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.
Hens ~ so glad that you chose the first one! You are worth wayyyyyy more than any old nasty spath!! 🙂
Hens:
Let go or die…that’s a good way of putting it.
Mo,
Your last post is beautiful and right on. I relate with everything….5 years and it’s the same script…and he still get’s to me!
The X-spath in my life LOVED the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA….he had the mask and cape and wore it for holoween balls….he used to play the movie over and over and he would tell me “come to me my angel of music”…..and I would….over and over.
He knew he was damaged goods…dark, evil lurking under that cool smile, that sweet, earthy and seemingly meek persona he portrays….he even told me once “I WILL NEVER BE NORMAL”..when in the midst of my pain and tears told him I just wanted a “normal man and a normal relationship”…….yet even when the rage came out, the betrayls, the pathological lying and chronic cheating, the mind games….. and he would look at me with those stone cold predatory eyes….all I could think about was “I’m comming to rescue you – FIX YOU with my song of love…my phantom of the opera”! NOT MORE!
You’re right…No price charming is thre to rescue us…greatfully, I have a couple of guy friends that have shown me tremendous respect and honor witn no strings attached or expenctations for sex……which has helped restore some of my trust again.
Hens- you are right….it’s not about feeling power but about taking our power back…. and yes….it does feel good.
I lost count how many phone calls I waited on that never came, it was only when he needed me he would call and I hung on to all the lies with just a thread of hope he was saying something real. And here we would go again with a new start, new hopes, new lies, more lies, but always back to the drama, back to the nitemare..I would beg him to leave and feel the weight of the world lift when he did. But then the phone call’s, the crying, the I am sorrys, the I miss you’s, the I really fucked up’s, the please give me one more chance…it was like handing him a big ole stick and saying OK beat me again…..I was losing respect for myself..I changed phone numbers, lock’s….he would come bang on the door and i would not open it or say anything, nobody will ever know what a mind fuck that was for me – going no contact with what I thot ‘at the time’ was the love of my life…it still unnerves me…
sadme:
I know…it is so hard. I think about mine all the time, constantly…what is he doing, who is he doing it with, where is he going, etc. It’s so hard when we think so much of them and they obviously think so little of us. The thing that makes me even more mad though is I can guarantee you if I would contact mine right now, he would tell me that he had not forgotten about me, blah, blah, blah. He told me that twice after absences. It is tough to let go.
I am having a hard time because his birthday is Friday. I kind of figured out that he does not like birthdays. It puts him one year closer to death. Anyway, I am struggling because I have been in NC and I so want to at least text him on Friday and say “Happy Birthday.” Nothing more, nothing less. But I have told myself over and over again that if he would text back and say thank you, I would be cool with that and it would be the end; I wouldn’t text him anymore. But, if he doesn’t answer; if he doesn’t acknowledge it, I would be thrown into a tailspin again thinking he must hate me, etc. So because of that, I cannot text him. I can’t deal with the possiblity of him ignoring me so I can’t go there. Whew. Thank God I have thought this one through. It will be so hard though to not acknowledge his birthday, but the fact that he doesn’t like birthdays anyway makes it easier.
Bravo Hens!
You really have lived up to NC, the struggle it is to fight them off…and have succeeded….WOOHOOO!
I begged mine to please not contact me ever again, to pretend I don’t exist, to not destroy me like he did his one and only long time past GF (12 years) who died of cancer recently…..it only lasted 3 weeks!…..that was 3 weeks ago….I thought I was safe now that he is in Paris with new GF….but he’s still trying….sent an email (landed in my spam folder and I deleted it)…and has tried through other people….
We live in the same area, we travel in the same communities….ballroom dancing and toastmasters….it’s very difficult to not cross spath….unless I move out of town…which if I get a job in another city or state, I will!
Hens:
Oh, Hens…:-( So sorry…that sounded like so much pain for you. I am glad you are past it and have moved on, but the scars are always there. Sigh.
Hens ~ I can only imagine what that was like for you. It must have been awful. You are so much better off without that drama causing spath.
I wish you peace in your healing journey. (((hugs))) H2H
eb92044,
Mine didn’t like birthdays either…but I think it’s their way of getting sympathy therefore extra attention in a twisted way.
eb92044 ~ Do stick to your resolve, you know that it is the right thing to do. Treat yourself to something nice, maybe lunch or dinner with a friend?
Oh and NC NC NC. You can do it. 🙂