UPDATED FOR 2020
A Lovefraud reader who posts as “LadyA” sent Lovefraud the following email. At the end, I suggest how she can recover from the sociopath.
I’ve spent a lot time thinking about my experience with my spath, and how it affected me and the people around me. I have read article after article, story after story. I now fully understand what spaths do and how they do it but I didn’t understand why I don’t feel any better about it. What was I missing?
When I left my spath it was a fairly dramatic experience. He had just been sentenced to serve jail time on the weekends for an obstruction of justice charge. My mom flew into town and in one swoop we packed up everything we could get in the car and left the province to go back to my hometown. I had to quit my job over email and send a goodbye text to all my friends.
I am thankful every day for what my mom did for me. I sure wasn’t happy about it at the time but I knew I needed out and this was my chance. What I didn’t know is how much moving back to my hometown would affect me emotionally. I had originally planned on only being back for six months. Just long enough for him to move on and get me out of mind, but it has now been just over three years and I still haven’t moved back. I got settled in a new job, new friends, and a new relationship. Even after all of this I haven’t been able to figure out why I’m not happy. Until three days ago.
Pride. I was proud of myself for the life that I had built. I moved 1200 km’s away from home right after high school to a big city. I was on the fast track to a strong career in a competitive field. I had a brand new car, paid all my bills on time, and was saving to buy a house. I was independent, reliable, strong, caring, and had a really great outlook on the world. Not many people can say that at 22.
All of that was ruined by a six-month “whirlwind romance.” I’m no longer proud of myself. I feel like I have failed because I came back home with my “tail between my legs” to my mommy. I no longer have a new car because it was repossessed as soon as I got back here. I am jaded, I don’t trust people easily, and I am no longer as strong as the face I put on the outside. I’ve gained weight because deep down I just don’t care anymore. My career is now on a plateau due to the location where I live. I don’t have one reason to be proud of myself right now.
How do I get my pride back when I know what happened? I want to feel proud of myself for my life but I just have zero idea where to start. I’ve thought about moving away again, but I don’t really know if that’s the answer. How can I be proud of what has happened in my life? I’m really honestly just so ashamed.
Donna Andersen responds
Dear LadyA,
I am so sorry about your encounter with a sociopath. Although this is not a normal breakup, the good news is that you can recover from the sociopath.
Right now, however, it does not seem that way. Why? I can see two reasons.
The first is that betrayal by a sociopath is a huge emotional injury. In the beginning of your email you said that, after all your reading, you now “fully understand what spaths do and how they do it,” but you don’t feel any better.
Understanding is a critical first step to you to recover from the sociopath. But understanding is an intellectual process, something that you do with your mind. The wound you experienced is also emotional. It needs to be dealt with emotionally.
How do you do that? You allow yourself to feel the pain of the injury.
This means letting yourself cry. Letting yourself scream and wail. Letting yourself experience anger — I’m sure there is anger — perhaps by working it out on a punching bag.
This isn’t pretty, and you probably want to do it privately, because other people often have difficulty being around this. Or, you may have a good therapist who can help you.
One way or another, any bottled up emotion you have within you needs to come out.
Underestimated the injury
Next you wrote that you identified the reason that you’re not happy as “pride.” But it seems like you are regarding pride as something bad, like one of the seven deadly sins.
You had every reason to be proud, because your pride was based on your achievement. And the sociopath took this away from you.
Here is what I think has happened: You have underestimated the scale of the injury, and the severity of the betrayal.
LadyA, you were building a life for yourself. You went out on your own; you started building a career; you were moving forward.
And some manipulative, deceitful parasite, who did something bad enough to end up in jail, ruined it for you.
Not only did he cost you money and hurt your career, he corrupted your outlook on life. You’re jaded; you don’t trust; you don’t care. You are not the young person you once were all because of the sociopath.
Recognize that this was not a normal breakup after all, you had to flee your home, job and friends.
Your life was shattered. Your psyche was deflated. This is a massive shock to your system. It’s no wonder that you are still struggling.
Drain the emotion
So what do you do? In my opinion, you do exactly what I suggested earlier — allow yourself to feel the pain now, knowing that the pain is bigger than you originally thought.
So you cry. You stomp. You imagine him standing in front of you and yell at him. (Do not, however, attempt to confront him in person. This would be counterproductive.)
The idea is to drain off the negative emotion.
As you drain the emotion, a void will be created within you. It’s very important to fill that void with joy.
This may sound preposterous to you, like you have no reason to be joyful. But don’t look at the totality of your life right how.
Do any small thing that makes you happy: Go for a walk. Play with your pets. Have lunch with a friend. Listen to music.
To recover from the sociopath, it may require many rounds of draining off the negative and replacing it with positive. But with time, you’ll find that your entire outlook will change, and you’ll be able to get back on track.
Importantly, with the wisdom you gained through this experience, you’ll never fall for a sociopath again.
Lovefraud originally published this article on May 12, 2014.
I know the new victim is happy now but will find out within a year that he is cheating…I feel so bad for her boys. Her youngest has downs and they don’t need this abusive mastermind in their life. I am trying to concentrate on my kids and myself but it is difficult just to get up and go to work. I know it will get easier, just wish the healing could come quicker…no time to feel sorry for myself!
DG….you nearly spoke my story…I thought he was my soul mate…he even went so far as to brainwashing me that we had a past life together…i literally wrote our love story…all 20+pages of it…all bullshit, manipulation…he knew I just wanted to be loved so badly after my failed marriage that he swooped in and gave me LOVE of my life…That became my addiction…I didn’t care about the money he sucked out of me or losing all my friends or shoving my kids in front of a tv, or losing my sanity as he got bored, or losing my home as he didn’t do shit around the house…I didn’t care…he loved me like no other ever did…but the effed up part is there was a motive behind it all…..he needed a home, money, and sex…and he got all that by just “loving ” me…sweet taking…best sex ever…then my best friend nearly smacked me across the face to wake up…she started sending me articles upon articles on the symptoms of narcisism, psychopathy, sociopaths….seriously 10 out of 10 every time!!!! Holy shit?! How could it be??? I’m a beautiful, smart, trustworthy, good person…DING DING DING…..aka….#perfectprey:(
When I was discarded after 20 some years I also felt it was the end of the world. I actually experienced physical symptons, it hurt so much. To be told “I don’t love you anymore, get over it”. And then to be told it is because I am “mentally ill” only to find out that he was seeing the young co worker , was the cruelest thing that ever happened to me. But now, 2 years later, it was not the end, it was the beginning of a new chapter. After the discard you cannot know how much of a blessing it all is. With time , no cobtact , maybe some legal help, maybe a counselor , educating yourself, distancing yourself from the relationship, and staying strong we all will be ok.
2nd time kaya! come ovah heah — xoxoxox. pinch on cheek. xxoox
Now I’m doing everything possible to reach out for support…therapy, alanon as I realize the affects of alcoholism in my family aided in my codependency that helped me to fall for this piece of shit, this blog, books, praying lots, me time, music, candles, audio books, now starting to exercise again…I stoped exercising the day I met him…I I was feeling really great before I met him! Ordered a new skincare regimen…and it was EXPENSIVE…and I DESERVE IT!! Even got teeth whitener!! Damn it I miss me too!! I wanna have my outside reflect all the work I’m doing on the inside. I wanna smile a lot…so I want my smile to be bright and beautiful!! This is now all about me…learning to love me!!!!!!
Wow…eyesopen123, I commend you for taking your life back. You have to be a beautiful, loving person because they prey on that type. You do deserve to be happy. your story is mine too. My NS dated me for only one month in hs. He cheated on his long term girlfriend with me but I didn’t know. He found out 3.5 years ago that I was newly divorced from my 17 year marriage to an alcoholic. I had also recently lost my sister to cancer and found out my son had muscular dystrophy. I was a sitting duck for this guy. I moved into the house next door to my parents and had 60k in the bank after the sale of my house. His house was under foreclosure so he moved right in. Yeah…3 loans on that house and his ex wife claimed bankruptcy while he walked away Scott free. I bought a 30 foot boat and a jet ski. We lived lavishly. The sex was amazing, although he took it too far many times. He was exciting and everything I ever wanted. I was blind to the fact that I stopped talking to my friends and family, stopped exercising. Like you, when I met him I was at the top of my game. Ready to start a new life, feeling good about myself. He came in and swooped me off my feet. Everything was so incredible until I found out about the first infidelities. He was a total sex addict and was having sex with multiple girls behind my back. He manipulated me and made me feel like something was wrong with me. I felt isolated because I didn’t want to lose him but the few people I spoke to said I wasn’t me anymore. My mom said…I want my happy,fun loving daughter back. How did I lose her? I too have codependency issues. I am in therapy and my therapist said she wants me to attend alanon meetings. I guess I’m not ready yet.
DG…I completely feel your pain on every level…I am new to alanon…I can’t say I’ve quite found my niche yet…but I am a very spiritual (not religious) person and these rooms are filled with So many people that you can relate to…you will start hearing stories and be like…OMG…I KNOW!!! Just like with this blog…zero judgement…just support. To me it’s like finding the best “church” out there…with a message that serves my life…anyway…the way i looked at it was…what in the world do I have to lose?? I will keep going…even 1 hour a week…every time I leave I feel BETTER! I’m not pushing…just saying it’s worth a try. I’m the youngest in every room so far…but I’m ok with that because these people have lots of recovery under there belts and welcome me with open arms…its a nice feeling…because I know it’s REAL AND HONEST!!!!! Also …download the CoDa (codependents anonymous) app on your phone…it’s great to read the entries daily and very similar message as alanon..most people in alanon are codependent.
Yeah I’ll admit it, if I didn’t meet you here, I may be skittish at first (and for awhile).
Totally right, Jenna! Gotta be aware.
Yep…guards up Jenna…no doubt…no doubt!!! Everyone has to take the path that works for them. I don’t think my walls have ever been so high…it will be a long time before I feel I can Let someone in again…that is FO SHO! I really am scared I won’t be able to truly trust again 🙁
me too and having the kids be so hostile to me has made it a whole lot worse.
Christmas, bah humbug, I hate it now and that was something else he took, the kids hate it too and I don’t blame them.
I DO blame them for treating me as he has, and that is an added TRUST issue that has really set me back, so far today that I am not sure even where to Begin.
Thanks eyesopen123. I’ll try that app and maybe go to a meeting soon.
No pressure…everybody is different…if nothing changes nothing changes…right? Just figured couldnt hurt to just try something different. Have a good night 🙂
Thanks…you too. 🙂
Another app I have grown to LOVE is called gratitude journal…you can set it to force yourself to think of something you are grateful for every few hours…it helps a lot 🙂
“Do not look forward to what might happen tomorrow. The same everlasting Father who cared for you today will care for you tomorrow and every day. Either he will shield you from suffering or he will give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, then , and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations . ”
This verse has helped me tremendously through my troubles.
xoxo.
Hanalei
I felt exactly like you when I was discarded. Like trash. Like something thats broken or not nice to look at anymore, something you put at the curb for the weekly pick up. And that’s exactly what we are to them. Something you can dispose of without any attachments. Something that does not hold any value. We were never of any value to them except the love we showed them boosted their selfish ego. We did not count. In my case even my son was of no special value to his father. How could he leave his family without any financial support , stopped paying the mortgage and proceeded to go on a cruise with her? How could he sip champagne on a tropical beach wondering what his only child would eat? The truth is we were garbage to him. No value, no place in his heart.
Divorce is ugly, always. Divorcing a sociopath takes it to levels you can’t even imagine. The accusations ,entitlements , the blaming and smear actions, unbelievable. I survived all this.
Now, 2 years after the discard he cannot accept that he is not a part of our lives anymore. He wants us to feel sorry for him. Never going to happen. He can stay in the hell he created. I exited it the day he left.
Kaya, I agree, their children are trash (and pawns) to them too.
My ex has 3 daughters, all good girls making lives for themselves. He had nothing positive to say about any of them. He always bought cheap trash for them for Christmas, it was embarrassing. I started buying them nice gifts “from him” and they let me know that they knew it was me, since it was a lifelong joke between them what crap their dad would get them this year. They said he had always been that way, never denying himself a thing, while they went without.
Once incident has stuck with me about his middle daughter who was about 25 at the time. She had a good job, a nice apartment, and had recently bought her first new car. I talked to her to invite her to a barbecue for Father’s Day, and she asked me if it was ok if she brought her new boyfriend and went on to tell me about him, she was so excited! When I told her dad how happy she was and that she was bringing him, he said with a sneer – there’s no boyfriend. She is a liar and has always been a liar – she’s just like her mother, she’s probably off her meds. You will see, she won’t bring anyone, because there is no one.
Well, she did bring him and he was wonderful! It was clear he was smitten with her. When I mentioned it to my ex afterward, he said – he won’t last, he’ll see she’s crazy and he’ll be gone.
Long story short, I got to see their love story develop until I was discarded, and their joy in each other was obvious. After several years, they got married.
Kaya, I wish your ex would find someone/something to occupy himself so he’d leave you alone. I’m so glad mine did.
kaya48 and HanaleiMoon
Me, Three. At the discard, I was completely overwhelmed by how worthless my ex thought of me. I grew up in an awful family and I worked to escape “my raising”. I had been a team member of a phenomenal career, I had put myself through university. I accomplished so much and yet, I was back to my original family, I was supposed to be grateful for a place to sleep and not starving, worth less than nothing. NO value. Easily disposed of and he/they were irritated that I didn’t accept that I was done with and to get out of his/their way for what was valued, which was NOT me.
I asked my husband once, what did you think about me when you were with her. He would sometimes answer truthfully and did so. He said, “I didn’t think of you at all”.
That’s how he could do it, to him I did not exist, not at all. My daughter did not exist at all. The only thing that occupied his mind was the moment in front of him. IF, and ONLY IF, I was spoken of, it was in response to annoyance that I refused to “get it”, that I didn’t “deserve” to have ANYTHING, that I was supposed to be grateful for the charity they did give me, because I was SUCH A NOTHING that I deserved only charity (food and sleep) which came from them being such good people and not because of anything about me.
To be so nothing as a child that to be allowed to live and not be dead was charity…. and to end up married to a man and his family/friends who lived that mindset too… Thank God I found out that is the mindset of sociopaths and not a truthful pronouncement about me.
…because as a child, I used to spend a lot of time wondering what was so wrong with me that mama/my family knew I was the one who they wished had never been born. No wonder it was easy for my ex, he just had to pretend to be the person I said I wanted, and then he got all the benefits he wanted until he used me up.
Hanalei
Just your story with the daughter shows how manipulative they are. Yes, I wish myself that he would go on with his life and leave us alone. I am not sure how much clearer I can make it, I divorced him, no contact for 21 months, what else does he need ? His new thing is that he sends letters to my son via registered Mail with return receipt. I guess he worries if I would trash his letters to his son ? No idea, but we are not picking up this crap anymore from the post office. It’s ridiculous. All it is blaming me, that’s why he had to leave. Blah, Blah. He forgets that his son was 17 and not 7 or 8. He was very aware of the affairs and the nude pics exchange. My ex can demonize me, the marriage, my life with him as much as he wants to. We all know the truth and we don’t care. Hopefully he will get it and leave us alone. He should cry to the sexy co workers with long hair. I am sure they can cheer him up. 🙂