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By Ox Drover
For my whole life I felt that I could never measure up because I was expected to “pretend it never happened” in order to meet my mother’s definition of the word “forgive.” I was expected to trust the person who had hurt me in the past, and who I knew would hurt me again in the future. I was told by religious leaders, whom I trusted, that if I did not “pretend it didn’t happen” and “truly forgive,” I was bound for an eternal residence in hellfire and brimstone.
Many of us who are Christians know the various Bible passages that say, in essence, we must “forgive those who trespass against us” if we expect God to forgive us of our own wrongdoing. Jesus, as our ultimate example, from the cross said, “Father forgive them”¦”
How can we mortal human beings possibly expect to be able to truly forgive those people who have so deliberately ripped our lives apart?
After the “Summer of Chaos,” as I have come to call my last run in with the psychopaths, I was so devastated, so angry, so bitter, so filled with wrath that I could only focus on the many details of the many crimes and arrows that had been slung at me so very unfairly by so many members of my family. I was filled from top to bottom with bitterness and anger.
I am fortunate that I have several well-educated ministers in my acquaintance that I could call upon for advice, as well as reading the Bible for myself. After talking to these men at great length, I finally came to the question, does “forgiveness” really mean “pretending it didn’t happen, and restoring trust to these people?”
Does “love your enemies” really mean that I have to have a “gushy” feeling for these people who have harmed me so easily and with so much glee?
After much reading of the scriptures and talking with the various ministers (of several denominations) I came to a new definition of the word “forgiveness” that I think is more rational and makes more sense than my mother’s definition of “let’s just pretend none of this ever happened.” (She actually said this aloud.)
The new definitions of love and forgiveness are these.
Forgiveness does not mean “pretend it never happened.” Forgiveness means to get the bitterness and wrath out of your heart toward those that have wronged you. For example, when Joseph was sold into slavery by his brothers, I am sure that he was very justifiably angry with these brothers for doing this to him. They demoted him from the status of “favored son” to the status of an animal that was bought and sold.
The Bible tells us, though, that Joseph got the bitterness out of his heart toward his brothers during the many years he was in Egypt. But when his brothers miraculously appeared before him, not, of course, recognizing that their brother was now second only to the Pharaoh, Joseph did not immediately identify himself to his brothers, “Hey, guys, it’s me, the brother you sold off as a slave!”
But Joseph did test his brothers to see what kind of men they had become in those same years. Were they the same uncaring, jealous men that they had been when they had cast him into the pit, and grieved their aged father with a tale about him being torn apart by some wild animal, taking his blood-stained cloak back to his father as proof of his death, not caring that they were bringing grief upon their father’s head with the tale of his death? Or had they learned anything? Had they changed?
Joseph had forgiven his brothers, but he still didn’t trust them until after they had passed his tests to see what kind of men they were.
Putting all this together then gave me a new definition of “forgiveness,” and it was simply the removing of the smoldering anger, the thirst for revenge, the gnawing hate for them. I was not required by God or good sense to trust these same people, or to “pretend they had not done what they did.” Forgiveness was an act, not a feeling.
Looking at “love your enemies” in the same way, I saw that “love” meant to do good to those that persecute you rather than take advantage to hurt them if you can. The story of the future King David fleeing from the jealous and murderous King Saul illustrates that David “loved” King Saul even though Saul was seeking to find and kill David. Twice David had a chance to kill Saul when Saul didn’t even know he was there, and both times, David did not kill Saul, but let him move on his way. Loving our enemies simply means that we must not try to seek revenge against them, even if we can, we must do what is right, even if we have a chance to do what is wrong, no matter how they have wronged us.
I came away from that summer of spiritual questioning with a new awareness of the concepts of the Bible’s teachings, which even if a person is not a believer in the Bible’s divine inspiration, still are psychologically sound.
Harboring, nurturing, and feeding anger, wrath, thoughts of revenge, may chemically light up the pleasure centers of our evolutionary brain, but in the long term, these strong and negative emotions prevent our healing. Short-term, anger is a very natural and normal part of the process we go through when we are injured. Long-term, like any other intense reactive emotion, anger/bitterness becomes a stressor in and of itself, keeping us from thinking rationally and reasonably, and focused only on the injury.
Sure, we were injured and we will never forget that injury (injuries) or the person who did them to us, but we will learn from that experience with the psychopath, learn how to prevent another “P-experience” and live a better life because of our knowledge. But trust them, ever again? Not on your life! Getting the bitterness out of our hearts, focusing on ourselves and our own healing, instead of on the hateful bitter vengeful feelings toward them, turns us in a positive direction, so that we can come to peace with the past,
What do I get out of “forgiving” those that have hurt me so much when they get off “scot-free?”
Well, first of all, I don’t get upset every time I think about them, or look at something that reminds me of them.
Secondly, I am not mad all the time. I can focus on other things besides the hurts that have been inflicted on me. In order to keep my anger up, I would have to focus a great deal of energy on thinking about the past injuries, pulling the scabs off the wounds so that they would continue to bleed. So I save a lot of energy in fueling this old anger that I can now focus on other more positive things.
Thirdly, my spirituality and my spiritual health are not impeded by this mass of anger and negative feelings. My stress level can now drop because these old injuries start to heal and the pain is lessened because of the healing. I am now more in tune with myself and my own needs, since I am no longer focusing all my energy on the injuries.
Fourthly, now that I am no longer angry all the time, I am not so prone to see insult and injury where none is intended. I have more patience with those I love and that love me. I have more patience with myself, and don’t turn this negative energy toward myself at times. I can set reasonable boundaries instead of letting things seethe and then blowing up about some minor problem that in the light of a non-angry mind isn’t worth worrying about. It lets me put things in a reasonable perspective.
Forgiving our enemies isn’t about them, it is all about US. Forgiving them allows us to heal from the wounds they inflicted. Hating and not forgiving them just allows them to go on re-injuring us forever.
Helen,
I think it’s really important to recognize that you have survived a major trauma. One of the effects of trauma is that you go into shock. It’s possible to remain in shock, and be immobilized by fear, for a long time, even a lifetime. That is why a sociopath’s actions are so damaging. Even if they didn’t steal any money, and even if it was a short period of time, you are still traumatized. They violated your very sensibilities as a human being! When other people minimize your pain and tell you to “get over it”, they are just traumatizing you even more. I cannot stress how important it is to have a support system of people who believe you and take you seriously.
Hey Helen, stick around. I’m sorry this is still bothering you after all these years. Your family was wrong to berate you.. it is just so easy for nice people to fall into their trap.. and they are so good at baiting it. I do not know why your letter got deleted.. it must have been an accident or it’s under another post.
Hi Stargazer! This person intimidated me into giving him a lot of money, not to mention everything else. That’s major reason my family got down on me. They didn’t care about anything else. They certainly had their ideas about relationship and wouldn’t have listened to anything I said. I think my mother now feels bad about it. She might have acted differently. She’s now 93 1/2 and it wouldn’t do any good to mention it.
Now, at least I’ve found others who’ve been through similar experiences. It’s good to know someone understands. HRG
I’ve gone through similar things with my mother who is pretty narcissistic. I doubt we will ever have a close relationship, as she refuses to acknowledge my feelings or that I can even have any. I envy people who have loving and supportive families. I will never know what that is like. I’m sure the loneliness made me a perfect target for the sociopath. But I refuse to let any of this define who I am as a person.
As I’ve told a few times before here, I have been a victim of a perverse man who stole almost everything from me. It’s been almost one year I found out who “the love of my life” really is and I was feeling much better emotionally.
The only thing from this story that still had to be fixed was my body. I had to go through a surgery to extract a cyst the size of a grapefruit last week and I was so happy that I was going to be free of all the bad things before I leave the country where I had been abused for so long and where everything reminds me of that time.
I never felt so welcome and loved as in the days in hospital. Actually, I felt like I was in my grandmother’s house, when I was a kid.
When I got home I didn’t expect to have some of the worst days of my life that would destroy all the effort I was doing to recover.
I never had a good relationship with my mother and I could never believe that she loved me considering the way she treats me, always with indirect threatenings and a way to irritate me.
I was very tired after a few hours I woke up and I have told my mother about that. but when I went to the kitchen, walking slowly as my belly hurts, she stopped me and asked me: “what is that look of anger that you have since you woke up”? I told her I was just tired and that I was trying to recover from a surgery and asked her to leave me alone. She insisted and demanded an answer. She wouldn’t stop until I was in complete despair, crying on the floor for help because of the pain. Then, she smiled and left for her bedroom.
Now I know who my mother is. I never considered the possibility of my mother being a perverse person. Actually, I thought she was only childish and selfish.
But after this, I’m sure she has no remorse.
I still cannot believe that this happened. She knows how deep she can affect me and she uses that in the worst way always, but I never thought she would do that wlhile I was so debilitated. To worsen my despair, my stepfather said when he arrived home that nothing happened and that I am a paranoid person.
I can’t stand it anymore.
After everything, I remembered that the day before I showed her my scar, which I was very happy about. She said: “oh, yours is so small…”. I didn’t realize she was comparing.
Now, it’s not so small anymore, after all the despair I went through. It’s swallen and hard inside and I don’t know if it will be gone.
If not, I’ll never be able to forgive her.
I pray for God for justice and to take my life away because I cannot stand the emotional abuse anymore.
Althoug I feel like, I’m not going to kill myself because I believe in God and in his justice.
vmpatricia: rub your scar … talk with it … soothe it. the ”swelling and hardness” is just reflecting how you were made to feel. love your scar, caress it with oil, tell it you understand how it’s feeling. i know this sounds kind of stupid, but i really believe that you — we all — must use self-love to heal. i’m still not there, but at least we must believe it first.
i have no one who can relate to what i’m going through except you all; my friends don’t want to hear my cry or process this trauma any longer.
i don’t know about justice. i ask myself, ‘how does god let this bastard get away with destroying lives and he happily moves through the world with a big smile on his face?’ where is the justice? what about karma? why is HE happy when he’s made so many miserable.
when i told my mother what i had been through she said, ‘what did you expect! what made you think someone who looks like him really loved someone like you.’
i’m so sorry for your pain but, like me and all of us here, you must raise up the warrior in you and stand tall. i cry as i say this because i don’t know where that strength will come from for me, but i know i have to do it. there is no one else to do it for us. and i just REFUSE to let him WIN by having me collapse into a mess of humanity because of HIS sickness.
okay, all together now: TOWANDA!!!!!!
I knew I would have confort if I wrote about it here.
thank you so much, “lostingrief”. and don’t be lostingrief… I’m am here and you are in my prays.
This site helped me SO much when I needed most. It understands exactly what nobody else understand: how deep a perverse person can damage us.
I pray that you will find someone close to you who knows about the feelings that a sociopath inflicts in us.
I still have hope in Divine Justice!!! That’s what keeps me alive.
Love,
vm: and you are in my prayers.
i’m struggling this morning with the whole ‘justice’ thing. how can he get away with this over and over again, and just walk around like he’s owed everything.
he has no conscience at all … and there are no consequences for him … EVER.
and that is just NOT O.K. with me … at least not right now.
hopefully, we will find our way back to ourselves.
blessings
vmpatricia,
I am so sorry for how your mother and stepfather have treated you. It is a horrible feeling to see that in those who are supposed to be our caregivers. I have a father who is narcissistic and it was a blow to realize many years ago who he really is. I have a loving mother but, of course, her attention goes to my father. It always has. She has done her best to be here for me and my sister but she is stuck as the co-narcissist/co-dependent. At times she has completely invalidated my feeings towards my father and his abuse. She blamed me for years while also trying to be supportive of me. From her I learned about real love but I am still alone as she continues to make excuses for my father. However, he cannot live without her and so the way he has treated her at times is different than how he has treated his children. Her experience is not the same as ours. Still, despite how painful it can be, I feel sorry for her. I think of what her life could have been if she hadn’t stayed with him.
I am glad to hear that you are seeking God. However, I hurt that you are seeking that God take your life away because of the abuse. I can relate as I asked him before that he allow me to come home as well. I was tired. I wanted no more. But when I cried out to God and asked him for the meaning behind my suffering I was given more gifts and blessings than I can count. Most notably I found out who I am in the end. Not the victim of abuse I identified with but a child of God. I realized that I cannot navigate this world on my own without God’s guidance. So I started to seek him in all things, every day. When I feel weak, he gives me to courage to keep moving forward. When I feel afraid, he provides a refuge. When I get confused, he provides the answers that settle my mind. No matter what I go through he gives me a way out of the pain. He is doing the same for you. You’re here at LF aren’t you? A home away from home for so many people seeking answers and help in their recovery. Where those who are hurting can be lifted up with the wisdom and love of others who have been through similar experiences. We may just touch each others lives for a time along our journeys but the value of what we acquire from this site is priceless.
Pain often makes us want to give up in life. Finding a meaning for it helps us to survive. For me, we have all come here to acknowledge truth. There is evil in the hearts of man out there. Not everyone, but it does exist. Often we find that the same evil in those we’ve encountered exists in someone in our family, like a parent. The reality of this is so ultimately painful. But the strength we gain from acknowleding the truth is powerful. It helps us put up boundaries where they are needed and to separate ourselves from those individuals by recognizing what is in them and not in us. It also helps us to identify the lies we’ve been told about ourselves our whole life. Some of those lies make us easier pray for sociopaths. It is important that we determine who we really are so that we can protect ourselves.
Please know that you are not alone. You have strength where you may not see it. I do believe that God provides for us. I recognized the disorder in my father when I was 17, over 17 years ago. Since then God has provided for me despite that which I lacked from my family. He has given me a family of friends and believers who fill in the gaps at times and most importantlly he fills in those gaps. My job is to seek him and to listen. To pay attention to what he has given me and not what I don’t have. Usually when I think of what I don’t have it ends up being something I don’t really need or perhaps something that’s been there all along and I didn’t see it.
Being prey to a sociopath last year was hard to swallow seeing all that I had learned earlier in life. But I got taken by a man who presented very differently than my father. He was very covertly abusive and I had not experienced that before. What I saw is that my response to him was the same as when I was 17. This led me to think there was something I was projecting onto the situation from my past. I truly came to believe this. However, seeking out God showed me a different truth. That was what in the end set me free. I then came to see things more clearly and clearly enough to learn how much my ex lied to me and even to be given information about his aliases and all. I could no longer question what was right in front of me. It wasn’t me, it was him. I was responding in a familiar way because I was in the same situation as I was with my father. I was doing what I had done before. The growth came in learning how to respond differently, to recognize it and to take my power back. It has left me stronger in the end.
When I see it now in others I am sad. But yet I feel empowered to be able to recognize evil in others and walk away from it. I leave it for God to deal with them. I have had two very harmful and dangerous bouts with sociopaths. I have learned that nothing I can do can change them. I can be devastated at what happened to me or I can use it to help myself and others. I choose the later. When I wanted to die I would tell myself that if I do they will win. It was a game of life. Tearing me down made them feel better. So I refused to let that happen. I refused to play. I also acknowledged that, in truth, what they do has nothing at all to do with me. It is their selfishness. So if I allowed that to tear me down I was missing the point. I had to realize that they didn’t care about me so I had to care even more about myself. Why allow someone that sick to continue to hurt me? It then became a matter of pulling apart the “ick” that had been instilled in me due to being so close to them. The ick that kept me from seeing the truth. Now I see truth and I live in it and with it. It is my guide.
May your journey teach you many lessons that strengthen you along the way. May you see just how wonderful and deserving of love and support that you are and may you find that in places that you may not have discovered it before. Mostly, may you find that in yourself. As you believe in God, it is there. Just look for it and you’ll see what I’m talking about :))
Alright. I see alot of posts mentioning about God or what ever. That is all fine & dandy. What I do hope the people who have been the prey of these predators is that you find another source of inspiration which is knowledge. There are many well written non-fiction book on psychopathy. Martha Stout says the universal indicator of sociopathy is the pity play. Watch for that symptom. If someone is truly destroying your life & wants pity for their own wrongdoing, how can you truly forgive this person? Step up to the challenge. Do not tremble in fear. Just confront them & see for yourself how you have been fooled into their stupid little f****ng games. Do not make a sacrifice for these people. Make a sacrifice for yourself. People with a conscience on their shoulders need to step up to these people or else these people will just eventually propagate & propagate.