Sooner or later, those of us who are romantically involved, or have been romantically involved, with sociopaths and other exploiters recognize that the relationship is bad for us and must end. Although we know this intellectually, often we still feel incredible attraction, even love, for the individual. How do we break the emotional attachment?
For example, Lovefraud recently received the following letter:
I am single, and I think I was with someone very narcissistic, if not outright sociopathic. The thing is, even though I am no longer with him (and he did not get to my finances), he broke my heart.
My question is, how do you get over him? I have tried to date others, but no man has compared with the chemistry and (you know, all the rest) that I had with the narcissist. I have a man now who truly loves me, and we are soul mates. I just don’t have that “sizzle” with him that I did with the one who was bad for me. Do you think I should “settle” for the good, honest man? I mean, I am attracted to him; it’s just not the mad passion like the narcissist brought out.
Many, many readers have told Lovefraud that getting over relationships with sociopaths (narcissists, etc.) is much more difficult than getting over other relationships that they’ve had. The reasons for this are complicated, and are rooted in both normal human psychology and the sociopath’s pathology.
The seduction
The first thing to understand is that sociopaths engage in seduction. This is significantly different from a normal dating relationship.
When two relatively healthy people begin dating, they are both testing the waters. They are spending time with each other to see if they like each other enough, or have enough in common, or get along well enough, to keep going. Yes, one party may be more interested than the other, but neither of them has made a decision.
In contrast, sociopaths purposely and consciously seduce their targets. They lavish the person with attention. They want to know everything about the target, they call and text constantly, they shower the person with gifts large and small. Sociopaths move fast, and quickly begin talking about love, commitment and marriage. This is called love bombing.
For most of us, the only experience we’ve ever had with this level of attention is in a fairytale. We are swept off our feet, caught up in the intensity, the magic, of Prince or Princess Charming. We’ve heard all those stories of “love at first sight,” and hope that it’s finally happened to us. We think it’s real.
Here’s what you need to understand: The sociopath’s extraordinary pursuit is never about love. It is about predation. You are or have something that the sociopath wants—at least for the moment. Despite what the sociopath says, his or her interest in you is not about building a relationship or future together. It’s about acquiring a possession.
The sex adventure
Sociopaths, both men and women, are hard-wired for sex. They have high levels of testosterone, and a strong appetite for stimulation. These two facts are probably responsible for the “animal magnetism” that we sense with them.
But that’s only the beginning. Sociopaths are often extraordinarily energetic and proficient lovers—at least technically. Because of their tremendous sexual appetite, they start young and have a lot of partners, so they quickly become experienced. And, because they have no shame, they feel no inhibitions. In fact, they frequently want to push their partners’ boundaries.
Is this passion? No—it’s boredom. Sociopaths quickly tire of the same old thing, and want new sexual adventures. Getting the target to go along with their desires offers two types of rewards: They enjoy new modes of stimulation. And, they manipulate the partners. This is especially fun if the partner initially resists the demands.
The sex connection
From Nature’s point of view, of course, the purpose of sex is propagation—the continuation of the human species. Nature wants children to survive, and the best chance of that happening is when parents stay together to care for them.
Therefore, sexual intimacy causes changes in the brain that contribute to bonding between the partners. One agent for doing this is oxytocin, a neurotransmitter sometimes called the “love hormone.”
Oxytocin is released during sexual orgasm, and, in women, in childbirth and nursing. According to Wikipedia, here’s what the hormone does:
Oxytocin evokes feelings of contentment, reductions in anxiety, and feelings of calmness and security around the mate. In order to reach full orgasm, it is necessary that brain regions associated with behavioral control, fear and anxiety are deactivated; which allows individuals to let go of fear and anxiety during sexual arousal. Many studies have already shown a correlation of oxytocin with human bonding, increases in trust, and decreases in fear.
So during sex, your brain is being flooded with calmness, trust and contentment, and fear and anxiety are alleviated. If you’re involved in a true loving and committed relationship, this contributes to bonding, which is fine and healthy.
Sociopaths, however, do not bond in the same way that healthy people do. Although we don’t know if oxytocin works differently in sociopaths, or perhaps doesn’t work at all, we do know that sociopaths are deficient in their ability to love. So while the healthy partner develops a love bond; the sociopath does not.
The addiction
A love bond is created by pleasure, and during the seduction phase of the relationship, the sociopath generates extreme pleasure for the target. However, addiction research has discovered that although pleasure is required to form a bond, pleasure is not required to maintain it. Even when a relationship starts to get rocky, normal people still feel bonded. Again, this is Nature’s way of keeping people together. If parents split up at the first sign of trouble, the survival of children would be in doubt.
Sooner or later, of course, relationships with sociopaths get rocky. Perhaps the sociopath engages in cheating, stealing or abuse. The sociopath’s actions create fear and anxiety in the target. But instead of driving the target away from the sociopath, anxiety and fear actually strengthen the psychological love bond.
So what do the targets do? They turn to the sociopaths for relief. The sociopaths may apologize profusely and promise to change their hurtful ways, reassuring the targets. The targets, feeling bonded to the sociopaths, want to believe the reassurances, so they do. Then the two people have sex, which reinforces the bond again.
From the target’s point of view, the relationship becomes a vicious circle of bonding, anxiety, fear, relief, sex and further bonding. The longer it goes on, the harder it is for the target to escape.
The result: For the target, the love bond becomes an addiction.
Vulnerability
How is this possible? How do targets get into this predicament?
Often, targets are primed for sociopathic relationships due to trauma that they have already experienced in their lives. As children, they may have suffered physical, emotional, psychological or sexual abuse from family members, authority figures or others. Or, the targets may have already experienced exploitative relationships, such as domestic violence, from which they have not recovered.
These abusive experiences create “trauma bonds.” As a result, abuse and exploitation feel normal to a target.
For healing to occur, targets need to look honestly into themselves and into their histories, finding the root of the issue. Was there a prior relationship that made you vulnerable to a sociopath?
Recovery
So, to answer the original question in the letter, how do you get over the sociopath?
First of all, you need to understand that what you are feeling is not chemistry or love. You are feeling addiction and a pathological love bond—the trauma bond.
Healing requires conscious effort. The book called The Betrayal Bond, by Patrick J. Carnes, Ph.D., is an excellent resource for doing this. Carnes writes:
Once a person has been part of our lives, the ripples remain, even though we have no further contact. In that sense a relationship continues even though we may consciously exorcise it from our conscious contact. Once you understand that principle, a shift will occur in all of your contact with others.
If the relationship was toxic, as in a traumatic bond, the relationship must go through a transformation, since it will always be with you. You do not need to be in contact with th person to change the nature of the relationship. You can change how you perceive it. You can change how it impacts you.
How do you do this? You commit to facing the reality of the relationship—all of it. Trauma tends to distort perception—you want to focus the good memories and forget about the bad ones. You must force yourself to deal with the truth of the experience—including the betrayal.
If you’re still feeling the tug of the pathological relationship, The Betrayal Bond includes information and exercises that can help you break free. The book is available in the Lovefraud Store. (My book, Love Fraud, describes an alternative path to recovery.)
And to the Lovefraud letter-writer: Do not confuse drama with love. Accepting a good, honest man is not “settling.” It is the foundation of a healthy relationship.
You can move forward.
Hi everyone —
Below is a link to brief talk on Awesomeness, which I think you’ll like:
http://www.ted.com/talks/neil_pasricha_the_3_a_s_of_awesome.html?utm_source=newsletter_weekly_2011-01-11
Hi Soimnotthecrazee —
Both. I was in therapy years ago, and for this adventure I had to go on antidepressants. May I ask why?
Shock,
Sure ask! I have not been here very long and I’m not familiar with you and your story/ies.
Nor I you. In fact, I haven’t read anyone’s story. I joined recently myself and just pick up the threads as I come into them.
Shock,
When did you first post? and who welcomed you? at least I hope you were welcomed!
soimnotthecrazee1,
Donna welcomed me, along with others when I first posted a few weeks ago. Now I’m curious: why did you inquire about meds and my “anxiety” right off the bat?
Shocked,
Your posts resonate with me the most, touching a deeper side to myself that feels familiar but so very distant….the depths for which you feel about your spath and the simplicity of arrival of appreciation at what has been, and creating meaning from it, are things I can only visualize or try to aspire too. Your words are very calming for me amidst a storm of grief and pain. I realized something tonight: I don’t know who I am anymore….
I was out with my daughter, her bf and she asked me a question..”Ma, what DO you like to do?” Tears filled my eyes…because ya know what, Shock? I don’t know anymore…
She said to me, “Ma, I remember when you use to do foo-foo, remember that? Craft stuff everywhere, bows for the christmas tree made all by you, do you remember that?”….Oh I do remember…..but that person is gone. Or if not gone, hidden now in a well of pain and years of abuse……..but this time it’s different, even after twenty years with xP, I never felt like I lost myself like I have now, like my soul was sucked out of me..
There are times I feel very grounded, VERY CLEAR, Shock…but then something comes along like what happened with my daughter last night ( can’t go into it over again) that are reverberations, a domino effect of my relationSHIT with exPOS in which my children have experienced the fallout…..
It is excrutiating to finally wake up to the nightmare of the pain I caused, while he goes forward without any repercussions to himself and I’m left to pick up the pieces…….
What IS this with being clear and then in the depths of despair? Triggers and reminders? What did you go through Shocked?
All I can say here is this: I want to be well again. I want to feel joy longer than five minutes. I want to make up to all of those around me, all they lost. I want to assert my boundaries appropriately (something of which I’m constantly aware), I want not to think five more minutes of this little BASTARD who sought to steal my heart and gut out my GOOD soul, I want to drive down my street without worrying about seeing him with his latest FUCK! I want to go to my favorite grocery store, be with those I care for there and run into (PLENTY) and be okay if he’s THERE when I”m THERE……..Why should it be ME that runs?? WHY? It should be HIM that runs in shame!! IT SHOULD BE HIM!!!
I’m so angry, I don’t know what to do with my anger. I almost feel as if my grieving is somehow not normal………….I move from clarity, outright PEACE into a trigger and despair in five minutes………
Letters and emails of love come from those concerned. I don’t know how to explain or what to say. THEY LOVE ME!! I LOVE THEM…but am I even REAL anymore, Shock?
One of the things I love so much, is nature. This I know. I visualize walking at the local park with my puppy….but the intrusive thoughts of HIM, drown out those simple joys…is this what I WANT? Is this who I AM? I don’t know anymore, Shock. And that’s the most frightening thing ever. I had my head so far up his ass, that part of me KNOWS what’s right and from where it comes, but part of me is stuck on the Psuedo promise from childhood from him…………all imbedded in nothing but lies….and when I say such things to those I’m so close to, who love me, who ask….they have no idea what I mean. They have no idea what to say…..and I don’t know how to explain my pain…….
I have a desire to live. I’m so FUCKING ANGRY that I WASTED TEN YEARS OF MY VALUABLE LIVE ON THIS FUCKER!!!! I”M SO ANGRY ABOUT THAT!! I”M SO ANGRY AT THE FALLOUT OF WHAT I”VE DONE AND HE SUFFERS NOTHING WHILE HE”S FUCKING SOMEONE ELSE DOWN THE STREET< ANOTHER VICTIM AND I CAN"T FIND IT IN MY HEART TO BE ANGRY WITH HER< BECAUSE SHE IS A VICTIM TOO!!!!!!!!!
I just want to feel the rain on my face again and ENJOY it. I want to walk my black weiner and enjoy his frolicking along the way. I want to KNOW ME again, even though I don't know that person anymore………the basics are all I know. Idon't even know if I like school anymore, or the reasons I started to begin with………..
ANd anytime I sit and say how I feel what i'm told is that I need "Therapy". While that is true, there is more to it than that……I feel it's all so simple, while I complicate with my pain…….
Shocked……I don't know who I am. I don't know what to do……..and what explains the moments of PURE CLARITY that I have……the truth I feel that is…….while falling apart to the lie…..
I'm working hard. I'm so exhausted. From the time I get up to the time I go to bed……….
Sometimes I think if I feel even a minute of joy, it means he's gone from my life and that scares the hell out of me…..do you know what I mean here?
In so many ways, I'm doing well. School, asserting my boundaries and in other ways, I'm falling apart…………
One of my friends on FB wrote something incredibly profound out of the blue on my wall. It's always ALWAYS me that's the cheerleader, whether it's on FB inmy friends lives or at school……….I love encouraging others when they feel down or discouraged………but when they do the same for me……I don't know what to do.
I've had my head so far up my spath's ass that when my daughter asked me what I liked to do, I IMMEDIATELY thought of him……….not of me. I don't know anymore.
I gave away my life, I gave away the lives of my children when he could have given a rats ass about them.
Why do I think he will change with this new woman? Why did I give TEN YEARS of my FUCKING LIFE BUILT ON A PROMISE OF A LIE FOR NOTHING?
I served a purpose. I WAITED for the lie to come true. My purpose is all to real. I was a piece of ass until he could get out of the marriage. Once out, I served no purpose anymore.
The promise is dead.
And he nearly took me with it…now I'm starting all over, from nothing, from someone I thought I was ……from a life form, to an amoeba……….
While he waltzes on to someone else within three weeks that he's fucking and introducing to his family as if I never existed.
I never got the love bombing shit everyone describes here.
Even to a spath, I was lower than low.
Even then.
And somehow, someway, I have to figure out how the hell to pull myself out of this one, when I don't know who I am anymore,what I want………..or even if I have that long to decide………
LL
Shock,
Some of us have been so traumatized here we are very reserved and curious about newbies. Aren’t you a male? Add that to the list of cautions! I don’t share with straight men. *** edited*** that don’t have a PHD after their name.
I watched your posted link it is nice. Just a bit too advanced for where I am at in my healing. My xspath killed the 3 yr old inside of me. I am working on trying to revive her and get her enthusiasasm for life back. I have gone through multiple traumas in the past 2 years that have just not allowed me to get her back. I am working on it.
Best of luck on your healing!
Soimnotthecrazee1!
LL,
Hugs woman! You sure are finding your way to the next step. Keep climbing!!
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Skylar,
You are welcome! You deserve the compliment! Thank you for your insight! I completely agree with, and have experienced the following… You had said: “Sure there are lots of people who are not spaths, but they aren’t good people and they will just go along and watch while the spaths do their dirty work, they will not protect us. The “regular” people are aware that lots of people are liars and use others, but they are UNaware of the depths of the evil in the spaths. The spaths disguise themselves as a “regular” and incite hatred/envy toward the good ones.”
Skylar, I experienced this when I had been at my previous office. You wind up realizing that you have to deal with the nonsence inwardly, on your own. That was another thing that I had a constant awareness of… The fact that I had to just dig deep within myself for the strenght I needed to deal with the insane actions of the predator, on my own. Once you present the truth to someone and you sense that they (at the very most) only half heartedly believe your perceptions/truth, you realize you cannot go there again with any one else because of the potential of further harming yourself, emotional well being, dignity, self respect, humility, etc. The feeling of solitude while dealing with the worst experience of your life is so completely overwhelming. For me it was like being encased within the deepest hollows of fear, looking out into the the world everyone except myself was living in. I WAS ALL ALONE IN IT. Until I started to share what had been happpening with my family and friends. There was nothing they could do about the actual problem as it was occuring within the work place, however, they believed every word I had told me about my situation and validated me and my thoughts. They guided and encouraged me to get away from my previous office and they helped me to realize that my business and my entire world would not fall apart if I left the hell behind, and started anew at a different location or even an entirely different company. My mind had become so twisted by the creep that I wouldn’t allow myself to trust my own judgment. Before the incident, I always felt that I had very sound judgment. I hope I did not misunderstand what you were expressing, by the way.
Thanks much,
Eden