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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.
humanreptiles:
I agree with you that knowledge is power, and knowledge helps one come to grips with the trauma.
My S was very big on the pity play, it was my initial red flag although I was not aware of the ramifications at the time. He said “everyone screws the s _ _ _ out of me” and “everybody stabs me” (meaning financially). Of course, the opposite was true!
Also Iove your name “human reptiles”, it made me laugh. I remember looking into his eyes a couple of times (green) and thinking that for some reason he reminded me of a reptile. It was a foreign thought at the time, but like Alohatraveler says, now I “get” it. Funny that as time has passed, I can look back on every weird episode with him and fully comprehend now what was happening.
Happy Sunday.
I know I’ve said this on another forum, but comparing a sociopath to a reptile is a terrible insult to the reptile. My boa constrictors are much more loving, consistent, and trustworthy than the sociopath! lol
I’ve seen some cute reptiles I suppose.. when I was a little girl one of my teachers had a huge boa (Noah) for a pet.. we would tease him to bring her to class.. it took all of us to hold her up, and she seemed to enjoy children.
And another time, to our dismay, our son volunteered to keep the class lizard all summer (without asking us first). It was a snake-head lizard. At first we didn’t like him, but by the end of summer we had grown attached to his ever-smiling face and the cute way he snuggled on his heat rock.
However, I really do think sometimes when that mask comes off, and that malice just glitters in their eyes, along with the glee they get from seeing the horror in their victim’s face, they resemble nothing so much as a snake. Maybe it’s really the demon in them more than the reptile we are seeing.
Dear kat and others,
Again, the amazement at how similar our experiences!
You wrote “malice just glitters in their eyes.” That’s almost the exact wording I wrote in my journal after my first experience with seeing my ex with his mask fully off. I, like so many of you, had a traumatic and violent childhood, and I thought I had seen it all. I thought I had looked upon the craziest, most out-of-control faces. I thought I could stand up to anything.
But when I saw the absolute depth of malice in that cold stare of hatred, when I first saw his “real face,” my knees literally went weak. And yes, he was thoroughly enjoying my reaction. As we walked from a parking lot into an office, he put on his public face and was nothing if not bemused by what he had just done.
Whatever it is–demon, reptilian, alien–it is something I hope I never see again on another human face.
gee, i thought that what glittered in his eyes was the gold at the end of my rainbow!!!
hehehe … everyone comments on his glimmering eyes. they’re black as can be and draw you in like a magnet, but then you’re caught in a vortex straight to the bottom of his black spirit.
i, too, hope i never meet another soul like his. it is seductive and warm on the outside, but sick and twisted on the inside.
some kind of poisonous, deadly cookie.
I didn’t stay with my S long enough to see malice. Perhaps if I did, I may have gotten out sooner. All I saw was (fake) love and adoration. That’s what made it so hard to come out of denial. I couldn’t wrap my mind around the inconsistencies. I’m sure I will see the malice when he finds out I turned him in to the army for adultery. No news yet, BTW. I’ll keep you all posted.
okay, i did something really stupid. i called his cellphone; blocked my number. he picked up, laughing and said to someone, ‘i wonder which stupid bitch this is.’
i hung up. i’m sure he knew it was me.
advice: don’t do this. sets you back three or four steps.
Stargazer:
After I discovered the truth, I was very verbal in exposing him, to the new gf, and others, but to no avail. In a way you should be thankful that you did not see the malice, although for me the witnessing of the extreme aggressiveness did help with identification of what he was (is) and partly in the healing process, but it was (and is) extremely painful. I would caution you that they are extremely vindictive, and he will most likely do a smear campaign against you. Mine did. Even a very good friend of mine (10+ years) who currently works for him has asked me not to contact her anymore. He told me his ex was psycho-b, into witchcraft and voodoo dolls (I have met her, a lovely person and he told nothing but lies about her. She is a very spiritual woman).
In any case, try to protect yourself from him and certainly, of course, maintain NC!
I thought mine (in addition to the reptile-look) had a brain tumor. I could not fathom that someone can be so chameleon-like and change their demeanor so rapidly. I have literally witnessed him going from screaming at me one minute to (30 seconds later) laughing on the telephone (probably with new gf).
This is an amazing process, one we wouldn’t wish on our worst enemies! I just hope, that in time their true character will be revealed. Like the other people here, I am extremely candid and it really aggravates me for someone to believe I am making up things, or am vindictive, (or crazy!)
Peggy,
That rapid change of demeanor is something the late Kathy Krajco called “mask switching,” and it’s something that my ex didn’t bother to hide towards the end of our relationship. It is uncanny how they can be screaming one moment, then affect a weak, pained voice to someone on the phone a moment later.
And the day before I threw him out, unbeknownst to him, I watched him enter our house. He had a placid expression on his face until he was about two steps from the front door. Then he donned his “vexed, pissy” mask and walked in the door. (He was punishing me at the time with the silent treatment, because I refused to allow him unfettered access to our money any longer.)
At the time, just a cross look on his face was enough to send waves of anxiety through me. Now when I see him in court I can look right through him.
Also Peggy, the “brain tumor theory” was one my mother and I kicked around years and years ago to try to make sense of my father’s violence and irrationality. Now I know what he was, and what my ex is. Believe it or not, at the end of the relationship, my ex used EXACTLY the same words and gestures as did my sociopath father when he was having one of his rants. That is one reason I believe they are infected with the same evil spirit.
But in the end, it doesn’t matter WHY they are what they are. All that matters is that we get them out of our lives as quickly and as thoroughly as we can.
Peggy,
I’m a little nervous about what he might do, now that I’m reading all these stories. I have never seen a violent side of him. In fact, that’s one of the things I admired about him. Even when I was upset with him over his not calling, etc., he was always patient and took responsibility for my upset. Never in the 2-1/2 months that I knew him did he ever raise his voice at me. I thought maybe the anger center in his brain was knocked out in his alleged head injury. After our split, he never said anything unkind about me to our mutual internet acquaintances–to my knowledge anyway. He even got fair warning that I would turn him in! I told him that if I ever heard from him again or saw him on the site, I would turn him in. So he must be expecting it.
I’m not sure what to expect at this point. He knows where I live and could possibly try to hurt me. But more likely he could spread lies and ruin my reputation at my old website (the one I left over him). If this is the worst thing he does, I can live with it. I have friends there who will set the record straight. And even if they don’t, I don’t plan on ever returning to the site as long as he is on it. I get knots in my stomach every time I think about going back, which is sad. I guess I now have PTSD. Where the reptile site was once a source of joy and comfort to me, it’s now a source of stress and anxiety.
Anyway, I’m a little nervous, but I’m not afraid. I did the right thing, and the chips will fall where they will. If he comes here to murder me, so be it. I’d rather risk that than living a life immobilized by fear.
Even as I post this, reflecting on the fact that he never showed a violent side, I still wonder in the back of my mind if maybe he really isn’t a sociopath. Maybe just a pathological liar. But he has about 8/10 of the traits of a sociopath. I hate it when I start thinking about him again.