Lovefraud recently received the following e-mail from a reader:
How do I process a relationship that had so many lies in it that I don’t know really with whom I was involved?
I miss the person I thought I knew so much, but at the same time, he was involved with someone else, and others, since at least last June. I thought he had had one affair—but not anything to the extent that it looks like now.
How do I process a relationship I never had? Was he lying the whole time acting out the “I love you’s”, the romantic comments, and the idea that we should be together? Is it all an act?
Most of us are reading and posting on Lovefraud because we were intensely, callously, brutally deceived in a relationship with a sociopath. The betrayal was so deep, and so profound, that all we can say is that the person we thought we knew, the relationship we thought we had, didn’t exist.
Much has been written here on Lovefraud about the different aspects of recovery. But in response to this reader’s e-mail, I’ll review some of the key points.
Understanding sociopaths and “love”
Sociopaths do not feel empathy for other human beings. Therefore, they do not have the ability to love as we understand it. There is no emotional connection, no true caring for the target of their “affections.”
What is going on when sociopaths say, “I love you?” They are not all the same, so there is a range of explanations for what they mean.
At the clueless end of the range, sociopaths may view the target as attractive arm candy, or may like the attention they receive from the target, or may enjoy sex with the target. Sociopaths may label as “love” whatever it is they feel with the target. So, “I love you,” means, “I like how I look when you’re with me,” or, “I like the fact that you’re showering me with attention,” or, “I like having sex with you.”
At the sinister end of the range, sociopaths know they are cold-hearted predators and view their targets the way cats view mice. These sociopaths play with their targets for awhile, then, when they tire of the game, abandon them, leaving the targets battered and gasping. Or, some sociopaths will go in for the kill, usually figuratively, but sometimes literally.
The reader asked, “Is it all an act?” Often, the answer is yes.
Accepting reality
The sociopath may have painted a picture of an exquisite future of unending togetherness and bliss. Or, the sociopath may have latched on to our own nurturing instincts, and convinced us that they can only survive with our caring and support. Then the mask slips, the story unravels, and we learn that everything we believed was a lie.
We must accept this reality. We must believe our own eyes and recognize the truth.
This may be really difficult. We thought we were working towards our dream. We made important life decisions based on what we were told. We may have spent a lot of money—maybe all of our money—at the behest of the sociopath.
We don’t want to believe that it was all a cruel mirage. We argue with ourselves—there must be some other explanation, some other reason. We may say, “I must have misunderstood; no one can be that heartless.”
Yes, sociopaths are that heartless.
The reasons they are heartless do not matter. Yes, in some cases they have had bad parents and a terrible childhood. But as an adult, they are not going to change. They are what they are, and the sooner we accept that, the sooner we can begin to recover.
Time and permission to recover
The psychological and emotional damage that we suffer because of our entanglements with sociopaths is often extensive. We may experience anxiety, depression, guilt, self-hatred, and perhaps even post traumatic stress disorder.
Some of us are so angry with ourselves for falling for the scam that we punish ourselves by blocking our own recovery. We say we will never trust again; never love again.
Please do not feel this way. If you never recover, giving up on trust and love, the sociopath will have truly won. Deny him or her that victory. Give yourself permission to recover.
Recovering from this damage is not an event; it’s a process. Readers often ask, “How long will it take?” The answer: It will take as long as it takes.
We may need to move forward in several directions at once, but it’s okay to move forward slowly. Some steps to take:
- Protecting our physical safety, if the sociopath has made threats, and what remains of our financial assets.
- Taking care of our physical health—eating right, getting enough exercise and sleep, avoiding alcohol and other substances.
- Finding a way to release the pent-up anger and pain within us, without showing it to the sociopath, because that will backfire.
- Rebuilding relationships with family members and friends that were damaged because of the sociopath.
- Letting moments of joy, no matter how small, into our lives. Joy expands, so the more we can let in, the more it will grow and the better we will feel.
The Lovefraud Blog has many more articles that focus on how to recover from the sociopathic entanglement. You’ll find them in the following category:
Believe in yourself. You can do this. You can get past the experience. You may have lost your innocence, but in the end, you’ll gain invaluable wisdom.
AR, I responded to your post, however when I hit “Post” it vasnished into cyber space. To tired to rewrite, but nice comisorating (sp?) with you. I am off to get my beauty sleep in preparation for tomorrow.
Alina, You are very welcome. So glad to hear that you are acquiring tools from your therapist. I know how affective and helpful that can be, for use now, as well as in future years to come. Keep up the Good Work, Alina. I am very tired or I would stay and chat with you, more. See you soon, I am sure!
Much love,
Eden
Adamrib…. Catered to by his mother, The favored one? — its disgusting and its just not normal. He is a grown man that should do things for himself but he doesnt. He would even call his mother when he would have fights with baby momma and the crazy lady would actually come to his rescue…insane.
GN Eden — I should do the same… ( I need my beauty rest too ) —
OMG LL!!!!!!! ROFLOLOLOL!!!!! You crack the bleep out of me!! The whole Victoria Secret scene, my GOD!!!!!!! I cannot turn off my laughter! That’s some story!
Love you, mean it!
E
The golden child almost always turns out to be a narcissist/spath. One of the precursors I believe.
Time for beddy bye for this girl too.
Gnite everyone . You are all the BEST!!!
AR.
Not necessarily. Mine was NOT the golden child by any means LOL!
despite what these spaths have been through as children, no matter their upbringing and some have been raised in HEALTHY HOMES (this is also genetic), as adults they are responsible for their actions, like we are. We don’t blame others, okay we do spaths, but only for a time, before we think about WHY WE WERE IN IT TO BEGIN WITH!
They NEVER do that. They never THINK about it.
They never gain insight. They will always be the same, but we are forever changed.
Nite all.
Eden? UGH! I know, I know…but seriously Victoria’s Secret was more fun than my spath!
It would be an unbelievable story if it weren’t for the reality taht a spath was involved.
UGH!
LL
LL, I am feeling like I should apologize. I didn’t mean to sound as if I was belittling your Victoria Secret event. It was just the way that you had explained the scene, and how it all played out. It is very dificult not to laugh at your words, or with you. Sometimes, it is even when you are being brutally forthright about an intensly painful event, that you spew things out in the most humorous of ways. I hope you understand, and I hope that I have not insulted you. You and Hens are my favorite humor mills, and come here just for that, at times.
Going to sleep now.
Love,
E
(((((((((((((( eden ))))))))))))))))
It was painful at the time, it still is in some ways, but when I describe things sometimes, I do it with humor….so no, you have no need to apologize.
It’s just how I deal with pain at times, but most very close to me would say that that’s probably not how I deal with it when I’m really expressing great pain..
This is a blog. I’m mindful of that. I share openly, with humor, because I know that some of what I share may be very triggering. I know a lot of what I read here is to me too.
Humor helps that.
It’s okay chica.
Sleep well and will be there for you tomorrow if you need it!
Now THAT could be potentially amusing!
LL
Admasrib – thanks, I will email her, I’m not so sure now its the same guy though, but usefully to chat to someone with a similar ‘background’ – can’t talk to anyone else.
As to sex, well mine seems a bit different to the normal in that regard. Although (I’m going to be a bit graphic here, ask me to delte if necessary) he could get it up particulalrly at first, he couldn’t stay up and almost never finished, particularly not inside. There were times in the early days where we tied it up, to make it stay up lol lol. He loved giving oral (and it was great). He was also into S&M & liked to dress as the sub partner when we went to parties/clubs, which was strange.
I feel at a disadvantage being on a different time zone with the rest of you. I wanted to talk about sex, too. (insert frowny face). I experienced a couple of different events that no one brought up so far.
The first was how he would use sex as a way to avoid something uncomfortable. After several weeks apart I agreed to meet with him to “talk”. I told him we needed to make an appearance at my niece’s baby’s 2nd birthday party. It was being held at my mother’s house and all the family and a slew of friends were going to be there. He’d had dinner at my mother’s twice over the years and met most family members at least once, but when we arrived at the party, he stopped me just before we got to the entrance of the back yard and started kissing me, deeply. He put my hand on his pants and asked me to feel him. He said he wanted to return to my house and have sex. I couldn’t believe it. I protested but he kept kissing me. God only knows what the neighbors were thinking. I lured him back into the car and told him we’d go to my house. But instead I pulled up to a bus stop and told him to leave. Then I went to the party without him. Who would do such a thing except someone so afraid of my family who had heard nothing good about him for the last 3 years.
The other thing he did was tell me he had to wait on a friend to finish having sex with his woman before the two of them could do whatever it was they had planned. he would go into detail about what they were doing. I would say something like, since you have time to kill we can do that too, but he never wanted to. He enjoyed the thought of me hearing about others having sex but me not getting any.
Jerk.
The very last time we were in my house together he asked me if I had any fantasies. I made up a couple to appease him and he told me it was his fantasy to hide in a closet and watch me have sex with another man while he masturbated. I told him I could arrange that, and he, in a very childlike manner, bounced on the bed and clapped his hands and got the craziest glint in his eye. Then I said I was just kidding. He shut down after that. No more communicating that night.
That’s all for me. Next time why don’t y’all get on MY schedule so I can enjoy some group discussion. Hmph.