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.
Joanie123 and Eva:
You are both right. I know this to be true. I will focus on that…thank you.
Sky, thanks for your kind words, but I don’t think I’m so brave. I didn’t have a choice in the matter. Raymond has a gf of 6 months. There is nothing I can do about it, even though he seems to want to reach out to me for whatever reason. If he was single, I’d be in big trouble. But then, there wouldn’t be a problem, right? A long time ago, I made a decision not to get emotionally involved with any man who is married or has a girlfriend. These kinds of men are weak and dishonest. I will not be the one they cry their eyes out to. If they don’t have enough backbone to leave a bad relationship, then they are not what I want. I will not be an OW. It KILLS me to break off a friendship with Raymond. Part of me just wants to be his friend forever, even if I never see him again. (I’m sure skype is the next best thing to being there.) But that would tie up my heart too much for someone I can’t have. The only way to move on is to break the bond. Why couldn’t I do that with him, too? I’ve already done it with my mother, my sister, and several other men I loved. It’s the story of my life, it seems. Getting pretty good at it. So, whenever I start daydreaming about him, I just focus on my own healing.
I also lost a 4-year friend over this latest crisis. I only reached out to a very few friends when I was in the most pain. One of my them just couldn’t handle it. She sent me an angry limit-setting email telling me she only wanted to discuss happy things. Friendship over. Oh well, she did me a favor. I don’t need fair weather friends.
All of this is making me into an even more private person. But I’m okay with that.
you all are right about one thing. I think there is blog here, “why do we love spath”. we did get attracted by all the facad they put in front of us, and yes if we don’t change our choices, we will suck in to same thing, there are enough out there.
I guess going out few times, will give gauge, where am I emotionally. and I am not there yet. I am very judemental and looking for red flag than good thing, well I gues that is good as well.
Lets see what Time will say.
myheart: I so completely understand where you are coming from. I have been isolated for just about five years. Seriously. AND I LIVE IN A LARGE METROPOLITAN AREA!
It’s like when someone beats a puppy – that shyness will take time to heal and if it doesn’t, stand strong in the person you are and your expectations for and of yourself.
I have had a policy, throughout my lifetime, of not jumping from one relationship to another, especially after having been so deeply deeply hurt. I place this expectation on myself to prevent not only MYSELF from getting hurt but from subjecting the other person to my ‘leftover bondage’.
I don’t know if it ever really truly EVER COMPLETELY goes away but we can get pretty close. It’s recognizing what has just happened to us and not feeling ashamed nor strange about it. I have been in public service my entire life and didn’t see it coming. My bad. For that, I take responsibility. For all the rest: SPATH RESPONSIBILITY. Period.
Time to pick up and move on, once past the tears….
I am making my way – slowly but surely and very quickly by Donna sharing not only her story but providing us with this amazing ‘tool’ of this site and the overwhelming goodness we can see inside her for offering us that ‘beacon’.
Angels among us, you all….
DUPED
eb,
this song might help about the “excitement”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1A_uSEjTIQ
Batten down the ’emotional hatches’ except where it concerns yourself until the storm blows over….
*BLESSINGS*
STARGAZER: READ EVERY WORD AND EVERY BLOG ON THIS SITE: IT WILL BE AN EYE OPENING EXPERIENCE FOR YOUR HEART and DONT GIVE UP! 🙂 xxoo
Duped,
Unfortunately, I don’t have time to do that; I’d be here for a year! I did read many articles when I first joined here in 2008, and I read as many posts as time allows, given my busy life. What are you trying to tell me? What do you think I’m missing?
Anyway, I may take a little time off the internet as I’m feeling a little out of my depth today and need to get back to exercising and meditating. I will check in again before too long.
Hugs,
Star
Dear Star:
You said:
All of this is making me into an even more private person. But I’m okay with that.
Don’t let it make you isolated like I have….
xxoo
The more I read, the more ‘grounded’ I become and I have been reading here for the past week! *BLESSINGS*
You are in my thoughts and prayers. *Bigger Hugs* 🙂
DUPED
I certainly went through this. In the last year I have finally come to grips with the realization it doesn’t matter WHY he did it. It only matters why I was willing to let it happen. In a few days, it will be what would have been our 20th anniversary. I never would have lived to our 15th. Most days I am quietly happy with my life. What he feels, what motivates him is no longer important. I’m quietly happy most days. He is just a sink hole in my life, something to be careful to avoid, but of no real importance. I’m not down playing the effect he had in my life, just refusing to give it any more of my present than I can help. It takes time, it takes being willing to understand myself, good and bad. But I survived, and I have that time.