I receive a weekly newsletter from Brian Willis at Winning Mind Training. In his latest newsletter he quotes Lon Bartel, a law enforcement trainer in Arizona who said, “People change out of desperation or inspiration. Desperation results in short term change. Inspiration, results in powerful and lasting change.”
When I was in relationship with the sociopath, I made desperate changes. Living in constant fear, I was desperate to keep him happy. In my desperation, I contorted and distorted myself to fit the image he told me I had to fit. Most of what I did was about keeping him happy and my life, as it were, intact. Often, the changes I made were ‘inspired’ by his anger. I would do just about anything not to have to experience his anger, and he knew it. Because I believed him when he told me I could never be free of him, I didn’t look beyond the narrow corridor of my life with him, to see that away from him was where real change happened. Away from him was where my freedom started.
Using intermittent reinforcement, he trained me to be his co-conspirator in my self-destruction. He would rage and I would succumb. The breaks between rage and ‘happiness’ grew shorter and shorter, and I became less and less willing to tempt the fates by disagreeing with him. I learned very quickly that my silence and acquiescence bought his ‘good humour’. Eventually, it took less energy on his part to keep me silent as I fell beneath the weight of the sorrow that was pervading my life and my fear of his anger. Desperate for the return of Prince Charming, I kept letting go of what I knew to be right so that I wouldn’t have to face the Prince of Darkness raging before me.
And then, one day he was arrested and I was set free. In that moment I was inspired to make lasting change. To accept the gift of his removal from my life as a miracle, and to soar free.
Lasting change comes easy when we are inspired to create the life of our dreams away from abuse.
I am often contacted by women and men who are involved with an abuser. They write to tell me their stories, and to ask me how they can change what is happening in their lives. My response is always — love yourself enough to know you deserve more than his/her abuse. Love yourself as an abused woman/man and give yourself the gift of freedom by naming what he/she is doing and choosing to accept you have the power to change your life. You can’t change him/her. In fact, whether or not he/she can change is not the question. Are you willing to make an inspired change in your life by stepping away from him/her and stopping the abuse in your life?
Sounds easy — it’s not when the abusers voice is roaring through your mind, telling you lies you can’t believe but don’t dare disbelieve.
One of the hardest aspects of leaving an abuser is naming what they’re doing as abuse. Our minds recoil from the reality, fall back from the precipice of the truth. How could someone who says they love me, willing, knowingly, consciously choose to hurt me?
Believe it. Name it. They will. They can. They do.
Accepting that truth is frightening. If they could do it willingly, then what role do I play in what is happening, in what happened? Answering that is tough. We don’t want to be participants in abuse, and so cannot accept that we had something to do with what has happened to us.
The inspired choice, the choice that will create lasting change, is to accept — I am 100% accountable for what happened to me. Doesn’t make what he/she did right. And it doesn’t make me accountable for what he did. Abuse is never right. What it means is, I accept I can’t change the past, or what he’s doing. I can, however, turn up for me today and take 100% responsibility for what I do, right now, in this moment.
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” Maria Robinson
It accepting that I am 100% accountable for my life today, I also accept I have the power to make inspired, not desperate changes. I accept the challenge of choosing long term change over short term relief from his/her abuse.
Hard stuff. Life changing. Liberating. But hard.
When we ‘love’ someone who is an abuser, our minds become twisted into the insanity of their crazy-making behaviours. Love shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, but we begin to accept the pain of loving them as part of the norm of our existence. In that acceptance, we let go of our belief in our right to live free of abuse. For some, living free of abuse has never been their reality. For others, the crazy-making of the abuser is new — and thus, a surprise, an unbelievable occurrence in their lives. Regardless of whether we were conditioned to accept abuse or accept it because of current conditions, we repeatedly explain it away when we say, “I can’t believe this is happening to me”.
Believing we are being abused is the first step to creating lasting change.
Believing we have the power to change our lives — and acknowledging we cannot change the abuser, is the next step.
Inspired change requires courage. It takes guts and it takes a commitment to self that overrides the voices in our heads telling us ‘this (the past, abuse, pain and turmoil…) is all we deserve’.
No one deserves abuse. No one deserves to live in fear.
And no one can give us the gift of freedom except ourselves.
Dear findingpeace: Kick the bum to the curb. Let him go find therapy if he wants. He’s playing everyone … why? Because deep down inside he knows he’s a jerk and doesn’t want to be left alone if anyone should find out his true, insecure, selfish self. So, he keeps more than one relationship going … incase the main lady finds out and kicks him to the curb he has backups to go to.
That isn’t living your life … you deserve better. Don’t think the guy is going to get counseling either … he loves living his life this way … playing games with everyone to get his needs met. That’s the bottom line for them … me, myself and I, I, I. They all sing the Chihua hau song. Selfish, self centered, self absorbed … what’s in it for me, and who cares about anyone else.
Stay on this blog, read and learn and get yourself healing … step, by step like the rest of us who opened our eyes … and smartened up.
Peace and Harmony findingpeace. Good luck to you.
Findingpeace-
Woudl you treat someone you love like this?
Anything he did that was nice, was to distract you. If he’d intially approached you and punched you in theface or asked you to be number #3….you’d run. Their “kindnesses” are covers for their lying and cheating.
He could give you a disease—leave you with a child to raise–there are good guys out there. This loser is not one. Lose the loser.
Been with a sociopath one year? yep – you are a little insane – that is the effect they have – want to forgive him for cheating on a weekly basis? then marry him and spend the rest of your life doubting everything he say’s and does…. sorry I am so crude…..peace
Hey Henry: Did I tell you that I say “oh Henry” all day long … now? I have a new tuxedo cat … named him Henry. He’s about a year … very active and of course curious. I’m always saying “oh Henry”, “Oh, Henry”. I don’t know why I called him that … it just popped into my mind about a week after he arrived … my ex-husband told me “animals name themselves … just sit back for a few weeks … their names will pop into your head”. LOL.
(oh henry) there used to be a candy bar named oh henry. i think that is sweet that u named your cat henry, i have 3 wini dogs weeny dog’s
Oh Henry … think it’s one of the MARS candies. Correct me if I’m wrong … out there in cyber space.
I lost my Eddie (my first tuxedo cat) 2 1/2 years ago… black and white … looks like they are always dressed for black tie events … this little guy has YELLOW eyes. I couldn’t make out what it was that was exotic about him … then I realized it was his eyes. Bright yellow. I’ve seen cats with different golden eyes… but, never bright yellow. He’s cool too… very spunky and he know he’s cute. I’m putting the balance back of the male/female thing going on in my home. All my pets were male … then some died off … and the females outweighed the males … now with Henry … the balance is back. All my older cats All ignore him (LOL). But, Red loves him … my alpha male cat.
Peace.
Dear Findingpeace,
I concur with what everyone else said. KICK HIM TO THE CURB. THEY ARE THE LIE! Yep, if you marry him, you will put up with the same behavior for ever—as long as you stay with him.
A cheater does NOT change, a LIAR does not suddely stop. Yep, and he can give you a child or a disease or BOTH, and what have you got—more misery and a child that will hook you to him forever. Kick him to the curb while you can get away TOTALLY FREE.
Read here and learn, the more you learn about psychopaths and cheats, the more you will realize that finding out before he married you is the BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO YOU…it hurts, but it will SET YOU FREE. (((hugs))))
Lily: I have been using the probiotics you suggested and they are awesome! Thankyou
This is a wonderful post and so very true on so many points. This particular phrase spoke to me loud and clear
“One of the hardest aspects of leaving an abuser is naming what they’re doing as abuse. Our minds recoil from the reality, fall back from the precipice of the truth. How could someone who says they love me, willing, knowingly, consciously choose to hurt me?
Believe it. Name it. They will. They can. They do. ”
I so agree – there was no hope for change despite all the willing in the world and every effort I could expend until I admitted and accepted I was being abused by him. Nothing could change in his kingdom due to his pathology. It took me a long long time to realise I was being abused – for the longest time I excused him – made pitiful excuses for his behaviour – he’s tired, he doesn’t mean it, he just forgot. When I finally got clear of those rationalisations and put the whole jigsaw together with every incidence surrounded by the full ecology of every other and SAW the pattern of abuse, something shifted dramatically in me.
Even with that understanding it took me time to get away from him. In the past I had left and he left and I just thought it was a hopeless relationship although I couldn’t understand why. I took him back and took his promises of change to heart many times. And of course nothing changed and every promise was broken. The difference is now I won’t take him back. The difference now is I understand nothing can ever change with him. The difference now is I don’t believe his lies. All these things from understanding I was being abused and going on a search for clues about it.
Of course it is still sad – I still hurt about it and am sad and angry that he took such advantage, but I am not heartbroken and devastated by it anymore. I am stepped back from it now. As long as I don’t see him, my healing continues day by day incrementally as experiences are unpacked, examined and integrated in light of what I know about him now.
When I first started reading here and other places and would see these sorts of phrases
‘You are ultimately responsible for your own happiness’ or
‘You allowed him to abuse’
I would get so wild with anger about it – think to myself how callous and cold of the writer. But now I think I understand. I appreciate that you put all those conditions around what you said – it doesn’t mean it’s ok he abused you, it doesn’t mean it was … because that’s how I feel now.
It is not ok he took advantage of me. It is not ok he broke my heart into a million pieces. It is not ok he broke all his promises and hurt me. It’s not ok that he lied and deceived me over a thousand things that he didn’t need to lie about. None of those things are ok. But they’re inevitable in a relationship with a person who is a P. It’s not my fault. But I can educate myself so I never have to suffer it again. Because staying away from those kinds of sick people is the only way to stay safe.
Like many of you, I made lots of decisions not to align with my highest purpose in life or to consider my greatest needs. But rather to avoid incurring his wrath. Or silence. Or unspoken sulking. In all the thousands of decisions, I consulted him and debated in my mind which option he would more likely prefer. I failed to consult myself on so many occasions and gradually the decisions made for his wellbeing started to destroy mine.
Now I am adjusting to living life on my own terms – consulting myself on what is best for me in any given moment and it is challenging after so long of deferring to someone else, but ultimately it will be wonderful. With each choice and course of action I take, I re=awaken another element of my soul that I thought had died. I see now the part of me that used to express desires and actively pursue them, had to go underground in that relationship in order to survive. The hurt of being ignored or invalidated on an hourly basis was too much pain to endure.
I am grateful for the return of her. I hope she is not too damaged and I can coax her back out. Hugs to everyone who has ached as though kicked in the guts because of this type of relationship. We will all get better together.
Peter Gabriel wrote this about 18 years ago – I love it:
Shaking The Tree lyrics
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Waiting your time, dreaming of a better life
Waiting your time, you;re more than just a wife
You don’t have to do what your mother has done
She has done, this is your life, this new life has begun
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Turning the tide, you are on the incoming wave
Turning the tide, you know you are nobody’s slave
Find your sisters or brothers who can hear all the truth in what you say
They can support you when you’re on your way
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin’ the tree
Changing your ways, changing those surrounding you
Changing your ways, more than any man can do
Open your heart, show him the anger and pain, so you heal
Maybe he’s looking for his womanly side, let him feel
You had to be so strong
And you do nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all
We’re gonna break it down
We’re gonna shake it down, shake it all around
[Incomprehensible]
No no no no no no
No no no no no no
No no no no no no
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
It’s your day, a woman’s day
You had to be so strong
And you do nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all
We’re gonna break it down
We’re gonna shake it down, shake it all around