This article continues our discussion of anger as a stage of healing after a trauma or an extended trauma, such a relationship with a sociopath.
I have a friend who has been angry for all the years I have known her. She talks about being insulted or scapegoated at work, despite taking responsibilities well beyond her job title for the welfare of the company. She has been instrumental in eliminating several people who managed her. More people were hired and she is still talking about how she is mistreated.
I have another friend who calls me to talk about how his boss doesn’t appreciate him. He details how he has been swindled out of bonuses, how there is never a word of praise, despite the fact that his personal efforts have been responsible for major changes in the company.
Both of these two have been working for these companies for years and refuse to leave their jobs. Instead, they “practice” their resentments, gathering stories to defend their feelings, performing their jobs in ways that prove them not only blameless but deserving of praise, and sharing their grievances with anyone who will listen.
To prepare for this article, I had a conversation with one of them, who reminded me of when I was in a similar situation. Working for a CEO who refused to give me a title or credit for marketing work that put his company “on the map.” Since I left there, two other people have taken credit for my work in their resumes and public statements. Just talking about it with my friend brought up all the old stories related to the resentment and injury I felt at the time.
Embedded anger
Although these were professional situations, the feelings that my friends and I experienced were not different from the ones I experienced in my relationship with a man I believe to be a sociopath. Beyond all the usual feelings about lack of appreciation, acknowledgment or validation, these feelings had another characteristic. That is, we lived with them for a long time.
My two friends are still living with these feelings, and when I talk to them now, at least once in the conversation I suggest, “You’re an angry person.” Though I’ve said this to them before, they usually pause as though it were the first time they ever heard it. Then they either ignore it (because they don’t think of themselves as angry, only aggrieved), or briefly defend themselves against the comment, saying they have reason to be, before they start telling their stories again.
The fact is that they do have reason to be, as I did, but their anger is a lot older than their work situations. They were practicing it before they took these jobs. They were accustomed to dealing with people who triggered their anger, and they were accustomed to living in circumstances that made them feel hurt and resentful. They “handled it” by trying to do a better job, or getting into power struggles about what is due them, or by telling their stories to sympathetic friends.
What they were not accustomed to doing was deciding that their internal discomfort had reached a level where they needed to make a change. At least not before things got really, really bad. When they got sick. Or started blowing up over small things. Or got so stressed they began making mistakes. Or got in trouble with drugs or food or shopping to make themselves feel better.
It’s not just that they were habituated to abuse. They were habituated to living with old anger. They lived as a matter of course with resentments that would have made healthier people run for the hills from the situation that was causing their distress, or to reframe the situation as a temporary necessity while they searched actively for alternatives.
Paradoxical responses to abuse
A therapist once explained to me a “paradoxical response” observed in some victims of abuse. Rather than responding appropriately — either defending themselves or fleeing — they engaged in “caring” behavior. They became concerned about the wellbeing of the perpetrator, and began providing service to cheer them up or relieve their stresses. As all of us on this LoveFraud know, this response is based on our desire — no, our need — to believe that our abuser is really a good soul or that s/he really loves us or both.
Many of us are paradoxical responders. And what happens to those feelings of anger that we are not experiencing or acting on?
Until these relationships, for many of us, the question didn’t matter. Many of us also are high performers, the “success stories” coming out of backgrounds that might have turned other people into addicts or underachievers or emotional cripples. Instead, we develop a kind of genius at survival through giving. We believe in salvation through love, and we create our own success through helping professions of various sorts.
We do the same in our personal relationships, seeking emotional security by giving generously. We deal with the paradoxes of depending on people who are needy as we are, burying our resentments at their failures to understand how much we have invested or how well we are making up for their weaknesses or how, in arguments or in careless statements, they characterize us by our weaknesses.
When we do get angry, we express our grief at not being understood or appreciated, our disappointment that we are not getting what we hoped from our investments, our frustrations that the other person doesn’t perform the simple requirements of our happiness — a little more attention, affection or thanks. It doesn’t occur to us to rebel against the structure of these relationships, to say we are sick and tired of tiptoeing around their egos and their needs, because we feel we have no right to say these things. We are asking the same thing of them.
When we finally do walk away — from the job or the relationship — we have feelings we do not feel comfortable expressing. We discuss our past in understanding terms. We understand the other people. We understand ourselves. But deep inside ourselves, the thing we do not talk about is contempt. That emotion that is so close to shame. We feel contempt for their shortcomings. And because we too were in the room with them, we feel contempt for ourselves. And this is difficult to contemplate, much less talk about it. But like a song we can’t get out of our minds, this feeling is like a squatter we have trouble shooing away.
Emotional contagion
I know why these friends are attracted to me. I am a good listener. They also think I may have answers to their situations. But the more interesting question is: Why am I attracted to them? Why are so many of my friends people who see themselves as aggrieved, but who I see as people whose lives are shaped by a deep level of buried anger they don’t even recognize?
My conversations with them tend to bring up old memories of my own. In fact, these friends like to refer to my stories. Times when I felt badly repaid for good efforts. My girlfriend, in particular, who knew me through the years of my relationship with the sociopath and employment with that CEO, likes to bring up these stories and sympathize with me or offer advice. It’s what she wants from me, and assumes it is what I want from her.
But it’s not what I want. I get off these calls feeling my anger. Seeing it all again. And I do what I do with anger. I dive into it, searching for knowledge. I value the anger, because I have the habit of forgetting it, forgiving too soon before I really am finished with learning what it has to tell me. I’ve done the exercise so often now that I know what I’m going to find. First, I am angry because of what I lost — the investments, the time, the benefits I expected to get back. Then, I am angry with myself for not standing up for myself or exiting these situations when they became predictably abusive. Then I am angry at something I can’t name — My rules? My sense of the world? What is wrong with me?
Finally, I am visiting a place that I need to return to, again and again. It’s where I keep my oldest stories, ones I would probably not remember at all, except that my anger leads me to them. I see these memories like home movies played on an old projector on a raggedy old screen. I watch a bit of myself as a child, dealing with some situation that changed my understanding of the world. In the background, there is a calm voice saying, “Do you remember what you learned here? Here is the new rule you made for your survival. And here is how the rule affected your life.” And suddenly I am flying through the years, seeing how that rule played out, linking cause to effect, cause to effect, over and over. Until I am finally back in my here-and-now self again, aware that another “why?” question has been answered, another connection made that makes sense of my life, another realization that I can undo that rule now. I’m not a child anymore.
Difficulties with anger
Many, if not all people who get involved with sociopaths have difficulties with anger. We don’t welcome the message from our deeper selves. We don’t recognize it as something that requires immediate attention and responsive action. We don’t communicate it clearly with the outside world. We frequently don’t even consider ourselves angry until so much emotional response has built up that it’s eating us alive. We don’t recognize irritation, frustration, resentment, confusion, hyper-alertness and anxiety as feelings on the anger spectrum — messages that something isn’t right.
This generalization may be too broad, especially for those of us have dealt with people who we think were completely plausible until the end of a long con. But most of us faced many circumstances in these relationships when our emotional systems alerted us that something wasn’t right. And instead of taking it seriously and acting on it, we rationalized it, using our intellects to talk ourselves out of our responses.
How would we have acted if we had taken our anger seriously? We would have expressed our discomfort. We would have demanded or negotiated a change in the situation. We would have said “I don’t agree” or “this doesn’t work for me.” We would have walked away. We would have made a plan to change our circumstances. We would have made judgments that something wasn’t good for us, and acted on those judgments. We would have taken care of ourselves — which is what anger is all about, taking actions to deal with a threat to our wellbeing.
Why we have difficulties with anger is something related to our own personal stories. It is a good idea to search our history for the day when we decided that it wasn’t safe to express or even feel anger, so we can undo that rule. We all had our reasons, good reasons at the time. Even today, there may be occasions when we choose not to express our anger, or to defer thinking about it until later. But eventually, if we’re going to get really well, we have to recover our ability to connect with our own feelings.
Mastering anger
For those of us who have difficulty with anger, there are several gifts we get from the sociopath. One is a reason to get mad that is so clear and irrefutable that we finally have to give in to our emotional system, stop rationalizing and experience uncomplicated anger about what happened to us. The other thing they give us is a role model of how to do it. Though sociopaths have their own issues with historical anger, on a moment-by-moment basis they are very good at linking their anger to the cause, recognizing and responding directly to threats to their wellbeing or their plans.
Beyond that, in the course of these relationships, a kind of emotional contagion affects us. By the time we emerge, we feel ripped off and distrusting. We are at the edge of becoming more self-sufficient than we have ever been in our lives. To get there, we have to move through several phases while we overcome our obstacles to learning. One of those hurdles is overcoming our fear of our own anger.
People who have been suppressing anger for most of their lives have reason to fear it. Once we finally get angry about something, once we recognize the validity of own emotional reactions, there is a history of moments when we should have gotten angry that are ready to move to the surface of our consciousness. We are afraid that we will be overwhelmed or that, in our outrage, we will destroy everything within our reach.
Here is the truth. We will stop feeling angry when we acknowledge our right to feel angry in each and every one of these memories. That self-acknowledgement is what our emotional system wants. The message is delivered, and we naturally move on to what to do about it. If the circumstance is long gone, the simple recognition that we had a right these feelings is often enough to clear them.
The other truth is that we will not remember everything at one time. Once we allow ourselves to have these feelings, there will be an initial rush, but then the memories will emerge more gradually as we become clearer about our need for respectful treatment or about our grief at something important we lost.
Beyond recognizing that we were entitled to have our feelings, another thing we can do to clear them is have conversations with the causes of these feelings. We may want to speak to people, alive or dead, face to face or only in our journals or our thoughts, to say that we do not condone what happened to us. That we have feelings about it, and we want those feelings recognized.
We may think we’re looking for apologies, but the real benefit of these conversations is that we are validating ourselves and our own realities. We are getting real with ourselves. Eventually some of these conversations often turn out to be with God. Don’t worry about it. God can handle our feelings. Even the Buddhists encourage experiencing this human incarnation fully through all your senses and feelings.
The goal here is to clean house emotionally, so that you can experience anger in the here and now that is not tainted with old anger. So that you can plan and live your life in ways that are not unconsciously shaped by anger, fear and grief. Mastery of anger begins with the ability to link anger to cause, instead of expressing deferred anger in situations that really have nothing to do with it. Perfect anger is like the tit-for-tat strategy. It’s an appropriate and measured response that is equivalent to the threat or the trigger.
Beyond that, anger clearly felt in all its subtleties and permutations opens a new world to us. We find a new range of speaking voices — snappish, impatient, cold and unsympathetic. (Sound like anyone you know?) All things we need to deal with certain situations. We find new facial expression and body language. In allowing ourselves to become judgmental about what is good for us, we become more grounded about who we are and what we need.
Most important is that anger opens our ability to become powerful in our own lives. Without the ability to respond to threats and obstacles, we have no ability to envision and plan our lives. Anger is not only the voice of what we don’t want, it’s is also the voice of what we do want. What we want badly enough to work for, to fight for, to build in our lives.
Later we will talk about eliminating the residue of anger, learning how to forgive. But for now, our work is to link cause to effect, to honor our feelings, and to become real with ourselves and our world.
Namaste. The calm and certain warrior in me salutes the calm and certain warrior in you.
Kathy
LTL:
I wish I’d handled it more directly. I did forward it to the mods and also to a few of my friends there too. (They were flabberghasted!)
I have not heard back from her or the mods. Even if she doesn’t contact me directly again, I still feel upset. I hope I can let go of it. She thrives on chaos and nastiness and was probably expecting a nasty response from me.
I’m afraid if I start a thread like the one you mentioned, she will get on there and start trolling again. I don’t want to stir up the pot. I just want to let go of it. But I’m having a hard time with that.
Well, what’s done is done. I handled it in the best way I could, and I don’t think it was a bad way. I have not heard back from her, and I alerted the mods, in case they want to ding her for harassment.
I guess if she continues, I will try the more direct approach. I love the part about wishing peace and light would come into her life. I will definitely use that if I have the opportunity.
I need to tell myself that I am done with her and don’t need to do anything else. She is obviously very upset that I have so many friends on the site and wants to try and tear me down.
Star.. Maybe just a timeout for yourself, some fresh thoughts, a new day…
But If you want to or have to stand up for yourself, protect yourself, offer a reasonable truece (sp) … something along the lines I mentioned directed to others, everyone… not directed to her….might make you feel better. As you are not mentioning her at all – just clearing the air. But for now see if just a little time is all you need to fuhget about it!!!!
I dont think you should feel uncomfortable. Do not let this be about Star. This is about her disorder, her way, her beef.
You dont have one, and you didnt until she recently showed up. Take back your control sister… Carry on… shes a flea on a snake website, she doesnt belong there with her nastiness…. LET IT GO WHEN YOURE READY….
posted on top of eachother…disregard my last post!!! You let it go all on your own! TOWANDA DAY THIS IS
Thanks, LTL. I will try and let it go. God knows I have so many other things on my mind anyway.
So I had a few drinks with a nice guy this evening – no red flags went off – but I knew instantly there was no attraction on my part anyway. The conversation was nice, the wine was good and then he brought up his X that died 8 years ago – they were together 4 years – I asked him about his relationship and he teared up and said he was kucky he had had the best of the best. I thot how lucky he was to have had that even if it was just four years and he was left with such wonderful memories and stories. Then I open my big mouth about sociopaths and how my X had done me wrong and exploited me and was gone and all I have is pain and bad memorys. He said remember only the good and accept that my x was a wounded child and just surviving the only way he knew how. He asked me if I wished my X was happy and I said no – the guy looked at me and said How sad…so I changed the subject to Liz Taylor and ordered another drink………….. death can be accepted and teasured – I envy the guy..
ooops I meant lucky not kucky
Dear Henry,
Do you remember that old saying “Who is the most perfect man in the world? The widow’s dead husband.” Sometimes people “idolize” the dead when in reality it wasn’t all that good when he was alive. In fact, I have seen “widows” (of both sexes) who hated their mate when the SOB was alive who “idolized” them when they were gone and what a wonderful relationship they had.
I did have a great relationship with my late husband, but even we had some quirks and some rocky times, and butted heads from time to time, but the nice thing about it is that if I did “idolize” him it was while he was alive, and I did recognize then, and now, that he was a strong willed man, but also a tender one. We used to joke that I was the only woman west of the atlantic who would “have” him, and he would come back with “yes, and I am the only man east of the Pacific who would have you”—and WE WERE BOTH RIGHT! LOL
In a way you are right though, that “death” of a psychopath even is easier to endure than a Devaluation and discarding, in some ways anyway. Even though I was only with my P XBF for 8 months, 4 of “heaven” and 4 of “hell” before I kicked his sorry butt to the curb, it hurt so very much, almost as much as losing my husband, because I was so distraught at the time, and like Kathy said in her Part 7 article, having to come to grips with “i may never have another man love me” and “I am no longer a beautiful young woman” and “i’m getting old” etc. at the same time as the “loss” of the (dream) man.
All these losses “at once” along with everything else was just too “hard to bear” I felt at the time. Now, I am enjoying my “cronehood” and being the “eccentric old lady riding on the black jack ass!” Like the old ladies and their “red hats” (or is it purple hats? CRS) I’m starting to ENJOY this stage of my life as much as I enjoyed the earlier stages of life. Each stage of life has its own special enjoyments and each has its own challenges! This last act of my “life play” is going to be THE BEST, just as good as I can make it!
Hey Henry…
Its great to hear that you getting out and enjoyed drinks with what sounded like a nice guy from what you shared. So he didnt have any red flags…but if I peruse back to what Kathleen shared about how to meet someone and trust someone, etc… we have to go a little slower with certain things.
May I be so bold as to say a Henry Red Flag on the “first getting acquainted” with you night…..might be SOCIOPATH conversation and details about all the things our extox’s did to us and all the negative crap they stuffed us with and left us with. Now, maybe because there were no sparks flying for you with this guy, you felt you could let your guard down…but I say these are the guys you test your personal redflag system with…. a personal redflag is one where you are mentioning sociopath stuff too soon or negativity associated with him.
Now, he gave you really good advice coming out of the gate (and Im glad you didnt share what you posted on your ex dating site:)) but this is why you need some time to work a few Henry things out. So that when you are comfortable and ready to share your story, if you feel you have to, that you can say more towards the lines..I dont really wish anything for him either way.. Ive let go, put it behind me and moved on. (So if you cant say that with all your heart, more “Henry time” may be needed)
BRAVO FOR CHANGING THE SUBJECT!!!!!!! If need be, might have to hold a private memorial service for your ex, in order to accept his “passing” from your life.
Dear Henry and All,
I tried a grief support group recently to talk about my friend’s suicide but found myself stumbling over the words to express how he was pushed to end his life. I think I sounded like a slighty deranged moran. The second difficulty is that I find myself so jealous of widows and widowers. I know how terrible that sounds. If my “husband” had died, it would have been so much easier. Widows and widows get casseroles and a shoulder to cry on. Much of what I got was sneering condemnation and insults that I would speak ill of such a wonderful man. Unlike some marks, I can prove my case because I have so much of his correspondence with the other victims and the bank statements but I decided both for safety and for sanity (as I am now beyond disgust with his “fans”) to just avoid those people. It is not always easy to do considering I occassionally run into a few of them at work.
In any case, dark as it sounds, I just want to say I hear you on your reaction to the other gentleman. I don’t recall who said it but I remember a quote – “Of all the ways to lose someone, death may be the kindest.”