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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.
I too have seen the look of malice in their eyes. I saw it the night I broke up with the ex. He did the Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde that night for the first time. I just remembered that. I had thought I hadn’t seen it until months later but I did see it then.
I remember the exact moment that night that I saw “the look”. I saw my father in those eyes. That’s all I could remember. I saw them again the next day along with the laughing at me as I cried. That was 2 for 2 in resembling my father. I thought I was projecting. Then in time I realized I wasn’t. Just as my father had me believing for so long that it was me, so did the ex.
It is like the same spirit that possess them. How did I look at a man who physically doesn’t even resemble my father one bit and see him there? It’s eerie….so eerie… OK, onto another thought now I feel my anxiety rising…
Tood, Stargazer, takingmeback:
I now “get” the mask-switching. During our 3-year relationship, he was very calm, cool and collected. Usually he was able to keep it together with only occasional outbursts. The worst anger episodes were when he had a lawsuit (his initiation) and he was afraid he would lose. Toward the end, as he was having an affair (at first unbeknownst to me as he was traveling out of town), he would find ANY excuse to be angry. He made an effort to ruin every holiday, and then blame it on me (once when I had a broken foot and I asked him to bring the flowers I had bought for my Mom for Mother’s Day). I can see in hindsight that this is a common method they use, of course they are always the victims and everything is our fault. He (they) never do anything wrong! Usually I am a very strong woman, but I despise conflict and had taken a very passive role with him just to keep the peace.
Just expect the unexpected with these people, and proceed with extreme caution. If you don’t have an alarm system, get one. My experience is that they are EXTREMELY angry and vindictive, particularly when you tell the truth and attempt to expose them for what they are. They are also masters at projection. You can almost take everything they say, twist it around 180 degrees and you arrive at the truth.
Yes, it is like an evil spirit possesses them. I had a psycho boyfriend at 19, the last one at 46, and now I presently have a psycho (woman) tenant. I feel like I am a psycho magnet. Has anybody else had this experience? I’m not sure what lesson I’m supposed to learn, but please give me a new one!! I’ve almost become paranoid that if someone is “nice” they must be a nut-case! Talk about trust issues — major.
The commonality of their qualities and characteristics is amazing. We’re all with the same guys (or girls), just different faces and locations.
Stargazer: I’ve read every Ann Rule book, mostly about psychopaths/sociopaths, but unfortunately none of them have happy endings — somebody always dies in the end. It’s much wiser to be safe than sorry. I can guarantee you, I watch my back now. I know what these people are capable of, so please be careful!
Star, I know it’s kind of scary sometimes when you realize you just don’t know them or what they can do, but the best thing of all is to stay under their radar, which is why victims let them get away with so much. It’s sad, but getting tough with these people can be real dangerous. There are some I would get tough with, but not my first husband.. he is a real psycho and extremely good at getting people to believe him.
Thank you for the heads up. I will keep my eyes open. I already turned him in, and it’s been a week. I haven’t heard anything. I happened to peek on the reptile site and saw him posting there as if everything is fine. Lucky me that he’s the first person there I saw. I got knots in my stomach immediately and felt very anxious. Is this a form of PTSD?
If he had a temper, it must have been directed toward his wife because I never saw it. I did, however, see the game playing and mental cruelty, and the total indifference to my feelings. He also did not seem interested in my money. He gets paid ridiculously well by the army, and I don’t have much at all, so it would be silly for anyone to even try.
Takingmeback, I do believe these people keep coming into our lives until we healed the unresolved issues. I had so much rage about my stepfather as a young adult. Until I release the bulk of it, I kept inviting crazy roommates and friends into my life. My life has been relatively stable and boring for the last 8 years or so, until this recent S came into it and threw me into crisis.
I will lay it all down for everyone. Male sociopaths do target the typical care giving, nurturing, forgiving, & loving females in all societies worldwide. They have probably been doing this since the dawn of time. Instead of wanting your companionship, they want to take something from you. Do not let them take this from you. Save your love for people with conscience. Forget about the traditional role of a nurturing woman with everyone you first meet. I think it is always a wise idea to cast a little shadow first & let the ones who see you for yourself decidely walk into your life in harmony. That is my suggestion.
Dear stargazer,
I completely agreee with you. These people come as long as there are unresolved issues around, as khatalyst put it: the universe sends tests, and this is the one how much you love thyself. I also think it is not only a matter of “getting it” with the brain but also with the heart. I just started to realize with my heart what a cruel game my parents were playing with me all my life, even now as I am 46 years old, so I could not get a chance of building a decent self esteem or boundaries as there existed none to them. I feel so betrayed by them now, far too late to change much of my life’s journey as I am on fairly solid rails, and finally the tears I should have wept a long time ago are coming. I am grateful in a way to my p friend who treated me so badly that I realized the PATTERN. Now I see these people around me everywhere and I am desperately trying to make them treat me nicer as I HAVE CHANGED!!! I am NOT the doormat anymore everybody can polish its ego, even the most lousy creep. It is very difficult as everybody still wants me “as I was before”, and it makes me just sick and sad, they still want the “nice, all disponible, hard working, never complaining, happy, diplomat, take and swallow it all culprit” me. Somehow it is quite difficult for me to be NOT nice, have “hair on the teeth” as we say in German, and put on my defenses for the first time in my life. And doing this I could cry all along because of my parents and all the others who got advantage from their behaviour. I know I have to go through this phase, and I will be feeling better afterwards, but now I feel very lonely, and I am very grateful for you all. Have a nice evening!
Dear vmPatricia,
I can totally relate to you finding out that your mother has malice for you, that was exactly what mine had for me, and the reason I had so much difficult realizing that her “version” of forgiveness was so WRONG, so malicious. She wanted me to “forgive” her completely for her malice, even though she was NOT in any way remorseful, but rather, I think, more “gleefull” than anything. Filled with rage and control.
My own journey to find that my spirituality had been crushed beneath her demands for something that my religion didn’t demand. Coming to grips with the fact that she COULD and WOULD lie to me (something I never considered possible) and that she DID NOT care for my welfare, but quite the oppositve, that she would sacrifice even my life for her own desires and for my P-son’s desires “did it for me” and I realized I could NEVER TRUST HER. She is not going to change now at age 79 1/2—and so now she is alone. It is a shame that these people do that to us.
It is difficult to get the bitterness out of my heart for her, but I am working on it, not for her sake, but for MY SAKE. I don’t want to waste any more of my life because of her. She is her own worst enemy, and I don’t intend to let her be MY enemy and to hurt me any more. I can only accomplish that if I do get the bitterenss out of my heart completely, as I have with the other Ps.
NO CONTACT helps make that possible by preventing current and future injuries and rekindling the bitterness. (((hugs)))
OxD
Wow Again!
I am 6’4″ 230lb . (it) is a buck fifty soaking wet ! If I had killed (it) do ya think the Athorities would have even in the remotest blink of an eye, Believed me? Not ! And then it would be me sitting in prision With a cluster of PSY/SOC malcontents.! Love jere
Speaking of forgiveness, Peggy, BTW I loved your article on forgiveness and here’s an old one of mine on the same subject. I think forgiving them is easier than forgiving ourselves, learning to trust ourselves not to hurt others or to not keep ourselves safe from predation by the Ps.
The journey starts out about them, but ends up about ourselves. I also realize too, that for those people I have hurt, that I would like to forgive me, if they are unable to do so, I can understand them hanging on to that bitterness and lack of trust, but I will also not let them use it as a club to continually punish me with. I have watched that scenerio too many times.
My step son cheated on his wife one time. He confessed to her, made the amends as best he could and went to therapy, and has been faithful ever since. She supposedly “forgave” him and trusts him now, but every chance she gets she brings it up IN PUBLIC to shame him, talks to him like a dog, etc. He felt so guilty he let this continue for years, and finally, got to the point he said to her.
“I did what I did. It was wrong of me. I know it hurt you, I am truly sorry, I have been faithful to you for x number of years now, but it has become apparent to me that you still harbor a great deal of bitterness toward me for that long ago bad choice of mine. I don’t know any other way than I have done to convince you that I love you and want to be with you, and that I will not repeat that behavior. That said, if you are not able to let go of your bitterness and your desire to humiliate me in public and to punish me, then since our son is now 18, I am willing to split what we have down the middle and get a divorce, because I do not want to continue to be punished for what happened a decade ago. I cannot undo the past.”
She calmed down and they are still together, but sometimes the best we can do to make ammends is not really deeply accepted and the person we hurt won’t let go our their anger and bitterness against us. If that becomes the focus of their relationship with us, holding on to that hurt and using it as a weapon then we must, I think sadly, let that relationship go, not in anger, but in sadness and resignation, knowing that some relationships can’t really be repaired if the injury is deep enough or the person unable to learn to trust again.
Oxy:
You are SO RIGHT! The journey starts about them…but ends up about us!
I have a quote about forgiveness for you regarding your son, Oxy, “I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note–torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.” — Henry Ward Beecher
P.S. You are a wonderfully inspirational writer. You have held the “cyber” hands of so many here. You are truly a contributor to Lovefraud’s success. I wish I could give you a medal… “Oxy, the most welcoming and supportive member of Lovefraudland”.
You are an amazing woman. Thank you.
Blessings and Peace,
Peggy