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
I fell in love. Or I loved. Or I fell, literally fell from grace. Or possibly all three. And I did so with someone who only chooses to use/take/receive love. I gave until I couldnt give anymore. That is only admirable when its either reciprocated or for beauty of being human with people who appreciate and are in need. It is not admirable to give all you have to someone – who takes and takes for their own self gain, pleasure and fulfillment. IT IS NEVER OK TO GIVE YOURSELF AWAY ONCE YOU FEEL THE IMBALANCE, THE ANXIETY, THE DISCOMFORT, THE AWKWARDNESS OR THE PAIN OF THE TRUTH.
The key is to never get to that point/that place in a partnership again, to really value myself, and know what level of respect and goodness I deserve BY PLACING THAT RESPONSIBILITY ON MYSELF, I AM AFFORDED THE OPPORTUNITY TO FINALLY BEGIN TO TRUST MYSELF, BELIEVE IN MYSELF, LOVE MYSELF — NOT BECAUSE OF WHAT I DO FOR/GIVE TO OTHERS — BUT BECAUSE OF WHAT I DO FOR/GIVE TO/WANT FOR MYSELF.
When I place myself first, I am not being selfish, I am being the best I can be. When I place myself first with absolutely no regard for others basic human rights/natures in life, then I am being selfish. But if I place myself first in the healthiests of ways, I lay the foundation and create a pathway that ALLOWS ME TO BE IN HEALTHY CONTROL OF MY LIFE.
What happened when I gave myself away (i dont mean just sexually, i mean every aspect of my being was given to another for the benefit of his existence)…. I lost myself… he didnt do it…I did. What he did was anchor himself in, and kicked back, and enjoyed the ride (pun intended there:) …. He was responsible for the lies, cheating, stealing. He was responsible for all of the bad choices he made. He was responsible for the demise of our relationship. But I, I was responsible for losing myself. As I am equally responsible for getting myself back and giving myself = what i thought i was looking for — and all along it was here – right in front of me — self -everything! Self-love, self-trust, self-respect, self-acceptance, self-value….self-everything! Heres the best part, its beyond anything anyone could possibly ever give to me !! And someday, if i choose to and want to , someone who has their shit together or almost together…can join me 🙂 But for now – I am going to reap the one and only beautiful thing that came out of my relationship with him — and thats me finally finding myself and giving myself the best and continue to grow and learn from here.
I now know everyone, including my extox, has the ability and choice to stop and change direction in their own life or run, keep running away, looking every which way — except within….
Someone asked what is there to learn from these other people (S/N/P)? – the same thing that life always offers us –another chance to learn more about ourselves and others, To learn to love/respect/value ourselves, and to learn to protect ourselves. Anyone who earns my trust and respect can enter my life – but they are not permitted to stay if they arent responsible adults toward themselves and others.
Thank you extox for enlightening me in ways I would have rather learned without all the pain and suffering *some of which I chose to extend* simply because I was lost and simply because I was selfsoothing and self contemplating as well as selfdestroying and self healing (wow getting to know me is freakin hard work!!!)…but now Im found…or rather finding me again…a much better me. And I now realize although you -extox- cannot control your disorder, you can choose to fix it, work on it, change it — as you do know right from wrong and good from bad. And you know you made wrong and bad choices with me – and lost me. FOREVER. No more second chances anymore… I making the commitment and choice to have responsible “healthy as can be” people who make good choices in my life and to help others who want to help themselves!
But Im the one who lost myself – and chose to find myself and change/improve/learn and grow. My life is too precious to ever lose myself again – for another. But I think Im loving the new and improved me more and more each day!
Wonderful post learnthelesson – I mean really – you have got it down and thanks for sharing that…. I am constantly having to remind myself that I did not do anything wrong – it was not my fault – over and over I have to tell myself that. Yes I fucked up and did and said some horrible things to him, and in hindsight I was as toxic as he was at the end, but I was fighting for my life…if his actions had compared to his words of love and commitment I would of been there for him – but he always said the right thing to keep me under his control, but did the exact opposite of what he said he wanted. Over and over again. And at the end I was a raving lunatic, convinced I was the problem. But all I have to do is go back to day one and start remembering the lies – the deception – the drama, the DISRESPECT to me and my home, the kicked in doors, the broken fingers, the anxiety, the sleepless nites, the cheating….I did not do anything wrong – I was fighting to survive – simple as that….I did not do anything wrong and it was not my fault – I repeat it was not my fault….
Henry, We have similar childhood backgrounds…we ended up excelling professionally and put our personal background/issues/insecurities/pain way deep deep down inside of us. But we are good people. We know how to love and give and be loyal friends/partners.
I dont know about you, but what I didnt do was ever stop to get to know me. What my flaws were, what I needed, what I wanted. I think I was afraid of all that might be inside of me, from my past…so I blocked it all out, and went about life getting to know others, smiling, enjoying, living, being this.. this…person. Someone who could be a friend, a lover, a caregiver, a shoulder, someone who wouldve probably blindly trusted a robber if he said to me Im bleeding can I have a band-aid as he was looting my house – I wouldve even put neosporin on it for him so it wouldnt get infected! UNBELIEVEABLE…
But protect myself? huh what>? value myself?? whoa .. trust myself…noway … not when it came down to LOVING myself….nope that was everyone elses job – to love me and for me to love them. If something was wrong — Im a gonna fix it — was my attitude. Im gonna make sure I never have to experience pain, hurt, fear…Me to the rescue – so much so that when I found myself in an emotionally abusive well as “being used” and onesided relationship… There I was ….Im a gonna fix it– and if I cant — Im a gonna address it and tell him what he has to do in order for me to stay — and if he didnt — Im a gonna stay anyway — cuz I have zero damn clue about what self-anything is. Self-protection – self-worth – self- value – sure I knew definitions, but they were all just words if you will – no real meaning to me. CAN U BELIEVE THAT!
I am getting it Henry. And you are too. Their actions Henry – not their words – are what you have to keep reminding yourself. We were not the problem Henry – but once the actions kept repeating – we enabled the problem to continue by not respecting ourselves for ourselves and what we deserve. We did nothing wrong – but we didnt do some things right when we had the choice to. Why? We didnt know how to protect ourselves and be responsible for our precious beings. It was not our fault – And in fact it doesnt really matter whose fault it is – all that matters is they were bad for us – they werent caring, loving, decent people. We cant make them be. But we can make ourselves stronger and better for our future and for our future men in our lives…. Ive never said that to a guy…your the first 🙂
But now Henry – where we are now – is on us. Its on our shoulders. What we do, what we choose to do, what we want to do. We have the chance to be responsible to ourselves for ourselves. Its kindda exciting to me to know I will expect the best for myself and thereby end up getting it – simply by making better choices…
Im rambling…but its a breakthrough day…another one that says I can do this and I can do this well, for my well-being. SO CAN YOU!
kathleen: Thank you for another great article! This is where I am stuck right now… “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.”
I am not feeling anger, since I found out he has cancer I have felt bad if I don’t contact him at least to ask how he is doing, but I don’t think he cares if I call or not. I am just feeling sadness. For me, I think you’re right, I fear anger.
learnthelesson: thanks to you also for the wonderful post above about losing yourself and then finding/loving yourself. I’m trying!
Shabychic – Its was, is and always will be a process for me. If I was aware my extox had cancer right now, I would feel bad and I might visit my church and light a candle, and pray for him to have good health. He knows how much I cared and loved him – but his choice was to use and abuse me. That was the choice he made when I was in his life. I forgive him and myself for letting him.. But I wouldnt call him.
If he or his family called me, I would answer and tell them I will add him to my prayers and pray for his good health. But I would not call him.
Im sorry you are going through this. Your situation is more involved, but it something you will get through, stay committed to yourself and your well-being too.
LTL, that was like a song. Or a poem. Breakthrough days deserve some virtual champagne. Pop, fizz, pour, here’s to you!
You’re right, Henry. Another major puzzle piece. Not your fault. Bad luck maybe, wrong place, wrong time, maybe a bit of wrong history which was more bad luck. Here’s to you too.
Chic, I feel for you. The sadness is also part of the healing, the letting go part. There’s a lot to let go of here. Including the idea — which I am still struggling with in my recovery — that it really ends, with not even a friendship left over. All that shared drama just ends eventually.
I suspect that, despite all the occurred, you feel like you two at least have a common history that links you together. And you’re acting on that feeling, like a friend.
If he’s really a sociopath, the friendship, like the love affair, was in your imagination. You don’t even have to think about that he was a terrible person or targeted you or anything like that. It’s just that he wasn’t capable. Isn’t capable. He doesn’t feel that kind thing.
That’s something to be sad about. It’s a sadness I live with, both the fade-out to nothing at all, and the realization that there was never potential for anything but what there was.
Be kind to yourself. Here’s a big hug for you. Better times are coming.
Kathy
“If he’s really a sociopath, the friendship, like the love affair, was in your imagination” Kathleen Hawk
— words to live by, as we heal….
ShabbyChic so sorry about your situation. That is tough one, but I am afraid Kathleen and LTL are right about the socio-path. We always want to apply “normal” behavior to them and it doesn’t apply. So difficult for us to accept and out of “caring” element to not react in some kind way. Say a prayer for God’s guidance. It does work. I had an answer to prayer today!
Kathleen I will pop that champagne right along with YOU! I HAVE GREAT NEWS!!!!!!! PRAYER WORKS!!!!! My son called from Charleston today with the BEST news! NO CANCER! in his other kidney. I have cried tears of shear and utter JOY! Thank you all for your prayer and well wishes! ((((HUGS))))
Learnthelesson, You certainly have! You are truly amazing with your wonderful insightfulness! Your words really have healing in them and soothe the sorrowed soul. Keep up the great job! You may be writing that book one day. We can make ourselves STRONGER! I do believe! I do believe! I do believe!
Thank you for your encouragement- it is contagious!
Hello everyone. This is my first post here. I am so glad I found this site. I have been feeling so utterly alone in dealing with this. I think that I may be taking longer than most to move through the healing process. It has been over 2 years for me since “the incident” (that’s what I call when everything hit the fan). I was with my ex partner for over two years, and now it has been over two years since we’ve been apart, and I’ve just in the past couple of days realized that she is a sociopath. I didn’t know anything about sociopathic behavior, and never would have know that’s what I’m dealing with until I decided to do some research on why some people have no conscience. You see, ever since the relationship ended in an extremely painful, humiliating way for me, I have been asking her why. I have been trying to get her to sit down and have a face to face meeting with me and discuss what happened. She did apologize via email, but she never gave me an real answers to the tough questions. And now she has taken it upon herself to just completely ignore me. I have been so completely filled with rage over her dismissal of me, like I’m just garbage. Then I found this site. And while I’m still angry, things are starting to make a little bit of sense to me. I am still in a lot of pain, and I still cry almost every day. But I hope this is truly the beginning of my healing journey. I don’t have anyone in my life that I can talk to about this who really understands, so I greatly appreciate being able to share my story here. Thank you all for being here.