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.)
p.s.
Being a Libra, I am the queen of the after thought. In case anyone is wondering, my father’s family is Gypsy from Spain (Granada) and Apache (US) and my mother’s family is Irish Northern Ireland and Native American.
When I say calm is strong I am remembering the men who operated as para military commanders in their pre peace days as examples of this. There were in their day, calculating, calm, and pointed. Can’t help but think of Clint Eastwood. I find that attitude is helpful to me as long as it does not involve violence!
Take Care, all.
Delta,
It has been proven medically that laughter balances the Ph in our bodies..
Keep up the good work you are doing!!! 🙂
Dear Steve,
Great article – some excellent thoughts. I especially like your use of “cowardly” vs “dignified”. Indeed.
At any rate, I often wax nostalgic for the good old days (the 18th century especially) when they still lived by the “gentlemanly code of honor” – and when people actually used terms like “rake” “scoundrel” “blackguard”, etc., to describe these types. Cultural moral relativism makes it especially easy for such people to commit their “crimes” (which are often crimes against “honor” rather than literal crimes) with relative impunity. And the fear of making “judgments” keeps them from being properly ostracised (as they should be -The Scarlet Letter be damned!).
There is no shame whatsoever in being violated by a dishonorable rogue. For that matter, I don’t even like the word “victim” because it has a connotation of “weakness” which is entirely out of place. However, living the life of a cringing, lying parasite without a shred of honor or nobility – now THAT is contemptible.
Moreover, the other nice thing about the “honor code” is that when the law failed to take effective action, one always had the option of walking up to the person, knocking the hat off his head and “demanding satisfaction.” (At which point, of course, he HAD to face you – pistols or sabres, inform my second by sundown – or be revealed for the coward that HE really is.) Ah, the good old days!
But I’m digressing…. Still, your point is right on. A life without honor and integrity is the greatest shame imaginable. And as long as we live by those standards in our own lives what cause is there for fear or embarrassment? On the contrary.
Dear AR –
Happy Birthday! (by the way) Another Libra, eh? – very nice. I hope you had a nice time and did something pleasant for yourself. (Mine wasn’t bad, though I’m no longer “thirtysomething” – hmmmm.)
Constantine – moral codes in any society are always relative to ones social caste/ class and gender, and the castes of the two parties interacting. I doubt that a person of ‘lower’ social caste could hope to draw on a person of a higher one…but I digress
The spath and I are or similar social class; a literal crime against my honor was committed; and I have no legal recourse as no crime against property was committed. If there were a code of honor that I could bring into play, I would drop kick that bitch into hell.
Dear Onestep,
Ha ha – you make a good point. But if there is an issue of “caste/class” at stake, I’ll be glad to knock his hat off for you! (I’m “shabby genteel” myself – which isn’t saying much – but I still have the right of the duel when applicable!)
And if that fails, well, then we’ll just take him into a nearby alley and “drop kick the bitch into hell.”
well, I am glad that you have experienced some mirth, even if it is at the expense of my misfortune. 🙂
team work does make everything more enjoyable doesn’t it!
the spath is a she, and i am sure would be welcomed back with open arms to her homeland.
Steve,
I’m pondering your article about this subject. How it is so easy to lie and dupe someone. I had my guard up a little because I saw signs of his other side and chose to ignore them. My thinking was that everyone makes mistakes and this man is professing his undying love to me so I should give him the benefit of doubt.
He could have easily just been an innocent partner (as he would have me believe) and I could have been the paranoid, untrusting one. I was passive aggressive and jealous and controlling and it kept getting worse. I thought these feelings would go away if I dealt with them and went to couseling. I am ashamed of how I acted and it actually fed into his crazy wife scenario.
I need to cut myself some slack for my faults because I did not deserve this. He fed me bs and I believed him. That wasn’t me, I did not force him to lie and betray me. I did not force him to look elsewhere for love and attention.
This is an ongoing battle inside of me, the guilt and empathy have to be pushed aside when dealing with the pathalogical liar. The parts of me that I am proud of will have to take a back seat until I get my adamant and have other traits that I can be equally proud of. Strength of character and perseverance in the face of diversity are traits that I’m working on. Showing my children a mother they can be proud of.
So cutting myself some slack is a work in progress. I had lunch yesterday with a friend from high school and she is very intuitive. She has worked at women’s shelters and has an alcoholic mother who was molested by an uncle. This friend said she saw my husband and knew there was something ‘off’ about him. He reminded her of her mom’s old boyfriend who ended up absuing her mom. My husband was too charming. These are her words. She has him pegged, I’m going to have her meet any future boyfriends. (way in the future) She can tell who is bad news and won’t put up with crap. I need some of her adamant!
Again, thanks all for letting me share here in cyberspace. It means a lot to me!
Dear Hope4joy,
While I think you think maybe that having someone else “meet” your new boyfriends might keep you safer than picking them out yourself, I think in the end we must NOT rely on others to make our decisions for us, but RELY ON ourselves to keep ourselves safe from the “bad guys”–be independent and trust OURSELVES.
Like setting boundaries, at first I would ask my son D “is that reasonable” and he would say yes it is, so I would set the boundary, because I was not sure, he was like training wheels, but now I set my own boundaries without consulting anyone, and I feel confident in doing so. I can run my own life. It feels good.
As far as having someone else check out my selection for a date—Nah, I’LL DO THAT FOR MYSELF because I TRUST MYSELF, the consequence of any mistakes are mine, so I will listen to MY GUT—my gut’s gettin’ smarter! I’m learning to trust it more than I trust ANYONE ELSE!
Oxy,
You are right about that, it has been a long process in trusting myself because I was told for so long that my perceptions were faulty. Like a broken watch, when you get it fixed you still are checking to make sure the time is right. How can you be sure it won’t break again and the time is wrong?
Also, I’m serving the papers after deer hunting because I don’t want anything to happen ‘accidentally’ to my son when he’s hunting with dear ‘ole dad.
I’m calling the said doctor who we went to for couples therapy and telling him that if anything happens to me or my family when spath is served, I am holding him personally responsible. He had all the clues in front of him, he just chose to believe spath and that it is my anxiety.
Bullocks!!! Not putting up with it ANYMORE!