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.
woodrow: “. I did everything that God expected of me, that my marriage vows said I should. I gave up my career for him, I moved for him, I raised the kids alone for him, I took care of the house/finances for him, I was the pretty wife on his arm for him. So if everything that I did was for HIM, then why then would he leave me?”
This was me. And I prayed to God to get me out and He did. I feel I just barely made it out alive. It got down to where I felt I was going down with a major health issue to death. I have looked back at people, that I’ve known in the past, whose mates most likely rode them into the grave. Hind sight” 20/20.
bellaangel
My therapist, “been going now for 5 yrs,” told me it was time to STOP trying to find meaning. Some times there isn’t a meaning to what happens, or why it happened. After all, does a fly ask itself why the spider trapped it in it’s web? They are spiders, predators, and it is their NATURE to lie, cheat, and “win” the game, at any one’s cost. It has nothing to do with us.
WOW, is what I first thought when I heard this concept, “not in these words exactly though.” I thought, wow, that’s even a BIGGER insult, then “I can’t love you because there’s something wrong with you.” They say the biggest insult you can give someone is to ignore them. A sociopath IGNORES WHO their victim is, all the while reading the signs, to take better advantage of them.
I’m sorry about your kids and grand kids. It hurts to have lost most of my friends over him. It makes you wonder who was occupying their bodies when they stood around watching the abuse!
As people keep telling me, blame the victim. hugs back.
Twice Betrayed — I had all the health issues as well, and had no idea it was related to stress. In fact, I remember once visiting a chiropractor my ex had been visiting for months (he was a hypochondriac — imagine that!). I had ignored my ailments for so long, that I finally got to the point I couldn’t bend over.
After sharing with him my prognosis and my treatment schedule, he literally pouted. In fact, he even complained in jest to the doctors and nurses about my preferential treatment.
And guess what I felt? . . . guilt! for getting more attention than him. Even worse I quit going as soon as I felt a “little” better because I didn’t want to spend the money on me . . . because he was spending us into the poor house with his new cars, clothes, wine, steak dinners, golf, etc.
Yep! They really do make you CRAZY!
Bella,
so sorry for what happened to you. You have your son, don’t disparage him because he is not a daughter. Build you life back and your ungrateful daughters will see who is sane and they will come back.
These demons live to suck our emotions. DON’T GIVE THEM ANY. GO GRAY ROCK. NO EMOTIONS. It’s the only thing that makes them go away. If they get bored, they can’t stand it and they leave. BE BORING. ANY emotion will keep him coming back.
TB….
HEY, HEY!
Hope your well!!!
TTS – Thanks for the encouragement. This experience has destroyed my faith in people and my faith in God. I have no faith left in either one. What a terrible way to live but I learned the hard way that I cannot put my hope or faith in God or people coz both have let me down big time and hurt me in a big way.
Bella,
I know you miss your daughters and the grandkids, but you are NOT able to control what your daughters think or believe. You are NOT ALONE, and “when God is all you have, God is all you need.”
Even Jesus was betrayed by one of the 12, and He was denied by Peter as well. It happens to the best of us, to the worst of us. People we love do not love us back.
How much you gave your daughters or didn’t give them is beside the point. I gave my kids everything I did and did everything for them I did because it was MY DUTY TO DO SO. I brought them into the world, I owed them as much as I could give them in terms of care and nurturing. They don’t owe me anything in return for that. Your kids don’t owe you anything in return for what you did for them either.
I realize you would love to have a relationship with them, but that is not under your control. I wish I had a relationship with my two biological sons as well but one is a psychopath and the other one really doesn’t have any care, respect or loyalty to me, but has “gone along” with the psychopaths and how they have treated me. Then when they turned on him, I was a “hero” until he got back on his “feet” then it was okay to lie to me again. Well, I don’t want a relationship with someone who cozies up to those who have hurt me or will treat me badly. I didn’t treat that son badly and I bet you didn’t treat your daughters badly either, but they ***they**** CHOSE to believe this man when he talks badly about you. You can’t control that, but you don’t have to endure it either. Thank God for the son you have and the friends you have, even if they are only 1 or 2—be grateful for your one child caring for you. God was gracious enough to give me an adopted son to replace the ones I lost to the chaos. I sometimes also felt like Job, but I realize that the only person we truly “have” on this earth is ourself. Everyone else is simply lent to us for a time. We don’t control the length of that time either.
God bless, Bella! (((hugs))))
Bellaangel,
What a tragic story. My heart breaks for you. Still, I believe that somewhere, there is meaning. Not in the conventional sense. Not in trying to figure out why they did what they did. There is no meaning for their actions.
My guess is that the second guy, Satan, came into your life because you were still vulnerable from the first husband. The question then becomes, why did the first husband come into your life? Why did you stay with your husband when you were showing physical symptoms of anger, rage and stress? I am by no means being critical. We usually tolerate such pain and abuse because we have some mistaken belief about ourselves. For some reason, we believe that we are not worthy of better treatment.
Did you have a belief like that? I know I did. If so, can you identify it and release it? If you can, that is the meaning of the experience – viscerally understanding that you are worthy of love and respect.
Dear Deceived,
I am sorry that you have lost your faith in God and mankind. I can understand that to a great extent, but it saddens me that anyone would be so gravely hurt that they lost all faith in everyone. There ARE some good people, and I dont’ even want to try to tell you that they are in the majority, because I’m not sure they are, but there ARE GOOD PEOPLE and many of them are right here on Lovefraud.
Keep working on yourself…learning to trust yourself again. I think my losing faith in MYSELF was the worst part, I felt I could not trust myself to keep me safe. Now I am learning to trust myself and as I do, I can have more faith not only in God but in my fellow man. CAUTIOUS faith in my fellow man, but a stronger faith in God. I wish you peace and calm.
ErinBrock: Hey, Hey to you too!!!!!⤠Thank you! I am doing ok, staying low, under the radar! And you? Hope you are doing GREAT! 🙂
I don’t have any family! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! I packed all my picture albums away, stored all the memories of my ‘kids’ when they were little and now. I just say I’m an orphan that never married and have no children.
Both marriages to the P’s and those kids that turned out just like them, sort of put me there. But, hey, you know, it kinda feels good! I pray daily for them all, but I must admit; I feel SOOOOOOO much better when I am no contact with them.
I’m just starting life new. Finding myself a different identity. I NO longer turn around at malls when someone yells MOM!
AHAHAHAHA! Forgive my little dark humor there….but, hey, it’s true! ;p