By Ox Drover
I got to thinking today about being stronger now than I was prior to the last experience with the psychopaths in my life ”¦ but when I really got to thinking about it, I realized I have actually always been as strong as I am now, I just didn’t know it or take advantage of it.
One of the reasons that humans are able to work horses, mules and oxen to pull heavy loads is because the beasts we use for our labor do not realize their strength. They don’t realize the absolute brute force power they have over us. We “control” them because they allow it.
Why do they allow it? The answer is because they are not aware of the strength and power that they have, so they allow us to take it from them and use it for our own benefit. We may “give back” something to them, like food and care for what they give us in the form of their obedience and labors, but the bottom line is that any time they realize that they have the power and strength to break away they could do it. Even if we were to abuse them, not feed them, they would still allow us to use their labor until they dropped over dead of starvation, because they don’t know any better. They don’t recognize that they don’t really “need” us to furnish feed, they could run away and find grass to fill their bellies and not labor for us. They just don’t know it. Even the fences I have around my farm are not strong enough to hold them if they really want through them, but merely “suggestions” for them to stay on this side of it. If they wanted through, the wire and posts would topple.
When we start training oxen, which are really nothing but baby calves (no special breed of animal just cattle), we are stronger than they are, and if necessary, we could wrestle them to the ground, and we also teach them that we are the “food gods” and that ALL GOOD things come from us, as well as some pretty painful ones if they do not conform to our alpha position in the “herd.” When you get right down to it, in many ways we (humans) control animals the way that psychopaths control their victims. The only difference is that I actually care about my animal’s welfare and am emotionally attached to them, whereas a psychopath really doesn’t care much about their victim’s welfare or health.
Intermittent reinforcement
In training animals, trainers use “intermittent reinforcement.” The psychologist B. F. Skinner wrote that this brings on a stronger “bond” with a given behavior than if you rewarded them every time they did the behavior. That’s why a “slot machine” will keep someone stuffing money into it, because gamblers are just sure that “NEXT time” it will give them the jackpot. Psychopaths also use the intermittent reward system with us, and we keep hoping that by doing what they want, the NEXT TIME we will get the “jackpot” reward from them.
We could rebel and tell them to take their intermittent rewards and shove them, that we are not going to knuckle down and be their victims, to “pull their plows” by going to work and giving them our money, but we don’t rebel against them. We are unaware that we have the strength and power to rebel, to stand up on our own. If we are earning the living and giving them the money, why do we need them? If s/he is earning the living and we are staying home taking care of the kids all the time, still, what do we need them for?
Power and strength
We have the power and strength to take care of ourselves if we will just recognize it, acknowledge it and then use it. One working parent, taking care of the children and still making a living and a home, is still a “better deal” for children than one good, nurturing parent who is stressed and depressed most or all of the time because of the drama and abuse from a psychopathic partner.
I really am no stronger today than I was back in the midst of the psychopathic chaos, when I was literally huddled on the floor in the fetal position, emotionally “sucking my thumb,” fearing I would be killed by my psychopathic stalkers any minute.
My psychopathic son doesn’t hate me any less, most of my other relatives are no more supportive than they were back then, but I feel stronger. I feel safer. I feel better, because I recognize that I am strong enough to protect myself as much as anyone can. I can live a good life, a happy life, a healthy life, and take control of my own life. I don’t have to give that control and strength and power to anyone.
I can reward and reinforce my own good behavior, I can exercise my power, my strength and my autonomy to be what I want to be, to be the best that I can make myself.
Dear Robx,
Of course I get it! I’ve LIVED IT! With my whole freaking family! LOL
Yes, knowing we are NOT ALONE and that someone else DOES GET IT does make us want to cry because we have let the gaslighting and reality twisting make us INSANE FOR SO LONG!
I finally learned that I can validate myself. Validate my own reality.
Yet, just yesterday, I allowed my egg donor to MANIPULATE ME AGAIN! DUH!!!!! Boink myself on top of my head with the CAST IRON SKILLET! No matter how we KNOW and how strong we are, sometimes we SLIP DOWN and fall for it again—either from the same psychopath or another manipulator. DUH! But, I don’t STAY down….not now! I GET BACK UP again and keep on the healing path, learning from the slips and learning from the successes.
About a month or six weeks ago I went to visit my “best friend” in Texas and this woman had been my “best friend” for 30+ years and I loved her like a sister—and while I was there her husband (who is a drunk) and I got “into” it and I came home….haven’t heard a word from her since….and it hurt, frankly. But in going back over this relationship, I realized that there had been some rocky spots in it where I had not set boundaries with her…and right now I realize that she is having some severe depression and marital problems and she is not handling them well at all. She has a NON-marriage and a NON-divorce and there isn’t going to be a divorce OR a marriage, just the continuation of this dysfunctional relationshit she has with her alcoholic husband and they will essentially live in separate houses, him at their cabin and her at the house in town, and both be unhappily married forever! That depression and her unwillingness to deal with HER problems is what is making her so unhappy and in her unhappiness she is snarky to me. Well, sorry, but that ISN’T WORKING FOR ME. I actually don’t think it’s working for her either, but that’s NOT MY PROBLEM and she is not interested in discussing it—I tried that too. Didn’t work. I tried walking on eggshells and that didn’t work either, so guess my best bet is to BACK OFF and let her solve her problems and not try to make them my problems.
It was her husband’s territory, and since he didn’t want me in his territory, and growled, I left his territory and went back to mine. Since she also apparently was cranky I don’t think my presence is required where I’m not 100% welcome.
Dear Seagirl,
Welcome to LF. Sorry you lost money to a con man, but I think you are better off NOT talking to him, and as far as you being “jealous” of your friend who met someone later and is now happy, I can also understand that…I won’t tell you I think it is a good emotion for you to feel, but emotions are REAL whether they are good or bad, helpful or harmful, they just ARE. However, as we heal ourselves, we realize that what someone else has or does not have—more or less than we do—makes any difference in this world. What IS just IS and what someone else has doesn’t make ours less or more.
You lost money to him, that’s a fact. She lost money to him, that’s a fact. He isn’t going to pay either one of you back–that’s a fact too (I will be willing to bet anyway!) She found another BF and is happy with her new relationship, you dont’ have a relationship in which you are happy, so by comparing yourself to the EXTERNAL HER you think you have less than she does and you think that’s not FAIR. REALITY CHECK: Life is NOT fair. I am short and fat and 64, you are not short, fat and 64, therefore life ain’t fair. NOT! Life just IS. Some people are tall, some short, some thin, some fat, some smart, some dumb,, some hearing, some deaf, some seeing, some blind, some healthy some born horribly deformed with an early death genetic problem, or a cancer diagnosis….some born to rich parents, some to poor, some to psychopathic parents who abuse them, and some to loving and nurturing parents. That’s life. Make the best of what you are given. I’m not going to get 22 million $$$ a year NFL football or a repeatedly “get out of jail free card” because I am LiLo.
My guess is that if you teach at a deaf school, you already KNOW HOW TO MAKE THE BEST OUT OF WHAT YOU ARE GIVEN. So, my advice is to just read here and learn, look at some of the books that are reviewed here and available, and learn as much as you can about psychopaths. It starts out about our learning about them as a part of the healing process and then ends up with learning about ourselves and why we were vulnerable to the psychopaths in the first place. I’ve learned a lot about myself and am learning about how to protect myself in the future from the NEXT psychopath that tries to target me!
Again, welcome to LF! It’s a good place to learn and to have support while you heal from the betrayals of the psychopaths. God bless.
Dear Roxybabe,
Your story about the spath getting you a dog for Xmas because he wanted it reminds me of something right out of the Simpsons. Homer bought Marge a bowling ball for her birthday with the name HOMER written on it. Never mind that Marge didn’t bowl. She was really mad. But then she got even. She took her ball (named Homer lol) to get bowling lessons with a sexy bowling instructor named Jacques. Homer was insanely jealous! I agree with Skylar, that you should take your dog out for walks and have it be a conversation starter with other guys. lol!
I’ve already have stomachache because i’ll see the monster tomorrow and Tuesday. What a repugnance i feel. What a moral repugnance that attacks my stomach. Que asco. I feel nauseas. I think any day i’ll vomit literally.
Babe!
I third that! Just a heads up, men looooooove boxers lol! Well, you know what I mean 🙂
LL
Eva,
Just imagine your LF family standing right next to you supporting you. You can get through it. And if not, we’ll hold the barf bag!
Thanks LF family! What a nice gesture, Star. 🙂
¡Ay! ¡que asco de hombre-monstruo!
Star
ROFLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, you can count me out with the barf bag lol!
I have a vomit aversion 🙂
LL
LL: LMAO This is, you know, the internet where we can imagine anything! We don’t have to actually do it! LOL
Eva, just remember that you are on your way to a better life, and these next few days are just a blip on your radar screen compared to the rest of your life. Think good thoughts about your future, and you will get through this!
Eva,
I get nauseous just thinking about my spath!
But Star is right, compared to your life and its betterment WITHOUT him, it’s gonna be a breeze! THINK POSITIVE THOUGHTS!
Star can hold out the barf bag. I”ll just think the good thoughts from here 🙂
LL