Forgiving oneself for making bad choices is never easy, and I know there are authors and posters on LF who are true experts in the area of self-forgiveness. But let me come at this from an angle slightly different than my usual Lovefraud fare.
It’s often just plain hard to bust a flat-out liar and deceiver. And it’s often suprisingly easy to effectively flat-out lie and deceive. Let me say this again: it’s pretty easy to live a life of deception, making it no big accomplishment to deceive the brightest, most astute, most sensitive people.
Lying and deceiving, and doing them well, even over long, extended periods of time, duping anyone and everyone in the process—again, my point is that it’s not nearly as hard to do as we might tend to think, and so it’s really nothing for the exploiter, however slick or not he may be, to feel especially proud to be so good at. Because fraud, and deception, just aren’t that hard to perpetrate.
And the converse is more important—it’s often really easy to be victimized by liars and deceivers, again highlighting how relatively undifficult it is to lie and deceive effectively, and NOT how dumb one is to fall for the lies and deception.
The truth is that few, if any, of us were raised to enter relationships vigilant for exploiters and imposters; not one of us, I suspect, ever took a formal course in how to identify exploiters and other sundry disguised frauds in the context of “intimate” relationships.
This just isn’t something any of us goes to school for; it’s not something any of us expects to experience; and so, reasonably, we think we have much better things to do with our limited time than to strive to become experts at imposter-busting.
Seriously, how many of us really want to spend our precious little time in this short life in the paranoid, depressing undertaking to become, if it’s even theoretically possible, skilled at unmasking exploiters?
Sure, there are professions one can enter if this is one’s bag—to bust imposters. But marriage and intimate relationships are not “professions.” We assume, with statistical support behind us, that it’s unlikely that the individual we’ll become (or have become) involved with is likely to be a pathological liar and deceiver.
Of course we know anything’s possible, but it’s still, statistically, a low enough risk not to compel our constant vigilance, anymore than the risk of contracting relatively rare forms of malignant cancers should necessarily compel our vigilance and dread.
Now some pathological liars may be excellent at their exploitation skills, but more often than not they are just good enough exploiters to perpetrate fraud successfully for the reasons I’ve suggested.
Does this abdicate us of our duty to heed signs that may, sometimes, be discernable? Of course not. As I’ve written in prior Lovefraud articles, we want to give ourselves the best chance possible, against odds already stacked against us, to bust deceivers and imposters. And as I’ve written elsewhere, sometimes those signs are present, because many exploiters are really not so good at disguising signs of their venality, and some of them are, in fact, really pretty bad; and sometimes, for many possible reasons, we do a poor, ineffectual job at recognizing and heeding those signs.
But it’s also true (and it’s the emphasis of this article) that often these signs are not present, or not obviously present enough to overcome the basic (and I would argue, healthy) state of trust with which we enter intimate relationships. Because again I note: for understandable reasons, we simply don’t enter these relationships naturally suspicious of, or vigilant for, corruption in our partners.
We simply aren’t on the lookout to be exploited, and for this reason, as I’ve suggested repeatedly, this gives the exploiter an enormous edge for, by definition, he is preying on the least suspicious of his potential victims—those who love him.
Consequently this makes him ultimately cowardly, incredibly cowardly, not his victims foolish or gullible. Let me say this again—this makes the exploiter incredibly cowardly because, among other things, he is preying not on gullible fools (as he may perceive, contemptuously, his victims to be), but rather on those who have entered into a relationship with him on a natural, healthy pretext of trust (thereby making them the least challenging, the easiest, victims to defraud).
This reminds me of the bonding exercise in which one partner, demonstrating trust in the other, agrees to fall backwards in the faith that the receiving partner will catch and protect her. This isn’t gullibility at work but rather natural trust and faith she is risking that her partner will catch her, and not let her fall and injure herself. The exploiter in this analogy as if goads his partner into falling backwards and then, instead of catching her, as she should reasonably expect he will, he lets her drop and so injures her badly. And she, the victim of his deception, is left to feel shocked, betrayed and wounded.
Staying with this analogy, she, the victim, may not discover how treacherously her partner has let her fall this until much later, as the horror of his history of lies and deception begin, shockingly, to emerge.
And so I suggest to all who have been betrayed and exploited by perpetrators of fraud, especially (but not exclusively) in the context of an intimate commitment, I say to you, cut yourselves some slack, some serious slack. You are not naïve. You are not gullible.
We live in a world which makes it relatively easy for exploitive personalities to injure others. If we were all paranoid, living in a paranoid mindset, this might limit our risk of exploitation; but most of us, thankfully, are not paranoid. We are not living in a mindset of vigilance to be screwed-over by others, especially those we rightfully deem least likely to hurt us.
This confers the advantage to (and all shame on) the exploiter—and should leave his victims comfortable in their ultimate dignity and innocence.
(This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
DEarSilvermoon,
My friends brought over a basket full of the high priced salt substitutes for me to try (Seriously that many!!) I am working on them and getting on the net and figuring out what I can make that all son D has to do is add saLt to.
Canned veggies have a LOT of salt in them, so will have to go back to the gardening business next summer,, at least tomatoes, but in the meantime I’ll go to SAM’s Club in Little Rock and stock up on frozen veggies, and get a 50 pound bag of onions (I chop them and freeze them in 2 cup amounts for cooking.) and green and red peppers too. Some stuff doesn’t freeze well but I can dry it, so just have a lot to learn about my new “diet”—-yea, it is a DIE-T now, do it or die, but I’m DOING it, just like the quitting smoking, I’m DOING it and NO going back, though I have given my self ONE DAY A MONTH to eat what I want so since my blood sugar seems to be doing okay, I don’t figure that one day will hurt me and it is a motivator.
When Son C was little he had to have goat milk and was on the Fiengold diet for hyperactivity and it WORKED, but was a booger to do. ALMOST NO processed foods, and no cow milk (goat milk) and only way to get goat milk in those days was squeeze goat teats, so we did. It made a big difference in how he felt and how he acted. Basically was no artificial colors or artificial flavors. So had to make mayo from scratch and ketchup, pickles and lots of other staple things. He was pretty good about sticking to the diet to because it made him feel better. Some research shows recently that the diet does work well on a pretty good sized subset of kids who are ADHD, but not on all of them. It was worth it.
I figure if I can work that diet out I can do this one too. I may b1atch about it a lot, but I’ll stick to it. if you want to see if you like the site, the site I am using is http://www.fatsecret.com I’m Ox Drover there too. So sign up and be my dieting buddy!!! The only group I’m on there is the diabetic one.
I think I’m going to turn in it is midnight 30 now and we cut down two BIG trees in the yard today that were leaning over my house, still have to trim up the logs for wood and haul most of the brush off but at least the next big wind won’t crash it through my roof on top of my bed!
G’nite folks! Sleep well!
Gem – I wrote you a long post yesterday and then i lost it. Your apology is accepted. I understand, and on some level I understood then also, that you were hiding in some way, and were protecting beliefs that weren’t serving you well. Good for you for letting go of the ‘rules’ of who you are ‘supposed to be’.
It did make very wary of you, and I stood way back. But maybe that can change now. 😉
Thanks One,you know Im sorry, I was still in the FOG. Getting out of it now, and I can see clearer!
Its like another barrier has come crashin g down. Thank God!!
Love, gemXX
I found my posts! I couldn’t remember where I posted them on this site.
Shabbychic and Hens: Yes it changes who we are, hey?
Ox Drover: I too had a religious background and it says we don’t have to get railroaded and abused. Thumbs up
That John chatted with me on Facebook last night. He responded after I posted my sympathy for him grieving the one year annversary of his wife’s death.
I was going to be nice,
But then he wrote that he really liked me.
This pissed me off.
I typed that he didn’t like me. He constantly nit-picked and complained about me.
He replied and asked what he said? I typed “why do you walk so fast? Why did you run out of there? You ran through the store! Why are you nervous? Do I make you nervous? You sure are NERVOUS! You have a hole in your pants. Why do you have a blue toenail? And this is just for starters.
I typed that he was ok when we were around other people, but when it was the two of us; he was focused and obsessed with me.
He typed that he has OCB.
I asked what that is. I thought he was typing internet shorthand.
He then typed he has OCD. And he explained what that is.
I typed he doesn’t have OCD. He is looking at me with his hormones. He doesn’t like me as a person.
I also wrote he needs to listen to this cause women run the second they see his picture. He told me this. So he has gotta work with his personality….. yeah personality….
He hung up on me before I got it typed.
smile!
He looks like a smiling Boodah.
Stand in front of a mirror. Place the palms of your hands on your cheeks and press hard. Then smile. This is how John looks.
Dear Jeannie,
NO CONTACT is going to be the best bet. As long as you are in contact with them on FB, text, e mail, phone or whatever, it is a CONTINUATION OF THE GAME.
He can’t even spell “OCD”–so how the hell does he know what it means? LOL ROTFLMAO
Thank you everyone for listening.
Damaged goods!
That’s how they make you feel. We all have some kind of issues BUT when an spath has done their damage to us….. WOW we really have ISSUES!
I’m new here and reading alot and relating alot. They drive us crazy. I feel permanetly damaged. I just want the old me back. sometimes I think once they bring you to the “egde of the ledge” that you will never be able to go back completely to your old self. I remember yelling during fighting with spath “you are killing me, I feel dead, you are taking me away from me” I need to save myself from you.
Just getting away from him didn’t do it like I thought it would. It is a true rebirth of self, becuase were killed emotionaly and mentally and endured physical abuse as well.
I was talking with a neighbor last, she is a victim of the “mask” too. I ran on negative energy for so long (anxiety, raw nerves, adrenaline) That I want to get back to running on positive energy once again. Having pride in “self” and accomplishments and waking up with a smile on my face. I guess I will refer to this transfer of energy to the crossover. I can’t get to the crossover yet. I feel like a dog chasing it’s tail running in circles until exhaustion sets in and the dog collapses. Anybody got a doggie treat to throw to the dog, so it quits running in circles?
Thanks!
soimnotthecrazee1!
LOLLOL@....... Oxy! You are so right… how does he know what it is , if he can’t spell it!
soimnotthecrazee1,
I feel exactly the same as you do…I have yelled all of those same things…”you are destroying me and you don’t even care” “I am empty” “I don’t even know who I am anymore” “I forget who I used to be” “You have drained the life out of me” “why are you doing this to me?” “how can you lie like this?” All of it…from reading here they all make us feel the same way. I think it will be a little easier to get back to “ourselves” though since we have this forum and are learning that it was not just us and that everyone that has dealt with a spath feels the same way…we were duped and that is the hardest part to accept…that it was all a lie…he was a fictional character…none of it was real..he never loved me. Before I met him I used to be somewhat OCD about organizing and things like that..everything was filed, bills were paid on time, I took that OCD and instead of fixating it on keeping my own life in order, I spent every waking minute feeling anxious and sick and hopeful that he would be for real “this time.”…I let my life fall apart because all I was doing was continuously thinking about him..trying to find out stuff about him on facebook, checking up on him, and thinking…what is he doing? where is he at? who is he with? is he lying? is he going to show up? Now that he is almost…and I say almost…out of my life completely (still get some lovebombing text messages here and there but I know they are all lies)…I am slowly starting to get a little more back to normal everyday. Everytime he would come back to me….I would think that there was no way possible that he would do the same thing to me again and I believed him..but he did. over and over. Enough is enough. I ran on negative energy the entire relationship except for the first few months before he started doing the nasty stuff that spaths do. I am not to the crossover yet either…but I think I am getting a little better everyday. Although I miss who I thought he was, the guy who never really existed, I am not continuously stressed pacing back and forth in my kitchen and sick with an upset stomach everyday anymore. And…I hope that I will someday find the guy I thought he was in someone else who is not a spath 🙂 My mom tells me that she feels like her daughter is coming back because she had even told me that before it was like I was gone and that the life had been drained out of me and she was right. One day at a time..one step at a time. 🙂 I still feel a bit like damaged goods…but not as bad as it was before…I know now that even though I feel damaged I am not the truly the damaged one…he is. I wish we could delete people from our thoughts as easily as we can delete them from our friend lists on facebook lol.
Another thing i have noticed is that i don’t clearly remember a lot of things that happened or things that I did during that time except for all the craziness that had to do with him. I was able to make myself function and do things and get through the day…but I was never able to fully concentrate on what I was doing b/c he was always on my mind…I don’t know really how I managed to do my job and not make a million mistakes. He was first in my life..everything else was 2nd. It was almost like I was a zombie who was somehow managing to function and do things right but I wasn’t really there…i wonder how I appeared to other people. They probably thought I was a loon. idk…it is so hard to explain. Doing much better now 🙂
brokenpieces,
Everything that you described (being shaky, on edge, feeling sick to my stomach, etc.), I experienced too. A telling moment for me, cluing me in to the fact that the h-spath was abnormal, I said to him one day, “doesn’t it bother you that you’ve ruined my life?” and he said, “no, it’s the way you talk to me.” That is NOT a normal response – who would want to ruin anyone’s life, especially the person you’re married to? I am CONVINCED that these people are nuts.