Lovefraud recently received the following e-mail from a reader:
I have a question for you. I’ve been divorced for 3 years now from my ex-husband who had a porn addiction. I’ve tried the Internet dating sites on and off since, and have had nothing but bad experiences. What do you suggest I do/ how do I go about finding someone? I am really lonely and would like to have a man in my life. However, I’m so afraid of attracting the wrong kind still. If you have any suggestions, I’d be happy to hear them.
If you’ve had a run-in with a sociopath, before attempting to date again, you must first heal yourself. If you’re feeling lonely and afraid, it is an indication that you are not yet healed.
I believe that circumstances and situations come into our lives as a result of our internal states. The energy and emotions that we have within us are like giant magnets, bringing us more of the same. Perhaps you’ve heard this concept described as “The Law of Attraction.” I think it’s a real phenomenon, because I’ve seen it operate in my own life, whether I liked the results or not.
Negative emotion
When sociopaths come into our lives, they bring emotional betrayal, physical assault, financial ruin, psychological manipulation, family devastation—far more trauma than any of us ever bargained for. As a result, we are crushed, afraid, angry, frightened. Often our lives are on the verge of collapse.
We are overwhelmed by negative emotion and energy, which is totally understandable. So what happens? We get more of the same.
It happened in my life, and I’ve seen it in countless Lovefraud stories. The sociopath cheats on us, and we’re in a car crash. The sociopath takes all our money, and then we lose our jobs. The sociopath ruins our marriage, and then we get cancer or some other major illness.
So what are we to do?
Feel the pain
I believe that we must get the negative emotion and energy out of our systems. And the way to do this is to allow ourselves to feel the pain.
Usually, this means crying. Of course, we’ve all probably spent hours and hours crying, and we’re tired of it. We just want to stop. But the pain caused by the sociopath goes very deep, especially if we’ve had the predator in our lives for many years—years that we stuffed our emotions, afraid to let ourselves feel what we were really feeling. It may take a long time to release the pent-up tears.
Then there’s the anger. Anger is a physical sensation—just because we know why we’re angry doesn’t make it go away. Anger needs to be released appropriately. (It does no good to confront the sociopath, and may make matters worse.) My method of choice for releasing anger is visualizing the sociopath’s face on a pillow, and then pounding the crap out of it. The idea is to do something physical—stomping the floor, twisting towels—until we feel an emotional release.
But what often happens as we work on releasing the pain caused by the sociopath is that we find more pain beneath it. This may be disappointment in previous love relationships, anger at mistreatment during our childhoods, betrayal bonds with other people who abused us.
These are the negative emotions that attracted the sociopath in the first place.
In my case, I was lonely, even desperate, when the sociopath showed up on my doorstep. During all of my 20s and 30s, I couldn’t get a relationship with a man to work. I now know that it was due to my internal state, as described above. But when I turned 40, feeling that biological clock ticking, wanting to make a connection—well, I was primed to be plucked. Attracted by my negative internal energy, the sociopath swooped in.
With the devastation wrought by the sociopath, my pain moved to the focus of my awareness. I processed it. It was all I could do.
This is not pretty, so it is best done alone (unless you’ve got a really good therapist who can be with you through it). And it will take repeated sessions. You’ll release some, and more will bubble to the surface. Just keep releasing, until you drain the well of pain.
Healthy and peaceful
Then an amazing thing happens—when you purge the negative energy, it is replaced by peace, hope and self-love.
I am here to tell you that it works. Changing my internal state, moving from desperate to peaceful, made all the difference in the world. Not long after I began feeling better, I met the man who became my husband—in a bar.
Some people say you can’t meet anyone worthwhile in a bar, but location is not the issue. The issue is your internal state. If you’re feeling positive, healthy and peaceful, an appropriate person will just show up.
My husband and I have been together for eight years. We are happy. Our relationship is comfortable and easy. There are no games, only love. And our love is not a lie—it’s the real thing.
This will probably be the most useless and indulgent post on the thread. I went hiking today and couldn’t help thinking about the boy still. Then I heard the Cheryl Crow song “Favorite Mistake” on the radio on the way home. It captures the mood exactly!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3hh0wNpqqY&feature=fvst
So of course I had to come home and learn the song on my guitar. It’s not a total waste though, because I’m thinking about getting back into singing and playing guitar now. I think if you can turn your love mistakes into music, it’s a good thing. Alanis Morrissette won a grammy on her sour love affair.
Also, since the affair, I think about sex all the time. When I passed by guys on the hike, I looked into their eyes and assessed how sexual I thought they might be. Is this normal? I hope I’m not turning into a P.
Hope everyone had a good day.
Hugs,
Star
Star,
that song also strikes a chord with me: my favorite mistake, says it all.
And I love alanis morrisette, especially her song “thank you” It is the most healing song for people like us. It offers thanks for all the bad things that happen because the crisis begins the turning point in our lives.
Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence
The moment I let go of it was
The moment I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it was
The moment I touched down
http://video.canadiancontent.net/71350455-alanis-morissette-thank-you.html
NewLily, I don’t know if you are reading this thread, but I wanted to say that maybe you could imagine the removal of the tumor as being the removal of the final remnants of the empty suit. Your terror, disillusionment, frailty, consequence and the silence from your p-family, caused the moment when you let go of them and touched down, determined to live in a more authentic life that takes care of you first. So this surgery will be a rebirth for you. It will be like an initiation rite, where you begin to live a malignancy-free existance. I don’t know what your real name is but maybe you should change it to New Lily in real life. I’m thinking that maybe one day I’ll change my name to Skylar, it means protection through knowledge.
I trust in God that you will gain new health and optimism.
xxoo
skylar
I also love Alanis Morrissette. I auditioned for a band on “You Oughtta Know”, even though I’d never actually practiced it before–so much did I feel that song after a really bad break-up. She rocks!
Candy, you may notice you are angry about all these needy people in your life. The anger is good. It’s showing you how you were taken advantage of in the past, and it’s helping you to set boundaries with people. However, with narcissists, it’s usually not a good idea to try and confront them (not that you were planning on it). I have tried this and they cannot hear it. It’s best to deal with the anger and need for validation privately and just distance yourself from them. That’s what makes them N’s–they don’t care about your feelings.
stargazer…I was just looking at this site last night. http://www.homestar.org/bryannan/checklst.html The sexual thoughts …I had thoughts like that but only when I was around the P. I swear we DO get “emotional contagion” from them. It is so easy to start picking up their traits. I think the boy was more of a P than you realize. Maybe.
Stargazer and Skylar…Ugh! Those lyrics still have some caring and longing in them. I hope that goes away for you both soon. I remember that, but it DOES go away, the more you accept that these guys are FREAKS of nature, that they totally do NOT get emotions, or caring or love no matter what words they say.
I used to look at the friends the P had both in high school and what I know of in his present world and think “What is he doing hanging around with such weirdos and sickos?” Of course he has his professional facade, but in his “close” associates…UCK! Now I know, it is because he is just like them, they just don’t bother to wear a mask. In that way, perhaps they are less yucky than him!
Everyone,
I had a session with a good counselor today. She helped me put the visit with the boy into perspective and to start owning my own feelings. The truth is even more painful than blaming him. It’s about how I myself shut down and went into abandonment during the visit. Though it’s hard to look at my own stuff, it feels more genuine and helpful. I am seeing the whole thing in a different way, and I’ve stopped making him be the bad guy here. The counselor reminded me that the relationship with him is not just about me and my feelings. He is also going through his own process and probably got a little freaked out, which is usually why guys pull away, especially young ones. All of this venom I was seething about him not keepng in touch with me, she pointed out that I also haven’t reached out to him either. This is true. He would probably be glad to be my friend if I reached out a little. He may possibly be feeling guilty or overwhelmed and just not know how to express it. I am assuming all kinds of things about his motives. I really don’t know what is going on with him. In any event, I regard it as a learning experience and a jumping off point to start to do some more of my own healing. I think my unresolved issues have driven a number of healthy men away, and I can’t deny any responsibility in this one too. It hurts and it sucks, but it’s the truth about me.
I’m hoping to continue on in counseling so I can actually do that moral inventory that is the 4th step and have someone to share it with. It’s really important to me because I want to really change myself. I cannot keep blaming guys for hurting me, when I have a big part in this.
JAH, Do you really feel it’s evil or a psychopathic trait to be in touch with my sexuality? It actually feels pretty good, though I don’t especially feel the need to act it out. I pretty much shut it down for a year after the emotional rape by the P. It’s nice to have it back and to have my sexual confidence back. I honestly don’t think the boy is psychopathic; I just think he is a young boy.
Hi guys:) this is also a little off topic, but I need a bit of a pep talk today.
I think this might get waffly and fragmented too so be warned….
I have been feeling like I have been really making progress over the last couple of months although its been tough going, but last night and this morning… I feel absolutely rotten. I feel a total fraud.
Now, I have not slept well over the last few days, had some bad dreams, and so I am very tired and I guess that could be ultimately where all this is coming from…BUT
there is an issue coming up, and that is the person who I would describe as my best friend has met someone else.
It is very complicated for me because I love him very much (which sounds like then it shouldnt be – I should be happy right?)
We were together from the time my son was around 8 months old until just before I met the S/P. The relationship I had with him was wonderful, we had magical times, sweet calm days and years, but in the end me wanting to take it further and his inability to commit ( in that he was a real companion, husband, confidant, in practice…but not in theory if that makes sense, he DOES it, but cant sign for it.*sigh of exasperation!*where as most people are full of promises but dont follow through – he is the opposite..) put so much pressure on us and unable to reconcile our opposite ‘needs’ we became ‘friends’.
‘Friends’ where one person is still in love with the other but has resolved she would be happy ‘just to sit next'(metaphorical) to this man for the rest of her life, because having him in her life was the most nourishing thing she had experienced, and besides, it wasnt her, he didnt want anyone else, he was just an eternal bachelor. And ‘friends’ where the ‘eternal batchelor’ had no other option because simply ‘sitting next to this woman’ for the rest of his life was not enough for the her during the relationship. (you still following this;)
Now since the three years we’ve been ‘freinds’, he has been the BEST at every turn,consistant with me consistant with my son.
But my ‘lonliness’ (so not so happy just to hold hands forever blue -huh?)and ‘need’ for ‘more’ lead me to want to date and I ended up with the S/P.
Throughout the whole time with the s/p he didnt waiver in his affection and support and still hasnt, and there was me off having a fling with a sociopath and leaning on him for support! Which is where my ultimate point to this gets REALLY crappy… he has now met someone else.(after three years mind, I cant really blame the man, and its early days..oops I think I am going to vomit just typing it…)
And I am DEVESTATED. you know why?
because it makes it ME.
Its not that he doesnt want a relationship, or that he cant commit to an intimate relationship its because he cant commit to one with me.(this is the point where I snot uncontrollably all over the keyboard.)
and I dont blame him. My shit STINKS. My drama filled selfish shit STINKS!
I feel like a wretched, selfish, damaged person, who is just about to loose something PROFOUNDLY and DEEPLY important to her (that she actually may have lost a long time ago) and I have NO idea how to handle it.
This sounds like it should be directed to a teenage magazine agony aunt not LF-ers, but help please. advice or a smack around the head, either would be good.
P.S Blueskies quote from previous posts: “oooooh look at me, I’m so marvellous, I dont need a relationship right now, I am happy with the close friendship I have,untill I’m aaaaaaall better and can find a healthy one, la-de-dah” hey blue, what a crock.
I was thinking about my 45 year old daughter today, wondering if I missed her or not.{Ive been NC with her now for 3 months
Sorry, my blog just disappeared into cyberspace! Dont know why! Thats the beginning of it, above. What I was trying to say was, I was feeling a bit low this evening, wondering if I really missed my daughter whom Ive been NC with for 3 months now. {One of my 2 boundaries was JUST ONE apology, for all the mean rotten and cruel things she has done to me over the last 30 or so years, but I guess its not going to happen.} Therefore, I have to come to terms with perhaps never seeing her again. She is 45 now,and Karma is catching up with her, fast. She left her long suffering husband 3 years a go. before, they had the 3 kids week about, which was very unsettling for the poor kids. She lost yet another good job, {she is in Publishing,} which meant, after I stopped baling her out financially, she lost her $500 a week rented flat.
Her husband now has full custody of the kids,”till she sorts herself out, whenever that may be”, he tells me.He is MUCH the better parent, so Im so relieved about that. She has no car, around $30,000 in credit card and other debt,no saving, no assetts of any kind. She is temporarily sharing a flat with a friend, and working at whatever publishing jobs she can get, writing articles, etc. She has thrown away a loving husband, a loving Mum, {me},good friends who have been use d by her once too often. Shes till looks good, but in 5 years, will she still look as good and be able to “pull’ suckers in as easily? She discards “friends” like used lolly wrappers, and moves on, her new friends seem to get younger and younger.
I have to remind myself I now owe her nothing more. A loving daughter would not have wrecked my old home, wrecked my studio, beaten me up, conned me out of thousands of dollars, lied , conned and cheated me for years.
A loving daughter would have said sorry, for banning me from her wedding, but inviting my ex husband and my present husband{naturaly he didnt go!} a loving daughter would have visited me in hospital when I had to have several eye operations, and ended up losing most of the sight in one eye. A loving daughter would have expressed some sympathy re an op. I had to have for a condition called a rectocele,{ballooned rectum} last year, instead of saying “Yuck!! do you mind! I dont want to hear about it, its disgusting! A loving daughter could have turned up to help when both my husband and I were hospitalised with severe flu, an dcouldnt even summon up energy to fill a kettle! She didnt come.I could go on and on. I have to sadly accept I have been nothing more than a cash cow to her for years, and that she doesnt really care for me a jot. I am so blessed and lucky to have my darling new “adult Kids” from Iran, who shower us with love, hugs, kisses, and affection. I still have a vestige of love for my girls, but its a sad love, not a glad love.
GemXX
blueskies,
this seems complicated to me. It’s very hard to see it clearly from this far away.
I don’t understand how you could both be available and be such close friends but not committed lovers when you actually DID love him.
I suspect that you were acting as a veneer for him. He wanted to experience fatherhood and a wife without actually making the commitment. He knew you could be talked into that relationship and you were. Now he’s met someone that is going to provide him with something else to experience and he will do what he needs to (the minimal) to experience that.
So, step back from the emotional cookie jar, keep your composure, be graceful and generous. Then meet this woman and find out what she has to offer him. I get the feeling that this will not lead to marriage. But you should be keeping notes and watching his behavior just as you would if you were dating him. Because he will come back to you as a friend and this is an opportunity to see how he behaves in a “love” relationship.