Editor’s note: The following article refers to spiritual concepts. Please read Lovefraud’s statement on Spiritual Recovery.
Lovefraud recently received the following e-mail from a reader who posts as “lostgirl.”
I fell hopelessly in love with (read as I would have given him my real heart and died for him) a sociopath/psychopath.
Skip the details.
I am four years divorced.
There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t grieve the loss of the relationship I thought I had. I cognitively know that the person I married was not who I thought he was and I even believe I know how he came to be. Unfortunately, I have never felt anger, only sadness for what I viewed as the person he could have been that was taken from him long ago. I see him as an addict and myself as having been addicted to him.
Somehow, now, I still cannot move on. I have been through many short relationships, all ended well for me and usually I ended the relationship when I noticed red flags, the ones I kept close at heart. Again, I am in a new relationship and experiencing all the anxiety all over again (each new relationship triggers this). Including nightmares of the ex-sociopath and agonizing over how to know when someone is genuine. Good words are empty and promises of future fall on my deaf ears because I was disheartened so gravely before.
I have become cold and detached. I feel less emotion for every single thing in my life than at any time ever. All things I own, animals, family, I feel as though I am in a stage of suspended life, I cannot bond. I take care of my animals, I take care of my parents, nothing I own feels as if it’s mine, only borrowed, including relationships. I feel fake and alone.
I truly liked the person I met that I am in a relationship with now, but as with all the others after a short time (three months), I begin to feel less and look critically at their words and life as if I am subconsciously talking myself out of taking the risk of succeeding because of the pool of “thought I had’s” that live inside my head.
I know that a good relationship takes time to grow. How can I give myself the time to grow a relationship when I am so busy still flashing back to a relationship that was agony? He compliments me and I toss it aside. He talks about his life and experiences and I’m trying to assemble timeframes in my head to make sure he isn’t lying to me. It’s as if I’m trying to analyze my way in to a sincere relationship by slicing and dicing all the input/information I’m given. In the meantime I’ve dehumanized the relationship in my head and nearly severed any chance at bonding.
I have read post after post from people and articles all over the internet. What I haven’t found is any truly helpful advice for someone like me.
I fear I have lost the ability to connect permanently because I cannot logically define what is not deceitful at the moment it occurs. What is unselfish, I look for selfishness in. All good is lost because I have become obsessed with what is wrong with what is right.
How do I get back to identifying reality and trusting when it is proper? I feel that my mind was raped and I have lost the ability to connect on any level with anyone. I feel like a shell and I can see through everyone in my life, it would be so easy to be just like him (the ex) but I am not driven to “want” like he did. I see the holes in people and it is so easy for me to identify what is exploitable.
I hate this person I’ve become. I want to climb out of the shell and return to who I was before I fell in “love.”
Help I’m lost.
Realm of Numb
A very wise spiritual counselor once said that unresolved anger becomes rage, and unresolved rage becomes numbness. I think that’s what has happened to Lostgirl—she has moved into the Realm of Numb.
She was so in love with the sociopath that she would have died for him. In effect, that is what she did. Her life spark is gone. She no longer finds joy in her family and animals. She looks for deception in new relationships. She no longer trusts herself to know when she can trust another human being.
The Realm of Numb isn’t a place of pain. It’s a place of emptiness, of nothingness, of void. And it’s a place where none of us should be.
But how do we escape? How do we leave behind the feeling of fakeness, and recover the feeling of authenticity?
Search for meaning
One of the books that Lovefraud recommends to everyone who has experienced the trauma of a sociopath is The Betrayal Bond, by Patrick J. Carnes, Ph.D. The book explains the circumstances that can cause us to form traumatic bonds with an abuser, and provides exercises to help readers unravel those bonds.
When I read the book, I highlighted only one sentence that Carnes wrote, and this is it:
My experience with survivors of trauma is that every journey of recovery depends on the survivor coming to a point where all that person has gone through means something.
This is the key. This is how we truly recover. There is always meaning in what has happened to us, although it can be difficult to find. In fact, that’s what makes the destructive relationships with sociopaths so excruciatingly painful—we can’t figure out why they happened. We did nothing to deserve the betrayal. Our intentions were honorable. So why did this happen to us?
Answers in the past
For many of us, the answer lies in our past. If we’ve experienced an abusive relationship, and were not able to recover, we are primed for another abusive relationship. The problem is even more insidious if we were abused as children, because our whole idea of what is “normal” in a relationship is terribly skewed.
But issues of the past need not be as overtly damaging as abuse. Perhaps our childhoods were basically okay, but we’ve always felt somewhat insignificant, or undeserving of love. We may have had “good enough” parenting, but our parents focused on achievement, and we grew up believing that we were loved for what we could do, not for who we are. Beliefs like these, even when they’re unconscious, can create vulnerabilities for sociopaths to exploit.
It’s also possible that there is a deep spiritual reason for becoming involved with a sociopath. This is what happened to me. I believe that we all come into this life with lessons to learn, and sometimes the lessons are painful. I discuss this more thoroughly in another blog article, Why did this happen to me?
Some people may not be comfortable with the idea of searching for the meaning of the entanglement with a sociopath. It may feel easier to think we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and ran into the wrong person. We just want to brush the encounter aside.
I think this attitude is only a band-aid, and sooner or later, if we don’t find the root cause, we’ll repeat experience. There is meaning, and discovering it leads to healing.
Research, therapy, introspection
So how do we do this? How do we find meaning in what may appear to be a random victimization?
Here’s an important point: True healing doesn’t just happen by itself. True healing requires personal effort.
The first step is to be willing to look for the meaning. Sometimes this, in itself, is difficult. We may be afraid of the painful memories. We may have tried to shove the experience into the past. We may be afraid that if we start crying, we’ll never stop. By being willing, we face these fears, and we may discover, to our surprise, that we can overcome them.
The actual process of finding meaning will probably involve some combination of research, therapy and introspection.
Research: This means educating ourselves not only about the sociopathic disorder, but also about the characteristics and attitudes of a whole, healthy person. We need to understand what we’ve been through, and what we want to become.
Therapy: By therapy, I mean seeking support from other human beings. This could mean working with a therapist or counselor. Or, it may simply be seeking the advice of an understanding, trusted friend, or other members of Lovefraud.
Introspection: Somewhere, deep within us, we know the answers. If we can quiet our minds, with meditation or just sitting in stillness, information will bubble up into our awareness. We may become aware of the mistaken, limiting beliefs that we didn’t know we had. We may receive intuitive guidance about what we should do. If we allow ourselves to seek the truth within, we will find it.
Emotional experience
We cannot expect the process of finding meaning to be simply an intellectual exercise. The bottom line is, we are in pain, pain that may be so entrenched that it has become numbness.
Pain is emotional. The release of pain is also emotional. Therefore, the search for meaning is an emotional experience. The meaning may be buried under anger, hatred, disappointment and fear, and we need to plow through all those emotions in order to find it. And this isn’t a one-time event. We may release anger, only to find more rise up to take its place. This may happen again, and again, and again. The truth is, we are all walking around in pools of pain, and draining the pools takes time.
The expression of these emotions is not pretty, and many people may not have the strength to be with us as we do it. I found that I could only do it with my therapist, or alone. So I sat in my spare room, which I call the meditation room, crying, pounding pillows in rage, and recording my rants in my journal.
But once we release the emotions, they’re gone, leaving room within us to fill with other emotions—like hope, love and joy.
To Lostgirl
Lostgirl, here is what I want you to know: You were betrayed by a sociopath. This is an experience that happened to you. It is not who you are. You are you; the experience is the experience. Do not confuse the two.
There is a meaning for the experience, and it will help you to discover it. This will require effort and commitment on your part. Take the steps. Make a commitment to yourself, to your own growth and happiness. What better commitment could you make?
Find the meaning. But don’t go on a self-help expedition to the exclusion of all else. Here’s a secret: When you focus on any joy in your life, no matter how small, and feel gratitude for the joy, you create an internal energy that attracts more joy.
Healing our hearts is always the answer. To heal, unearth the pain, and replace it with joy. The process may take time, but eventually the life spark will return, brighter than it ever was.
Fta thank you everbody has been so helpful and understanding and I appreciate it so much. This is a new discovery for me. Step one is acceptance but I just can’t seem to get it thru my thick head that he is actually a sociopath. Ugh. Donna has also been a great help. So thanks again everyone.
Skylar – A lot of the reading I’ve done about people in abusive relationships says that the “victim” usually has some form of abuse, be it physical, sexual or psychological in their past and that their past has sort of set them up for the current abuse.
The first time I read that I said well, that’s not me I have no history of abuse. The second, third, fourth and fifth time I read it, I started to wonder – did I? Then I discovered Alice Miller and got a whole new perspective on things. I’m not saying I was abused or that my parents were spaths but I started to get some answers about how I might of thought the relationship was ok for awhile.
You might find some of her books helpful.
from the ashes,
me too. at first I thought my upbringing was perfect, I’d forgotten or dismissed the hell of my youth. I had trauma bonded with my parents and thought that all my agony had been because I was bad or stupid.
then it just hit me. my spath treated me just like my parents did. Only difference is that he was actually poisoning my food and trying to get my to commit suicide.
I DID find Alice Miller’s work very recently and it resonated with what I know.
It’s really nice to read your posts. They are very clear and concise.
JM79 – Be gentle with yourself. You’re asking the right questions so you will get the right answers eventually. It’s a process and I don’t think it can be rushed or forced. (I tried believe me) It took me a good long time to accept the truth. I just couldn’t believe it. It didn’t make sense to me. But what happened to me was I knew something was extremely wrong and I was open and eventually the answers started to fall into place and I knew. I didn’t have to believe.
Skylar – Thanks. And thank you for being here. I’ve been reading in silence for so long. It’s funny how I haven’t been able to share until tonight and now I can’t stop!
JustMe, I don’t think it matters what you call him,
he is an evil liar who doesn’t care about anyone but himself.
He is not going to help you solve the complex,
you have to heal yourself!!! No one can do this for you.
I’m so glad you are blocking his calls and texts,
do not talk to him anymore!!! I know it’s tough,
its going to take time to work through this, lots of good
supportive people here, hope you stay and read and post more!
FromtheAshes, I agree with what you wrote earlier,
“I never would have gone through this if I hadn’t been in
so much pain.” Sooooooooooooo true.
Once we understand the evil walking around,
and see the light of our own soul…
we can’t go back into the fog… we have to know ourselves now.
LL – I’m still not quite clear on what my type Aness was a front for. But when I realized that there was a point there where I would have thrown everything I worked for away for this idiot, I realized that maybe my life plan wasn’t all that! And maybe I wasn’t as vested in it as I thought I was. That was a real shocker.
That’s where like LG I felt like a fake, like I didn’t even know who I was.
Dear Donna: Thank you for your response. In answer to your question. I believe I have been caretaking my whole life. Parents died by 5 years old…Grandma moved in and got Alzheimers, so I was taking care of her in my early adolescent years. Also sexually abused by brother-in-law around 14,to this day no one in family knows. Had to make the adult decision to have her moved to nursing home when i was only 16 and could not care for her anymore….met husband at 18 when I had no where to go. I knew something was wrong but too young to understand the “knower” in our innermost being. Then became Christian and believed if I prayed long enough…hard enough…..God would heal him and our marriage. 28 years later, after I died in everyway I finally “got it” that if a person doesn’t want help for themselves, God will not do anything in their life. They have to want it. Very vulnerable for 2nd Satan marriage…..but where first was anti-social, hiding, secretive, no friends…..the second was other spectrum. Charming, mirrored everything I was, “counceled” my children, No outer red flags so I turned off the inner red flag, AGAIN. He completely changed on the drive home from the honeymoon. I dismissed it as “me”….but stood at the post office box and had to make myself mail the marriage certificate at P.O. box. I believe God was telling me again, but ignored it! I already KNEW, but didn’t know. I had never heard of sociopath/psycopath but was explaining all the symptoms to family and friends. But to them he was nothing but charming and appeared to adore me. So they belived him when he said I was the culprit and that “because i am so broken ….from way back…that I will not allow anyone to love me”. Which is B*. I told 30,000 children in another country that God is their heavenly Father and who loves them and has a plan for them. That is what God had done for me. so, when he kept trying to convince me otherwise I did not go along with it. He did say once to me ” your the strongest woman I know” but when you KNOW GOD…..and have had HIM HEAL you of things your not going to let anyone tell you otherwise! The reason I stayed for 28 years in first marriage….I did not want my children to walk through a divorce. I had no parents so no matter what I wanted my kids to come from a loving, sound home. But whatever I built up…he tore down over and over again. I wanted them to see GOd, and I was promised over, and over , and over again as he would leave us for 1 to 3 nights often and just disappear …..that it was the last time. I believed him. Now the most hurtful thing is it was my prayers, my love, my commitment to this broken man and my family that carried us as long as it did….but not only is that not recognized but I am being BLAMED for the destruction. That is a lie from hell. In time, God will reveal all things. I was not perfect in any way, but my heart was for God, my marriage and my family. period. I know that and God knows that…and that’s all that really matters. right?
Oxy…and so many others….. you are healing to my soul. Thank you.
2 things I can share: If you have ever heard of Beth Moore she has a new Bible Study out. Called “Breaking Free” the new ’09 addition. She gets it and it is amazing. I will not walk into a Church after my Pastor/Best Friend betrayed me ( a woman who was charmed by him and bought the pity play) But you can purchase the video to each session in the study for $5.00 online. So I have my God time each week on video in the safety of my home for now. The church is not a building.
Also: I DECLARE Psalm 18 every day. The whole thing. “He will deliver me from evil men’. “he keeps my light from going out…..” if you have never read it and have a Bible, it is also amazing.
Decieved: Hang in there Decieved. Being a Pastors wife/Missionary I have been betrayed by more Christian Pastors, Churches, Ministries….. I can see that they have infiltrated the “Church”. But isn’t that what SATAN would want to do? But I am in a place where I have lost EVERYTHING. My reputation, my call, my family, friends, Church……. but I believe that GOD IS BUILDING HIS CHURCH AND THE GATES OF HELL WILL NOT PREVAIL AGAINST IT! Others will find out one day they have been decieved, and it will be too late. We have found out now. One thing someone told me and I checked it out in the Bible. No where does it say we are to EVER put our trust in people. We are ONLY to put our TRUST IN GOD.
So, it’s me and God. Alot of times I don’t feel HIM. But we need to live by faith. And then other times I FEEL joy, hope and strength that are beyond me. I am resolved whether I love or die I will n ot let this man take my GOD from me.
Finally: lastnight “Gaslight” was on. Movie with Ingrid Bergman. If you have never watched this….it is a MUST!!! So hard to watch and yet it is exactly what my Psycopath is doing to me in making everyone think I am the “crazy” BPD” person.
Everyone posting on LF: Hugs…… you are a lifeline……. bella
Dear Bellaangel,
“The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” Your “good intentions” to have your children have a “home and family” that you did not have led you to stay with the monster…and I think that many of us, if not all of us, can relate to that kind of “good intentions.”
Jesus himself warned his followers that “wolves in sheep’s clothing” would infiltrate the church itself and I think that we call look in the newspapers each day and see proof of that being true. Priests/rabbis/ministers raping children and living financially rich and morally poverty stricken lives on the contributions of the flock.
Bella I have learned that validating myself is the greatest gift to myself. I never even realized that self-validation was possible until all this chaos. Now I know that SELF validation is the only kind that REALLY COUNTS. I learned to read the Bible with “new eyes” and to see the message of love there, not just the condemnation that was used by the egg donor to try to guilt me into line with her wishes, or the fear factor to scare me into doing her wishes.
There ARE other genuine Christians in churches and I suggest that you seek these people out for support. Just keep your “P-dar” on alert. You will never find a “perfect” church group, but you can find a supportive one with sincere leaders who are caring pastors of their flocks, not wolves. God bless. (((hugs)))
bellaangel,
You’re not alone. You’re on a hard, rocky road…others are on it too (not by choice), some behind you, ahead of you, walking beside you, fellow travellers, having been knocked down, walking to the end. Bravely, you are persevering. Good for you. Saturate yourself with all that brings peace into your life.