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.
Star i agree with Oxy dont worry about the next woman. With spaths they treat all their victims the same and its just a matter of time before the mask begins to crack.
For Adamsrib and others who are wondering, Raymond is not a spath. He did not call me to hurt me. He probably missed me, too, but not in the same way I missed him. He cares for me but did not fall in love with me (and who could expect him to in two weeks?). He called me because I reached out to him and called myself his friend. He was not the one who contacted me first. When you choose to be friends with an ex-lover, you open yourself up to hearing about their love life. This was my doing. He was just doing what he would have loved to do all along – keep me in his life as a friend. I knew the partying lifestyle he lived when I met him and I accepted it because it was only 2 weeks. So he is just being the same person he always was. I’m sure it never occurred to him that a 50 year old woman would feel very hurt hearing about his young lover, because he doesn’t think about my age. His biggest crimes are thoughtlessness, selfishness, and insensitivity.
The saddest thing about this is that it’s very possible if I had stayed, he would have eventually fallen in love with me. It seemed to be heading in that direction. He may have even had some interest in rekindling a relationship with me now. But I could never be with him now after where he’s been. I could never trust him. It was a matter of timing and geographical distance.
I will always be grateful to him for the lesson he taught me. I couldn’t have learned this lesson if I hadn’t opened up to him so much. There is really no other way I could have done it.
I noticed today I seemed to connect with men better at work. I can look them in the eyes more and receive their energy more. I’m on the road to recovery.
With all my heart and every fiber of my being, I believe life works better when we take full responsibility for our own lives.
Love,
Star
Thanks so much to everyone here on LF for being so encouraging to me over the last couple days specifically. Yesterday was bad after seeing the counselor for the first time and being so terrified and down. I even got sick with stomach problems last night because I was so upset and went to bed early. I have to get up at 4:15 tomorrow morning since my drive to work is long. The very best news of the day is that I am going on Friday morning for testing for the job at the sheriffs office-the job that I want SO much. I hope I do well cuz I want this job SO bad. It will be full time with benefits and the greatest thing for my resume-as far as going to be a cop next year. I am praying and praying.
Star-I’m glad you’re feeling better. I’ve missed you recently.
Candy and Oxy-those were sweet posts to me earlier about work. Thank you.
I don’t like the cliche “pity party” and that’s not what I was doing. My fear was very real and very genuine and was projected out of pain that was very real. It is a thought pattern I will no doubt be working on maybe for the rest of my life. None of this was about self pity. It was about catastrophic fear. Underlying everything was a fear that I couldn’t survive if my man left me for someone younger and more attractive. That it would mean something really horrible was wrong with me and I couldn’t survive it. I would fight to control the situation, relating the need to control the women they were around for my own survival! I didn’t think I would ever fix this problem. Little did I know the only way to fix it would be to go through it and see that I can survive. It’s not the end of the world.
Something was said earlier about giving her heart away too fast. I think I am really hurting because of the opposite. I don’t give my heart away freely and then I did and look what happened?
I am hurting again right now because I went to a winery for some wine with a few friends. I am not a teetotaler, but I also am not a big drinker. I can take it or leave it. I have to be in the mood to drink and when I am, I can drink. Because the spath was a drinker, of course when I was with him, I drank. So now everytime I have a few drinks, I think about the past and I get so upset all over again. Why can’t he love me, etc.? I related to Star’s post about the CR guy in that it was a timing thing. I felt that with my spath before I realized he is not really capable. That it was all timing and he would have fallen in love with me if the timing was right. I am just really sad right now. I don’t even turn my cell phone on because I know I won’t hear from him and I also don’t want to be tempted to text him so I just keep it off. I hadn’t had it on since Thursday and it’s now Tuesday. I finally just turned it on and nothing…no texts from him, no messages from anyone. I know the NC thing is the absolute way to go, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less or make the longing go away. I know eventually it will and believe me, I am way better now than I was a year ago…but…it is still really hard. I wanted him more than anyone and WHY???? He really put me under his spell. Not sure if I will ever totally escape it. I am just venting because I am hurting at the moment, but I will be OK as usual. I am strong.
I have been lurking back and forth on this site for about a year. Unlike many of you, I had little reason to fall into my spath trap. I was in a commited relationship and fairly happy. I came from a strong family of origin, and would call myself a deeply spiritual person.
I meet him at the gym, two years ago were he hit on my relentlessly. It is something I am used to, but was shocking to me was his presistane and his overwhelming charm and good looks. I fell.
The first time I just knew it was a huge mistake. I was basically body parts to him. I felt ashamed, used, and disgusted at myself. He told me he wanted no relationship with me, he said he had no use for me beyond sex. But the sexual experience was so strong, I was hooked. I tried to resist. I told myself never again every time. I reminded myself of my own worth, yet lower and lower I sank. I gave in to the idea I would have to just accept the treatment because I wanted him. But I started speaking up. Defending myself. Asking him to stop calling me names. To stop telling me about the other woman. He warned me that he would cut me off if I became difficult. Then he did.
For about eight months he would call me, flirt, get me to give him massages, do odd jobs but refused sex. I was humiliated.
I missed his acceptance. I missed the sex, it was the only good thing, and he took it away.
Finally one day he called me and told me about a girl that he saw in town that could be my sister and asked if we could have a threesome. Totally not my kind of thing, but I would have don it to get back with him. But I guess he was just testing me. I week later I offered myself to him, thinking he would due to the threesome offer and he said I was only worthy of giving hom a bj. I finally blew. I called him every name, switched my number and cried for three months. The humiliation.
The problem is, I see him in town, he is unavoidable. I can’t forget him. There are reminders every time I leave my home.
Now after intense therapy I too, accept my responsibility. I knew what he was. For crying out loud he didn’t trick me, I chose this poison.
Now I see him at the gym a few times a week. At first he gave me the stares. I broke the spell and set my conscious free my saying only this to him. ” I owe you an apology” he just responded with a thank you.
I now endure his powerful good looks and charm as he seduces other woman as I watch. I pray for protection and healing from every painful encounter. I have to live her, I won’t give up my home, my routines because of him. My heart still pounds around him, but I keep my head down, and have accepted my mistakes and the fact that I fell for a beast with a beautiful exterior.
I have a hard time relating to anyone who thinks that their spath will finally be redeemed with their next victim.
WTF?
That’s like saying you believe a toad can actually turn into a prince if only a “real” princess will kiss him.
It’s a FAIRY TALE for Christ’s sakes. Can this fairy tale have imprinted itself so deeply in women’s minds?
With a normal person, I can see how this could be possible, but not with a spath. Actually, it’s not even with a normal person. The question is not whether a woman can finally tame the spath or the “normal” jerk. The question is how much will the next victim be able to contort and twist herself into a pretzel to keep him hurting her for a longer period of time.
Hey, I was the ultimate pretzel. I kept my spath for 25 years. It must have shocked even him – especially him!
That doesn’t mean I had a fairy tale ending. In fact I almost had the final ending since spaths like to be widowers – it’s a very attractive pity ploy to other women and they mine that one for all it’s worth.
They are sick, they aren’t going to change and your best hope is to never encounter anything like them again.
Set Free,
get to counseling FAST. this is not normal and you will fall again if you don’t figure out what went wrong with your thinking.
setfree:
This sounds a little like me. I can relate to the part about him withholding his affections and sex from you. Why do they do that? They act like you are the best and even set up times to meet, but it never comes to fruition. The BJ thing really resonated with me…sorry.
eb: Good job on the no-contact. Keep it up. You will get your lesson eventually through the pain.
setfree: Go to another gym, even if you have to travel. Trust me when I say it’s far better to inconvenience yourself in order to break contact with a spath. He sounds particularly cruel and sadistic. There are other great lovers out there who are not spaths. I can attest to that because I’ve certainly been with enough men to know. lol
Skylar: You crack me up, you spathinator, you.