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.)
Eden,
I wish I could say that is true for me, but in some ways, it IS true for me. Days for me are the hard too, but for different reasons. At night, I can relax just a little more. The end of the day, no worries about being at home, no fears about going to the store and running into him or any reminders of him.
It’s safe here at home………at night……..and now my thoughts in trying to go over the day, the past are slowly turning into visions of dreams for the future…….but there is no evil to be encountered in that process.
IT’s when I step outside of my safety net that evil lurks. I’m not prepared.
Val, LOTS of things to process……….one step at at time. It’s hard. I completely understand. I really do. It’s overwhelming…
RB
EB
ROFLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What would this place be without your endless humor? 🙂
RAB:
Well…..proly more on tract!
🙂
If we don’t laugh…..we cry! I choose LAUGH.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH.
Although….a good tear now and again is also healing.
Gotta go blow the driveway now….SHIT….SNOW!
((((HUGS))))
RB, I’m with you – I want it to be DONE!!!
Eden, thanks for letting us know it will get better.
We’ve had good weather lately and in those moments when I’m outside it almost feels like “normal” – tiny bits of happiness, peace, hope, something other than the awfulness of his “reality”. I need to be outside more, sun on my face, breeze in my hair…
Roses,
you know what? I think – not sure – that MAY be a red flag.
Every spath I’ve ever known is in the middle of a remodeling project for about a decade or more.
One woman I knew, was 8 months pregnant and doing her dishes in the bath-fucking-tub!! That was 25 years ago, when I was as dumb as a rock, but I’ll never forget it. She was a professional woman, not a trashy person, college educated and working white collar, but she confided that her husband had demolished the kitchen and for months she was washing dishes in the bathtub. If only I had known then what I know now!
BTW, the reason I said, “not a trashy person”, is because at the same time, I knew a group of motorcycle gang members and sometimes went to their house (yes, I AM an eclectic type person). They were in the process of remodelling for God-knows how many years! I now see this as a red flag.
Edit:
Are they ALL good at carpentry and building stuff??? Seems like this could be a red flag too.
Question: how many of your spaths were into building or welding or other types of construction?
Bloomin Rose – Your above post you say you want to be through with this relationshit you want to be done, your tired of feeling this way.. you just want it to be over and done – gone – nada…_Ok but it aint gonna happen.. This is where I was 2 years ago – stuck in the pain – so fing ready for it to be over, so ready to forget and move on – why oh why did he stay in my mind 24/7? Why? I think I was selfish – I did not want to look at myself and my responsibility in the relationship. I was wanting the easy button.. Surely when I awake in the morning he wont be my first thought? Well I did get to the point where he is not there first thing in the morning or with me 24/7…nothing we can do will change the past – it happened for a reason….
sky Carpenters and construction worker’s? Red Flags? lmao that would be a green flag – that means they have a skills, they are employed. And wearing boot’s :)…
Hens
I love that you’re here. You’re sensible.
But I keep having to remind you that I’m not as far as you are in the process. I just vent how I feel. So to give you a clue here, I understand my responsibility in all of this, what I did, what I neglected to do.
But if I don’t understand HOW it happened, HOW he was able to do this, the NATURE of HOW it happened and being able to embrace what he was, and focusing on myself as SOLELY at fault here, I’d rather off myself.
There IS a reason. But I haven’t figured out what it is yet.
I realize that a newbie such as myself can be frustrating.
But dont’ give up on me yet.
Just let me process it. One of the things my therapist told me to do was do whatever works for you RIGHT NOW to stay in the NOW. This is what works. I need to understand what happened and HOW it happened…………..he AND me.
RB
I know.. I am not trying to rush you – I am not frustrated with you. I am trying to help. I had to go through this to ya know. I am not a bully. I want you to get better. I want you to realize so many of your questions have no answers, so much of your energy is a futile attempt to believe the unbelievable. I wish I could write what I feel, I just cant.
Sky
I think that the “remodeling” and “building” projects (this could also well apply to “musical endeavors”), is significant if not for ONE reason………….they are RARELY completed and if a spath DOES complete it, it’s shotty work. ExP was in construction. He also had a BEAUTIFUL (literally and I mean it) singing voice.
Two things:
1. Never completes a project and/or does shotty work, and/or doesn’t maintain the INTEREST for very long. Two years max. And even that’s a stretch.
2. Part of the fragmented personality is that there are endless hopes, dreams, plans that NEVER come to fruition. If they have ANY “talents” or “Gifts” they undermine them or squander them after a short time. They are UNABLE, due to boredom, to complete a task.
Yes, that IS a red flag waving in the wind, but not one I would have readily seen above the others. I think this is something about spaths that is only observable over a period of time and close intimate contact. Their FRAGMENTED personalities DO NOT EVOLVE into creations above a five year old with finger painting gifts, Sky. Even if they possess a gift or talent. Wasted time, wasted potential.
My ex P was a BRILLIANTLY talented man. He did nothing about it. He SABOTAGED HIS PERSONAL GOD GIVEN GIFTS. There was an IQ test given to him and he tested out at genius level. Amazing. He’s a drug addicted, massive alcoholic, working at a Jiffy Lube where I live.
EXPOS is in management for a government entity. He claims to work so hard. He DOES know his shit in that business, but he LIES to his clients about the rules of the program, has very poor impulse control (drinks on the job when he knows it’s a no no), had an affair with a client (me) for nine years under everyone’s noses, had an employee that he claimed to be a friend, forced to leave her job because she became very ill and was unable to perform her duties any longer. He TORTURED HER. There was also an allegation early on in his career before wife two came along, that he solicited sex from a client in exchange for housing payments. This was documented, however it was inconclusive. But with all I know of him now, I’d not be surprised..
He is musically talented and gifted as well. He does NOTHING about it. Lost interest in all of it and plays only in a methodical, just get by kind of way. He thinks he can sing, but he sucks at it. That hasn’t stopped him from calling his love bombs like he did me and singing songs to them over the phone or during sex during the honeymoon cycle. EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!
What I overlooked is incomprehensible. The things I saw as of power or admiration were only surface dirt, because the MEANING behind any of those things was absent.
Sky, I think this is a red flag that is easilly overlooked.
Lots of folks get interested in something, a hobby, a job and bail when they want to do something different…….
But with a spath, it’s quite different. it’s FRAGMENTED….
And I think that’s the best way to describe this man and all his “projects” or gifts. FRAGMENTED………….it sets the course for all of his relationshits too. Too bad we don’t have a crystal ball to be able to see that early on, huh?
Only after the fact.
RB