man does not “feel that way” about me, then nothing I can do will change it, not money, sex, love, whatever. So why am I crying? For him? For myself? The caretaker is still inside me who wants to take care of him, but he doesn’t even want that. I hate this.
Oh,Oxy,
You are such a great friend! I was gettin’ a little teary-eyed a little while ago, just thinkin’ back over the day (maybe a little PTSD?), when I logged back into LF. You always make me smile. You are so full of wisdom & kind words. If we all can heal & get as far down that healin’ road as you have, what a blessed bunch of folks we will be. You are indeed an inspiration to us all! Thank you, thank you for everything you do for us all!
(((hugs))) & xoxox to you!
This is my first post on this excellent blog. First of all, the “S O S” moniker stands for Student Of Sociopathy (couldn’t fit that whole thing into the blog’s signup box). I’ve made it to my own ’anger phase’, and am not desperately in need of help, although I welcome all ideas.
It took me three experiences with three separate sociopaths before I finally did the big WTH?, and commenced my own healing process and study of them. Thank God for the internet! It was amazing how naïve most people were about S’s before the information flow of the internet put sociopathy into the common wisdom. Fortunately for me, I experienced all three at various jobs over the course of twenty years. I always went home to relative safety, and could quit a job when it all got to be too much. I can only imagine how much worse it would be to have to live with one, as many here have done. I do not have a complete understanding of what that must be like, and empathize with you all as best I can.
I understand that at this website “sociopathy” is the equivalent to Robert Hare’s psychopathy. For the sake of clarification, would it be acceptable if I discuss sociopathy as group which contains the three elements of the Dark Triad? My personal belief is that born sociopaths can be combinations or variations of narcissist, machiavellian and psychopath, with psychopath being the worst and most extreme.
I have engaged in non-violent acts of revenge against my sociopaths. But this isn’t something I would ever recommend to anyone but the most disciplined and skillful. These acts involved giving the S an itch they couldn’t scratch, so to speak, while at the same time attempting to expose them, give some aid, comfort, heads up and/or amusement to any of their current victims without incriminating them, and not getting caught. I always have to be very mindful of the S’s perceptive abilities and vindictiveness. If there’s even the remotest chance of getting caught, I’ve preferred to use my anger to educate myself and others about them. I believe I am having good results with both.
Hopefully I’ll have something to offer about the identification, analysis and handling of sociopaths… and then some.
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Student Of Sociopathy
S O S: Hi. I enjoyed reading your post. I haven’t studied much about sociopaths but I have learned quite a bit at this website! I certainly was naive about them myself up until a year ago. I am trying to observe people more, be a bit more careful, and if a man turns his attentions to me… I’ll probably run the other way! Interesting how you channeled your anger into education.
SOS, I must admit, I was a little curious about this “non-violent” methods of revenge are…. (Now waiting for the skillet to hit me upside the head. lol)
At first I gathered all the information I could about sociopathy. My ex seemed to have many of the traits but not all of them. Then I stopped thinking in terms of what his label is, only that he is a “dangerous person.” It is much simpler for me to understand that someone is okay to be around or that they are bad to be around. He was definitely a bad one. Looking back, my decision to break up with him was based more on his behaviors and not on the label, because I didn’t know what a sociopath was when I broke up with him. His behaviors were sufficiently bizarre and hurtful that after a several weeks of it I didn’t care about the “why” and “how”. I just knew I couldn’t accept it. I am one of the lucky ones. I left after just a few months.
sstiles54,
Doesn’t it make you wonder why he brought this woman to court with him? My suspicion is that it gave him “proof” that he really needs the money he’s going to be siphoning from her wallet. If the two of them are living on her Walmart check,you gotta wonder how they’re living. (Which has nothing to do with you deserving your child support.)
I don’t know if I mentioned that my ex, who is also a writer, recently published a “humorous” story about rules to get his ex-girlfriend to orgasm so she wouldn’t throw him out of her single-wide or notice that he still didn’t have a job and he’d spent the food money for beer and dope. This is fiction, mind you, but it provides an instructive window into his ugly little mind.
Does anyone other than me find it a little demoralizing to realize that we belong to a club of women (I know about a lot of his ex-girlfriends and his current one) who are all sort of pathetic. I’m not talking about us here. I don’t think any of us are pathetic, but we’re also not like my ex’s ex-girlfriends who generally are not people who have made much progress in life. There is one exception to that generalization, and she dumped him.
The rest of them are poor in ways I refuse to be poor. And I have to tread carefully here, because I’m not requesting the universe to send me another lesson in humility. This is not about money or status. Nor about intelligence or looks. It’s more about some kind of fire in the spirit, maybe courage, maybe wanting something, to be better, to be more in some way.
I remember when I felt that ways some of us still feel. Depressed, apathetic, despairing. But something in me didn’t accept it, and kept trying to sort it out. And I think that’s true for all of us here. We may feel like losers in our relationship with the sociopath. We may even feel, for the moment, that we are losers in our whole lives. But we do not accept it. In whatever way we can imagine right now, we are using what we have, even this pain, to move forward and create a better future.
Someone was writing today about feeling like there is so much entitlement and unfairness in the world. I bought a book tonight called “Speaking Truth to Power” about human rights workers. I want to read more about the impact of human rights abuses on people. I want to learn why so many people — and amazingly not us here on LF — stop fighting. Because, if I live long enough, I want to figure out how to convince them to get up from their spiritual sickbeds and fight for their lives.
But I wonder how many of us have looked at the socipath’s next choices after us (or previous choices before us) and wondered about the company they keep. And what their real social peer group is.
Apologies for this grim topic. We are not them. But if we continue to get well, we will become more and more different from them. Emotionally free, but also emotionally vibrant. I wrote someone today about how difficult it is to feel as much as I feel now, to feel as connected with other people and the world as I do when my brain is not dominated by my emotional needs, and to stay grounded in myself. But how much better it is than the alternative.
Kathleen,
“poor in ways I refuse to be poor. And I have to tread carefully here, because I’m not requesting the universe to send me another lesson in humility. ”
I look at photographs of myself during the depth of the period when the S was draining the Joy from my life and disrupting my Peace. I was haggard, grim, irritable and simply not myself. Never again.