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.
Redwald,
I posted over you. Thank you for understanding. Yes, I do have co-dependent tendancies or wanting to help or fix people. I am just so tired of doing that.
TTS
Part of the meaning I find in the betrayal is a litany of failures in the criminal justice system. There are inequities and the worst of them beat the system over and over again.
This is partly true to poor inter-agency and intrastate communications. In part due to the lack of a central marriage license database and in part due to the fact that we rely so much on the internet and what we can see and read when it doesn’t tell the whole story.
History did not begin in the 1990’s and there is a lot of it on paper records and microfiche in libraries and courthouses all over the US. We should not neglect the breadth of resource available. Nor to question what we can see.
I take away it wasn’t my fault that he lied, it was for me that I listened. And I accepted the nice things he did do for his being a nice person. And a truthful one. I take away that very bad people can do very nice things if it suits them.
And most of all I take away that I can heal and move on in the life I choose the soonest I let go of pining for having been taken advantage of. It just doesn’t work.
Great Article Donna, I so relate with some of what lost girl is feeling… Although I have not disconnected with my animals, children, family and close friends , I actually love them so much deeper now and are so protective of my children and my time with them.
I know why I ended up with a spath! As much as I loved my Dad he was an alcoholic and died when I was young and my first husband ran off with my best friend. Every man I have known and loved has disappointed me and abandoned me.
Men are drawn to me not in a Sociopathic way lol but because I have a smile for everyone and they tell me attractive. But like lostgirl my disconnection is with men! How I would love to be loved again and to share my hopes and dreams again with someone but I honestly cant move past the 3 month dating, by this stage I have stripped the relationship and the person apart.
I dont believe a word they say and when they are opening up I thing they are full of shyte. I start to feel repulsed at the thought of having sex with them and feel that they are only going to take my life away and I get really anxious. I choose ones that I know wont hurt me but I in turn hurt them and I wont go for anyone I think is what I am looking for because I think they are just going to leave me and I could not bare to go through that again.
I like lostgirl dont know how to move on from the intense feelings, I have had therapy but I cant reprogram my brain to make it ok to get hurt again! I am 3 years down the track of recovery I am still young(ish) lol and social I love my life but I just want to feel normal again, I want to feel love without fear. But I dont think it is possible, I have lost every man I have ever loved!!
True to self–
it is drama- stay away.
Lostgirl – thank you for sharing what you have.
I could go where you have gone – I could get in and stay in that shielded protected hell pit, too. Right now, a year and a bit out, I don’t trust. I don’t know if i will ever trust people, ever again. I have scorecards in my head, too. I am crossing people out quickly these days – and know there are very few 2nd chances with me now. burn me once and i use the fire extinguisher.
The one place where i do try to work things through is here. these people were here for me from the first exceptionally crazed moment i stepped foot on lovefraud. I am ready, at any time for any one of them to be a spath or a narcissist – but I treat them like they are not. these folks are the people i take healing ‘risks’ with. the rest of the world can sod off.
Realtionships? bwahhhaaa. no decade soon.
I feel myself going where you are. i surely do. and i think it will get harder with time, not easier. right now i am just trying to get stabilized. once i am, and want to take risks, it’s gong to be very very hard. i have almost no friends now, no family. i am more alone than ever in my life, no gatito either. and for the moment I want it that way (‘cept for the cat, i want a cat, i just can’t have one.)
I so don’t trust people, but i am thinking i will give the universe, just the tiniest purchase to surprise me in a good way. lately, i have become the tiniest bit interested in seeing if it knows what the fuck it’s doing.
i have felt some moments of joy, maybe three in the last 2 months – AND I WANT MORE OF THEM. My take on joy differs a bit from donna’s take: I don’t need to feel ‘grateful’ for my moments of joy – i just have feel them, be in them. they don’t require my reflection, just my participation.
I hear a real heartfelt repression of anger in you. the repression that turns one to stone. you have abandoned yourself to the pain of what he did. don’t lostgirl, don’t. You take you back. GRIEVE FOR YOU, NOT FOR HIM. You have lost yourself – he has taken you and you keep giving yourself to him – it’s like a sacrifice. Read the betrayal bond, and come to understand WHY you are still giving yourself to him….and then find your way back to you. It might not be safe to be ourselves, but it surely is dangerous not to be.
You have my heartfelt good wishes, my sympathy, and my boot on your butt if you need it.
Post – talk to us, and we will do our best to support you.
Very good article Donna… thank you. There was one sentence, however, that popped out at me, “She looks for deception in new relationships.”
This is not necessarily a bad thing. It is important to take what we’ve learned and to be aware – as long as it isn’t “hypervigilent.”
My Spath experience was short, to the point, and though I got out as soon as I saw it, I was not quick enough to not be hurt.
Still, what it DID do for me was to allow me to find this site, to understand this personality type, and to reflect upon the relationships in my past that were similar and how the pattern I’d allowed to repeat in my life – though completely unintentional – brought me to the straw that broke the camel’s back. (Betrayal Bonds was a fabulous book for my healing process!)
Now, I still think about the situation, but I don’t miss the “Pretend Guy”… I miss the feeling of being in love, but not intoxicated by it to the point that nothing else mattered. That was his game, and it worked because we had a history.
I have been able to sort out past relationships, starting with my parents, with the realization that the “entry level” Spaths/Narcs don’t necessarily have to be discarded – but I DO have to create boundaries to allow myself clarity and to limit my involvement to a place that is safe for me.
“She looks for deception in new relationships.”
For a while, I felt like I had night-vision-Spath-goggles… but I realized it was an awareness, a new skill of understanding what I recognized to be “not familiar” and “glib”. (I never understood “glib” until last year.)
Now, though I am not seeking a relationship by choice, I know that when the time comes I will be better equipped to look for what I want and need – and to maintain boundaries that will hopefully keep me in safe relationships.
My sanity is important to me, after all!
Thanks!
RavenlessTower
I am a good person, I volunteer, I have empathy and compassion, at times I give more to others than to myself but I never give more to others than is healthy for me (at least I think).
When I met my sp, I was young and looking to fall deep in love forever like a fairytale and I wanted someone who could “see” me ”“ and so he could. He payed attention to me in ways no one had ever noticed and that attention never waned even through the divorce.
He had the sad/sob story and it wasn’t a lie because it was corroborated by people who had grown up with him and his family. His father was a drug abusing, alcoholic, cross dresser who would shoot at him (yes with a gun) in the house, and beat him terribly. This was many years before schools were trained to identify these things or had any power to do anything about them. Also, a lot was before he was school age. His father committed suicide when he was about nineteen. I define this period in his life as when he, as a small boy was emotionally murdered and a sp took his place for his own survival. He also has a debilitating lifelong illness (severe Crohn’s disease). He was, at times, deathly ill. There were things I didn’t understand in the beginning, his coolness about his childhood and his fathers passing seemed mature and calm, I didn’t know it was actually a lack of emotion.
Every part of what damaged me was covert (the deceit, lack of remorse, callous disregard, etc). I believe his use for me was actually stability. I pushed him to go to college, so he did. He was always a good worker, job = toys and freedom.
I saw ways I could enrich his life and in turn there were so many ways he was good for me and then so many ways he was causing me damage under my own radar. It’s like a smiling murderer who whispers in your ear the whole time how great you are, how much better you will be together if you only <>.
The “meaning and the reason” to how we attracted the sp, is not necessarily a bad trait of ours that attracted them to us or us to them. A good friend told me early in my divorce….my “goodness” should not be lost because he was an awful person because in the end that would be the ultimate tragedy. It would be more unhealthy to become cold or callous, without empathy, emotion or compassion, and to stop volunteering out of the fear of attracting another.
I have gone past the research, therapy and the introspection. I’ve spent a long time coming to conclusions and I have never thought for a moment that his behaviors were my fault or that I could fix him. I gave him resources to help himself and some he used (schooling) some he denied (counseling, choosing to be faithful?), I left. I don’t hate him, I do feel angry that he continues to hurt more women but that is the only anger I feel. I feel that the anxiety I have is driven by the fact that I didn’t leave before I could identify exactly what was wrong, I kept waiting and thinking that quite possibly I had the paranoia that my parents both appeared to have in their marriage (jealousy). My anxiety level grew unbearable as
GoingThroughTheMotions:
You have given me a great sensation of company/comfort. I know that I am not the only one that feels this way; but, I have never read other people’s sentiments about it. I don’t have any “if’s” left, they went away long ago. I remember very well wishing the heart in my chest would just stop because of the pain. If, if, if, if only we could think our way out of THEIR dysfunction, we could have the life we had always wanted. It’s about the same as wishing to win the lottery, the longer you play the bigger your losses. I like your quote “fake it til you make it” – I’ve never heard that and it’s a great one. I have read in a study that patients suffering from PTSD who were forced to “debrief” repeatedly fared significantly worse in their recovery than patients who were told to just continue as best as they could and forget as soon as they could.
Behind_blue_eyes:
You have given me something to think about that I had not thought about before. You said so much with so little. “There is no hot and cold. There are no WTF??? moments. There are no communication gaps, with “disappearances” and sudden reappearances. There is no covert aggressive behavior. There is no mirroring.”
Your statement made me have an “aha” moment. Instead of looking at everyone for sp traits, how about trying to learn the traits that sp’s do not do well with or cannot do at all. How about looking for that piece of humanity that is trademarked NOT to be sp. The WTF moments are the ones that have sent me packing in the past short term relationships.
Jlmfp1:
Your post “That still does not take away the feelings of self doubt, doubting my own perceptions, wondering if someone is genuine or trying to manipulate me,wondering if I am being lied to, and sometimes I just feel anxiety for what seems like no reason. I have to remind myself what I experienced was a trauma. “ definitely helps me feel validated. Perhaps I will always have these self doubts and I am on anxiety medication and even at times that is little help to me.
Ox Drover:
Thank you for the book recommendation, I will look up Dr. Frankl.
It’s true what Donna said about “no longer trusts herself to know when she can trust another human being” and I think that is a quantifiable statement. Ultimately that is my question, how can I bond with all the noise in my head?
Thank you for all your posts. I have new things to think about and you guys definitely made me laugh too (not at you; but, with you….! night vision goggles….good one 🙂 and no decade too soon, oh if only I could shun relationships wouldn’t my life be richer if I knew I could be healthy doing that?)
Ravenless,
I agree that the horrible experience did help me understand my past relationships. My parents were the beginning also.
There are other things that I understood as well, which had bothered me all my life. Like the way my Aunt N, who was married to a spath and died of cancer, suffered. And my best friend Mary, she died because she laid down in the snow and froze to death after being in a crazy making relationship for so many years. My friend Rebecca who became addicted to crack and now has no teeth, but used to be a model has never known anything but spaths. She was molested as a child.
Now I understand these things.
Behind_blue_eyes:
You DID say so much with so little. “There is no hot and cold. There are no WTF??? moments. There are no communication gaps, with “disappearances” and sudden reappearances. There is no covert aggressive behavior. There is no mirroring.”
AGREED!
RavenlessTower
Such a brilliant article, thank you. I can totally relate.