A reader posted the following comment on Lovefraud’s Facebook page:
“This website helps me too, but now, as I venture into the world of dating again, I find that my past is terrible hindrance. So difficult. Any advice gratefully received. Just want to be happy.”
Many times I’ve been asked, “After what your con artist ex-husband did to you, can you ever trust again?” Yes I can. I do. I am remarried, and I am happier now than I’ve ever been, in fact, I’m much happier than I ever was before the sociopath.
So how do you climb out of the abyss of profound betrayal? How do you recover? How do you move forward, to the point where you can actually love again?
Here are some lessons I’ve learned along the way. Maybe they’ll help you.
1. The only way out of the pain is through it
It hurts. Once you finally realize that your entire relationship was a mirage, that there was no love, that the sociopath’s intention all along was to exploit you, the pain is shattering. And, to make matters worse, you feel like a complete idiot for falling for the lies, for allowing the sociopath to take advantage of you as long as he or she did. Not only were you conned, but you participated in being conned.
You are filled with disappointment, despair, anger and outrage. You are totally justified in feeling these emotions, but they’re really unpleasant. It’s so painful, and you just wish it would all just go away. You may feel so overwhelmed that you ask a doctor to “give you something.” But although antidepressants may help you cope in the beginning, when the shock is so raw, they don’t solve the problem, they just mask it.
So sooner or later, if you want to recover, you need to face the pain head on. You have to get the toxic emotions out of your body, or they will eat you up. But you can’t analyze yourself out of the pain. Emotion is physical, and it needs to be drained off physically.
The only real way to end the pain is to allow yourself to feel it. I spent many hours curled up on the floor, sunk into my grief. I screamed in rage. I envisioned my ex-husband’s face on a pillow, and punched it until I collapsed.
Whatever technique you use to drain the emotion, you’ll have to employ it more than once, because there isn’t just one disappointment or one betrayal. Sociopathic relationships create layers of them, so getting rid of the negative emotion is a process. As you release a layer, another one will rise to the surface.
Here’s the good news: Getting rid of the pain creates space within you to feel healthier emotions, like peace, happiness, gratitude and joy. The longer you travel down this path, the more the balance shifts. Your negative emotional state gradually transforms into a positive state.
I can’t tell you how long it will take—everybody is different. But eventually, you can get to the point where you’ve released the pain. You don’t forget what the sociopath did, but it just doesn’t affect you any more.
It’s best not to start dating until you’ve made good progress in dealing with the pain of the sociopath. If you try to meet someone while you’re still wounded, there’s a good chance that it will be another predator. He or she will seem to swoop in to rescue you, but the real agenda will be to take advantage of you—again.
Wait until you’re feeling better before trying to date again.
2. Learn the core lesson
Sociopaths set out to exploit you, and they are fully responsible for the pain that they cause. Still, there was something within you that made you susceptible to the sociopath’s charms and promises. Even when you felt misgivings, there was something that made you doubt yourself, listen to their explanations, give them another chance.
After this terrible betrayal, it’s time for you to figure out what that original vulnerability was and heal it.
You may realize that you’ve experienced betrayal before. Perhaps your parents or other family members were disordered, and you grew up believing that manipulation and emotional blackmail were normal. Perhaps you experienced psychological, physical or sexual abuse, and never really recovered from those wounds.
Or maybe your parents did the best they could, but you still absorbed damaging beliefs. In my case, for example, I grew up believing that I wasn’t good enough as I was; I had to earn love by being the “good girl” or getting all A’s in school. Where did that idea come from? Well, perhaps from my parents. And maybe that’s what they learned from their parents, who learned it from their parents. Mistaken ideas can be passed down from generation to generation.
It’s time to break the chain.
Often, when you honestly examine the pain inflicted by the sociopath, you find that it is directly connected to some earlier, more hidden emotional or psychological injury. And that’s when you may realize that you can draw value from the run-in with the sociopath. As you release the pain of betrayal, you can go deeper to release the pain of the original injury as well.
But it’s important to be gentle with yourself. You didn’t know about the deep injury, or to protect yourself, you pushed it out of your awareness. Now you need a shift in consciousness. Now it’s time for you to believe that you are worthy, you are lovable, and you deserve the true gift of life, which is joy and happiness.
When you fully embrace these beliefs, you’ll find your life experience matching them.
3. Trust your intuition
You may feel that after allowing yourself to become romantically involved with such a loser, you can’t trust yourself to choose a healthy relationship. When you first end the relationship, this is probably true. That’s why you shouldn’t date right away. It’s also why No Contact is so important—it gives you the time and space to psychologically disengage from the sociopath, so you can escape the fog of manipulation.
But as you travel the road to recovery, you’ll become more comfortable believing in yourself, and trusting yourself. After all, you probably knew something was wrong with the sociopath, or the relationship, very early on. Most people do. But you didn’t listen to your instincts, and continued the involvement until it turned into disaster.
Here is what you need to know: Your intuition is designed to protect you from predators. Your intuition is the best defense you have against exploiters. So if you ever have a bad feeling about someone, if you ever sense that something is off, pay attention.
Of course, sociopaths are really, really good at the game, so you may not pick up a warning right away. It may be weeks, or even months, before you see some WTF? behavior. But if you see that first hiccup, or become aware of that first little twinge of suspicion, tune into your own feelings. If you keep getting negative hits, act on your instincts and end the involvement.
Then, don’t be upset that you attracted another one. Be proud that you caught on so quickly, before too much damage was done. It’s a sign of your recovery.
The more you clear away the trauma, the better your intuition will work. Eventually, it will tell you that someone is right and good, and that it is safe to open your heart again.
And then, with all the healing work that you’ve done, you’ll be able to experience true, fulfilling love.
Donna:
Exactly. I have never needed a man to “complete” me. That is precisely why I have been alone for a long time.
Truthspeak:
I, too, have always liked the somewhat “bad boys,” but not because I felt like I wanted to change them, but because there was just more excitement there.
Louise, of course there must be ATTRACTION of some kind. Some mutual interest as well as some “spark” that makes them attractive. I can’t always “define” that thing that makes a man attractive to me. My husband was not at all handsome, he had a large nose, but he had something about him that made him attractive to just about every woman that met him, I have tried to define it really but I can’t except to say that he made YOU feel attractive and interesting. Of course we also had some mutual interests and that helped, and he had been a former business partner with my sperm donor, so he knew what I had gone through there…but we just enjoyed each other’s company, we never failed to find interesting conversation, and though he was generally thought by people who knew him to be a quiet person, with me he was a chatter box because we enjoyed bouncing ideas and things off each other…but we didn’t even have to be talking to enjoy each other’s company. My son used to laugh at us because we would be sitting side by side, him in his chair and me on the couch, both reading, but holding hands.
We also laughed a lot, and joked a lot and when he was gone I missed that so much. He was always proud of me and my accomplishments and anything I wanted to do he was more than willing to help me accomplish it if it was something that needed his help or cooperation. He had his airport in the “front yard” and I had my beef cattle herd and my oxen and we supported each others interests, but we also had our separate interests that each pursued which was good. We never had any jealousy between us. Regardless of his lack of physical attractiveness, he was probably the sexiest man I’ve ever known. After all, the biggest sex organ in the world is between our ears (it’s what we think!)
My mind and heart is definitely frazzled tonight…
The love of my life who broke up with me in a panic 11 years ago, wrote me a love confession in a way I never thought he’d ever gather the courage to admit. And now I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do with it.
He had commitment fear for years, didn’t want a long distance relationship (he’s from San Diego) and feared how deeply I had come to love him in such a short time in 2001, he feared how much I may have needed him and feared he could not give it to me and would hurt me.
We became friends again, by early 2002. My feelings never died or went away, but have been as deep as back then. I just learned not to expect or even desire anything from him anymore, other than friendship and platonic love.
A couple of months ago he contacted me. His life had gone down the train. He was depressed. In his despair he reached out for me, as a last line to find some inspiritian to rebuild his life again. We had 2-3 mails going to and fro, where he explained the pain and shame he was in, barely having a voice, will or even belief left to rebuild.
I communicated my thoughts on what had happened for him, my recent new learned lessons in life, and also my gratefulness for his existence, because at the very least it had sheltered my heart from falling harder for the spath. I told him that he ought to know that him being alive is important to me. That without him, some more light and hope and beauty would be lost from this world.
I hadn’t heard from him anymore since my birthday, beginning of March. Until I found an email from him as I got home from work today. It was sent about 5 mins after I went to bed last night. He confesses to have been googling for english teaching positions in my hometown to finally close the gap of physical distance, that over the years he’s been wondering more and more what chance he let slip through his fngers, that he’s perplexed at the inspiriation and passion I can bring just by this distant electronic communication when sharing our minds, and yet how dissatisfied he is by not being able to touch me any closer than the keys of the keyboard, and admits it’s a situation he created himself a long while ago. He declares his love and gratitude to be everlasting, that time is ours whatever happens, and that he loves me both in remembrance as well as picturing me as old as I can ever get to be.
And now I haven’t got a clue what to respond, what to feel, what to think, what to want… Yup, I love him as dearly as ever, but well the last few years I had not even dared to dream up him actually wanting to step into my life again. I’m not even sure it’s the right time in my life or his life to do anythng about it. pffffffffffffffffff
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cm2YyVZBL8U
I guess this song speaks for both our minds… I’ve been crying in shock over this the past half hour.
As for “minds” being the biggest sex organ… that’s exactly what it is between this man and for myself. For the past 12 years we’ve been an inspiration to each other through each other’s hard times, and just exchanging ideas over life, philosophical, feels like lovemaking.
Louise, my husband had plenty of excitement about him and we did a lot of fun things–fly airplanes and train oxen and border collies…we traveled and lived various places…and we had both traveled the world in earlier times. It doesn’t take a “bad boy’ to have plenty of excitement about him.
I don’t travel any more, can’t afford to, but I do “travel” by keeping up with things outside my little hole in the woods…books and DVDs and having interesting friends and going places in my head and on the internet. I have friends scattered all over the US and the world actually, so keeping up with them gets me out of my little hole in the woods as well.
I’m never bored as long as there is anything around to read or learn. A walk in the woods with my “wildflowers of Arkansas” book is a total exploration into the wilds, just as much fun as a safari to Africa. And I also have my memories of wild life in Africa, central and south America to fall back on.
ACK!!! The second exspath was not what I would consider physically attractive – he was “deeper” than that, I thought. He was a huge book-worm and seemed to read all of the time and “know” so many facts and so much history.
Along with the “bad boy” attractiveness, I have always, ALWAYS found intellectuals to be thrilling. Yeah, I know that sounds crazy, but “Big Bang Theory” has everything quirky that I’ve always found appealing.
Today, it’s appealing in a wistful way, but I have no delusions of my ability to choose wisely. I need myself more than I need anything else, right now. And, I need myself to heal and grow up. 😉
OxD, I cannot imagine what it must feel like to lose such a partner and companion – I reallly can’t. Bless your heart.
Truth, there is always one of a couple who dies first…and so one way or another we all lose our partners no matter how good the relationship is.
But time does heal and I can now remember the good times and will always have those with me. It’s not like “losing” a psychopath where you know that even the good times were FAKE. I think it really is more painful to lose the FAKE than the real because I don’t feel that my husband betrayed me by dying. The psychopathic now x BF betrayed me by having affairs with other women almost right under my nose….literally. My best friend and my son D and the BF went to a living history event in Colorado and danged if he didn’t have an affair out there while were were there with some woman he knew previously while we were there on vacation together. He even brought her into our camp one night “as a friend” of course, but looking back on it later I could see she acted like an “egg sucking dog” slinking around sneaky like. He might not have had a guilty conscience but I think SHE DID I think. LOL
This past March my son D went with some folks to the regional 5 state event which is 12 days and was in Texas. X BF goes to the regional events and so it was no surprise that D saw him there. One of my friends posted some crowd pix on face book and there was one of him sitting around and he LOOKED AWFUL. My son D said he looked horrible like his health was not good. He was a “secret” drinker I also found out, kept a bottle of vodka hidden under the seat of his truck, so I imagine he is not in the greatest health.
I am just glad that I found out what he was BEFORE I married him. He was looking for a new respectable wife to cheat on to replace the one who caught him and kicked his arse out. He kept a harem of various girlfriends that he had brief, but repeated affairs with….he liked married women too because they weren’t as likely to cause him trouble. After his wife kicked him out, one of his married GFs offered to leave her husband and marry him, but he said he “couldn’t break up a family”–I said to him “well you are screwing the man’s wife! How is that not “breaking up a family?” LOL
Darwinsmom,
you know the drill. Take it slow and keep your eyes WIDE open.
Nobody can fool you anymore. That is a given.
I’m concerned that this man has so much power over your emotions. Those are your emotions, don’t let him overpower them.
I’m not trying to be a wet blanket on your love for him. I know that it is real. I just want you to be grounded as you walk into this. Your expectations need to be tempered by what you’ve known about him in the past.
Also realize that if he moves to your country and he loses his mode of support, you will have to help him “stay afloat” until he gets on his feet.
Do you have any time off from work coming, where you could visit him for a while in San Diego? That would give you an opportunity to see if there is any potential before he shows up at your door step.
Remember, slow and stay in control of YOU.
Oxy:
Great posts about your relationship with your husband. I can’t imagine having a relationship like that and then losing it. I’m so sorry you had to endure that.
I know that they can be exciting without being a bad boy, but I sure haven’t found that magical combination yet and I’m not sure I ever will. I know it sounds self defeating, but we will see what God has planned for me. That’s what it all comes down to anyway, at least with me!
Sky,
For the moment I’m just being still and taking this all in, without any intention to reply for at least today. I don’t want to answer unless I feel more centered again.
He’s not gonna show up soon though, if at all.. he’s on his way to Mexico, or already there, to work as a tourleader and save up money, until at least the end of summer. He might be touring in Canada for the summer, and Mexico now.
I don’t think he expects an answer or plans from me even yet. He’s both saying that he’s discovering and realizing how profoundly he loves me and would wish for another chance, and for the first time is considering to actually move to my country, and yet at the same time saying to take my time and to keep on doing in my life what I’m doing now.
As for my time off from work… Today was my first day back to work from 2 weeks of Easter holiday… so not much of a chance soon, no money for a San Diego ticket, he won’t even be there, and last time I visited him in San Diego to see him was when we ended up breaking up. It’s not something I’ll easily do over again. June will be exam month. July I’ll be moving to the new apartment. August I’ll have to study for second trial exams. September I’ll start working again. There’s no time (or money) for me to hop on any airplane to wherever before fall holday around 1st of November.
I think I want those things done first (exams and moving) before making any other commitment. And I think it’s best he gets fully back on his two feet first. If time is really on our side, then taking this very slowly, without much of a change, other than that he has come out and confessed his undying love, and staying on our separate paths for the first few months seems the best solution for the both of us. What’s half a year on a dozen of years?