Lovefraud recently received the following email from a man whom we’ll call “Andrew.”
I recently met a lady out of the blue after I had sat at home alone for 2 years. She is the victim of a sociopath—reads & posts on the Lovefraud site trying to heal. She says she can’t tell me all the damage done & I don’t need to know—it’s her business unless she feels she needs to share.
She had cabin fever—had to get out for a night—hence our meeting. Well I had basically given up on finding someone until I met her. We instantly clicked. It was so good for 3 weeks—making plans of fun things to do. I thought it would help her heal—to go have fun again.
I think she started liking me too much in that short period of time—got scared & slammed on the brakes. She says she needs time, but truly values my friendship & adores me. I’m trying to give her “time.” It’s so hard when she lit up my life for a while.
She wants to see me again, but doesn’t know when.
I have no motives other than to get to know her & help her get over the past. She might just be the one if we spend the time to know one another.
I have read the Lovefraud blog trying to understand—some really sad stories.
What should I do?
In the thousands of emails that I’ve received, this is the first time someone has asked this question (which I’ve paraphrased) how do you approach a potential romantic partner when that person has been burned by a sociopath? I appreciate that fact that Andrew cared enough to ask the question.
I will answer the question assuming that everything is exactly as presented—a woman, whom we’ll call Caroline, had a terrible experience with a sociopath and is skittish about opening herself to another man. Andrew honestly likes Caroline, and wants to get to know her better. I will assume that neither Andrew nor Caroline is actually a predator who is looking for a new source of supply.
This, of course, is something that Caroline, and everyone else who has been betrayed and damaged by a sociopath, needs to understand and believe: There are good people in the world. Yes, as many as 12 percent of the population are social predators—sociopaths, psychopaths, narcissists, borderlines. But that still means that 88 percent of the world’s people are not disordered, and are capable of having a loving relationship.
Understand where she’s been
So, Andrew, the first thing for you to understand is that Caroline has been through the meat grinder. She’s experienced betrayal that has rocked her to her core. She’s certainly suffered emotional and psychological abuse, and may have also suffered verbal, physical, sexual and financial abuse. In fact, it may be a miracle that she is still standing.
If you’ve never experienced this level of betrayal—most people haven’t—it may be hard for you to believe what she’s gone through. Should she tell you anything about what happened, it may sound like a bad movie, and you may be inclined to think she is exaggerating. I assure you, when someone is involved with a sociopath, anything is possible. I’ve collected more than 3,200 cases, and many of the stories should be made into movies. You can’t make this stuff up.
Caroline, however, is accustomed to not being believed. She may have gone to court and to the police, and they didn’t believe her story. It’s possible her friends or her own family do not believe her. So one of the best things you can do is believe her. It will help her feel validated.
Go slow
Andrew, you will need take things very slowly. It’s likely that the sociopath swept into Carolin’es life in a whirlwind romance—if you call all the time, if you are overly exuberant about wanting to see her, it may set off alarm bells, because that’s how the sociopath acted. Let her set the pace. Keep things light.
Understand that trust needs to be earned. This may be why Caroline got into trouble in the first place—she trusted too readily. Now, she may have gone too far in the other direction, and resolved to never trust anyone again. This is an unhealthy position, because we do need to be able to trust in order to live a good life. But you may not know how much progress Caroline has made in regaining her ability to trust.
So if you want to move forward, you need to be trustworthy. Tell her the truth about everything. Keep your promises. Call when you say you’re going to call, and show up when you promise that you’ll show up. In fact, I hope that’s how you live your life anyway.
It may not work
Finally, it is possible that Caroline simply is not recovered enough to think about another involvement. If she tells you that she really can’t be in a relationship, don’t argue with her, and don’t take it personally. You may just need to accept it and move on.
But if Caroline indicates that does want to get to know you, albeit slowly, getting closer will probably be worth the wait. Before hooking up with the sociopath, Caroline was probably loving, giving, caring, responsible, dynamic and empathetic—because that’s the type of person that sociopaths target. So if she’s able to find herself, and open herself—well, it could be rewarding for both of you.
Lovefraud readers: If you have any more suggestions for Andrew, please post them.
Omigosh, I’m sitting here snickering before I get ready to head off into the day. Kim, I don’t want you to even think that I find your situation comical, at all – not at all. But, the one thing that has caused me to snicker and guffaw was your recollection of the dipshit spath SIL demanding that you’d “BETTER” have the vehicle back by a certain time. OMIGAWD, let some snot-nosed, pig-headed, dickweed dictate to me, and it would be “Katie Bar The Door.” I think, given my emotional space, I would simply respond with, “Or, what?” and then block his cell number from mine, immediately.
What a dictatorial nitwit this guy is!
Okie dokie – off for job-seeking adventures.
Oxy,Truthspeak and Star, thank you so much. Wow. The value of a little validation that I get from you guys is priceless.
I have two days off and plan to decompress; just take it easy and make myself something nutricious and good to eat. I enjoy cooking, so will go on line and find a recipe that appeals to me.
My stomache has been queezy for three days over this shiat. I am finally feeling much better this morning.
I called my D last night and said, “I love you,” and left it at that, because I’m trying really hard to break out of the triangle game….and I will….I will just quit playing.
I read a quote about bullying I like:
The bully is the weakest kid on the playground.
I think that’s true. It doesn’t mean we should tolerate the bullying behavior, but it helps to understand the motives behind it.
SIL gets obnoxious when he feels threatend…when he feels like he’s losing control of D. It’s almost comical to watch…if it wasn’t so infuriating.
Oh well. It’s their life and their….what?….straight line?….no third angle to be had with me, anymore.
Thanks again, guys. I’m feeling much stronger today.
I love, love, love this:
http://www.truthortradition.com/modules.php?file=article&name=News&sid=229
Kimmie,
When we have been “in the game” for so long…that triangle game of victim-abuser-rescuer—and it has become “natural” for us to play it is hard to opt out!
The MUSICAL CHAIRS of the changing positions of this past weekend’s GAME was like the “spin cycle” and chairs were changing rapidly from victim to persecutor to rescuer and back again.
Your daughter and SIL were playing the music at Star’s SALSA speed. Your head was spinning from guilt trip to anger, to resentment, and that is what happens when you PLAY THE GAME, no matter what “position” you play it at.
Your Daughter set it up for you to rescue her…you resented that…but you did it….then the SIL tried to set you up as the ABUSER (using the car) because you got the car around his blockade.
On and On, and “round she goes, where she stops….” ONLY KIM KNOWS.
Kimmie, I remember back to the time you lived with this jerk wad SIL and your D and you took care of the kids, did the house work and the cooking…were a live in servant and he treated you like dirt…but you ESCAPED and got your own place, your job, and you are NOT UNDER HIS CONTROL ANY MORE.
You know the drill…so when you start to feel the resentment, it means you are enabling (or they are trying to push you into it) and hey, the HOLIDAYS are coming up, so keep in mind that that will be PRIME TIME for the triangle game to get going full steam. Don’t let it happen. (((hugs)))
Oxy, It’s funny you mention the holidays, because yesterday, in the middle of all this, I thought about them, and realized that I might have to give up my family get togethers over all this. That is a true sacrifice, because I so look forward to them, and my family is really my social group. However, I am not willing to tolerate the abuse and manipulation anymore….so, a necissary loss, so to speak.
I loved what the artical said about exiting the drama triangle and esscaping the “sytem”. It said that the victim role is the anchor of the system, and it’s anchoring mechanisms are blame and guilt. The only exit out is through the persecutor role….it’s the only door out of the system. Remember, that these are only roles in a ‘system” this is not a perscription for becoming a spath, but rather the willingness to live with the discomfort of letting down the system. That is, being couragious enough to be percieved as the bad-guy in the drama. Yep. That’s it in a nut-shell. That’s the only way out of the FOG, and if I have to be “an ungrateful bitch”, then so be it.
Patric Carnes taks about Harpman’s drama triangle in his book, “The Betrayal Bond” and he talks about the layering and complexity in this dysfunction system..No one is ever all victim, and no one is ever all rescuer, and no one is ever all persecutor…we are all, all three. But as soon as you swap roles with another in the system you increase the intensity of the trauma bond….actually make it stronger.
So truly, in a remarkable way, by taking on the cloak of “bad guy” you are in a sence a rescuer…if not to the others in the system (*well, one CAN hope….) then at least to yourself.
Yea, Kimmie, the emotion filled holidays, the PRETEND “NORMAL ROCKWELL-IAN” gathering with grandma in the apron and the turkey on the table and everyone gathered round to say grace and enjoy each other’s company. LOL
We feel guilty if we don’t have this gathering…or lonely if we don’t have it.
I had a small family to start with, I am my egg donor’s only child, so no sibs or nieces or nephews, and my only first cousins and I are not close (Uncle Monster’s kids) and I’m NC with son C, so it is only me and my son D. He goes up to his native state for Xmas dinner with his biological family so he and I celebrate Xmas on a chosen day before 12/25 and go out to dinner some where and exchange our gag gifts and that’s our celebration.
It might not seem like “much” to some people who go all out for celebrations, decorations, and all that, but it is our special time. If I didn’t have him, I would go out to dinner by myself some where, and I would buy myself something nice or funny, but I would be content.
The emotional attachment that we give to “special” days depends on us.
If a “big christmas dinner” with the kids and grandkids is not possible because you are NC with dick wad, then so be it. You can see the grandkids on another day and give them the gifts you have picked out for them.
If a “family celebration” means that you must accept abuse, then you have to decide if it is worth it or not. Back when egg donor used to INSIST, cry and beg, that I have Xmas with Uncle Monster there, I would take my kids and go elsewhere for Xmas.
I remember her crying and screaming “you’re ruining my christmas” and I said back to her “What are you doing to MINE?”
I did set the boundary then, I wouldn’t associate with Uncle mOnster, and I stuck by it, and that’ is a good thing, but I did “feel guilty” about it even though I did it. Now,, I realize I had no VALID reason to feel guilty, she was trying to manipulate me.
Personally, I would rather have a solitary dinner at McDonald’s for “christmas dinner” than share a FEAST with some dickwad abuser that I despised. If others want to “feast” with such people that is THEIR choice of companions and doesn’t mean I have to go along with it.
And in some strange way I think this triangle is also involved in the conitive dissonance we experience…
the trying to figure out what really happened and feelings of guilt and blame and wondering if I was the bad guy or if he was the bad guy….this explains it. We both were…but we were both also victims and rescuers. Wow. Profound for me. And, guys, this pertains to me and my patterns…not necissarily to you, because I know there are a lot of true victims out there, so please understand I’m not blaming the victim, here.
Kimmie, we posted over each other….
You are right, the only “door” out of the triangle room is when we are perceived as “persecutor”….but we CAN get out.
Many people are so trapped in the TRIANGLE but have no idea what a triangle is. They see themselves as being obligated by the FOG (fear, obligation, guilt) that they just stay involved and whirl around like “musical chairs.” from being victim, to rescuer, to persecutor.
I see your chaos this past weekend as you falling into that FOG, feeling obliged to rescue your daughter’s kids (oh,, how they like to use the kids as clubs to beat us back into the triangle–we have to save the kids because they won’t)
And you can bet your sweet arse that there will be a DRAMA RAMA for the holidays this year, so I suggest that you prepare for it in advance and decide what you intend to do to prevent yourself from falling into the emotional abyss of the TRIANGLE.
I think “advance planning” for these things helps us to cope with them much better emotionally.
That time I ran into my egg donor at Wally World just blew me away, and the time the X BF showed up at the auction I usually go to on Saturday nights…the SUDDENESS of having to make a decision about what to do blew me away. So maybe you can decide now how you are going to handle the holidays so this thing doesn’t come up suddenly.
This is a perfect diagram of what happens in my head when I try to come to some conclusion about what happened in my marriage….I can never stay in the spot of blame, but I can never stay in the spot of complete victim, either….this disfunctional “system” is still operating inside my head, keeping me locked into obsessive rumination….the music is playing and I’m frantically trying to find my chair…..ok, now how does this hold with the door out being in the place of the persecutor? If I abandon the struggle to find my chair, will I perceive myself in the role of “bad guy?” Maybe just as someone who failed at the impossible quest I was on….not sure, but it sure is interesting…..