When we realize that we’ve been involved with a sociopath, and that person has callously betrayed us, we inevitably ask, “Why? Why did this happen to me?”
To help find the answer, one of the books that Lovefraud recommends is The Betrayal Bond—Breaking Free of Exploitive Relationships, by Patrick J. Carnes, Ph.D. The book explains the deep psychological wounds caused by trauma, and offers a way for us to identify and overcome abusive relationships that we may have experienced.
When I read the book, I was struck by what Carnes wrote on page 68:
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.
I believe there is meaning in what we have experienced at the hands of sociopaths. Here it is: The object of the exercise is to force us to jettison mistaken beliefs about ourselves.
Promising to fill the void
When sociopaths come into our lives, they snag us by promising to fill some void. For most of us on Lovefraud, the void is our missing soul mate, but sociopaths can also promise career success, monetary rewards, spiritual enlightenment—any number of things. (Please note: This dynamic doesn’t quite apply when sociopaths are family members.)
Sociopaths are experts at identifying our vulnerabilities and exploiting them. So the question becomes, why do we have the vulnerabilities in the first place? Here’s where the mistaken beliefs come in.
We believe we cannot attract a fulfilling romance.
We believe people only want us when we do something for them.
We believe we cannot succeed through our own efforts.
We believe we aren’t good enough.
We believe we are unlovable.
We believe there’s something wrong with us.
We believe we cannot cope with life by ourselves.
We believe other people come before ourselves.
We believe someone will come and make all our troubles disappear.
These just a few of the erroneous beliefs that create voids within us. Where do they come from? Perhaps from abuse in our past, as outlined in The Betrayal Bond.Perhaps they come from simple misperceptions. In any event, the sociopath steps right in to fill them.
Feel free to add your own mistaken beliefs to the list.
Critical juncture
So the sociopaths make promises—and break every one of them. At some point we wake up, come out of the fog, and realize that our lives have crumbled into piles of debris. That’s when we ask why? Why did this happen to me?
This is a critical juncture. We can certainly blame the sociopath—they are evil, and they deserve to be blamed. We can say it was fate, or luck, which is sometimes true—there are sociopaths who randomly assault or kill people. But in most of our cases, we believed the sociopath, went along with the charade, for a period of time. Why did we do this?
If we can find the answer to this question, we can discover the meaning in the betrayal by the sociopath.
As much as I hate to admit it, I did benefit from the destruction wrought by the sociopath I married. I am not the same person that I was before him—I am wiser, healthier and happier.
Why? Because I found and released all those mistaken beliefs.
Yes, it was painful. Yes, it was traumatic. But by looking for the meaning and undertaking the healing journey, my life is now much richer than it ever was.
EB, what are you doing in the house? Why aren’t you out in the backyard?
my xP used to complain about my weight when I weighed 105 lbs at the age of 17. I don’t know if he was kidding or trying to sew seeds of self doubt (that would be ridiculous).
maybe making jabs at our weight is a P thing to do.
The S referred to me as BOOBS AND BUTT!
AND this was back in the day when I was a size 3. (BACK IN THE DAY!)
Heaven….it sounds like we may both have to stay on the peripheral of the room to allow for others to pass! I’m with ya girl!
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Stinky feet, ha ha ha, hee hee. Don’t we all have stinky feet? I’m not limber enough to get my feet anywhere near my nose, probably throw my back out if I tried. I’ll smell my socks. LOL
Shabby……well……I’m waiting for my troops to come help….and it may happen tomorrow or Fri.
I was going to go out tonight, but I was watching my regular bear come for a visit through the security cameras…..and it’s COOOOLLLLD. It may take too much tequila to warm me up, and besides the Halloween candy is almost gone!
Boobs and butt would make a great meal for a vegetarian bear!
star – I had to do that about 18 months ago – I had so many repressed memories – things I couldnt wrap my mind around as a kid, so I just refused to deal with them.. But it all came to a head thanks to Mr. Needle on the haystack, but seriously. I went to my hill and screamed out to the universe..Never have I let it out like that – I asked God why, I screamed at my dead sister and father – at the people who have done so much evil crap too me… I apologyzed to this one and that and begged forgiveness. It was a necessary part of my healing…
Mine walked up to me one morning just as I was taking my first sip of coffee, still on the edge of coma, and said, “no one will ever want you.”
Now at that moment, I wouldn’t disagree. i was being poisoned and was miserable and had gained weight and was depressed. But despite all that, I was amused because one cup of coffee and a shower later, and I’m good as new! LOL!
jeez, I haven’t been a size 3 since the 5th grade. Put some BBQ sauce on the boobs and butt for the bear!! Yeah, don’t go out there tonight with the bear unless you want to offer him a drink.
Erin, good call. Stay IN tonight.
Henry, Star, praying has helped me, screaming too.
LF has helped the most.
skylar, they are such assclowns.