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.
Dear Effie Your comment’s have triggered some memories, your drawing of the pie is so accurate and yes haunting. My X takes on a whole different personality with each new victim, and different personalities with multiple victims at once. He can be feminine and submissive with one ( I like to refer to victims as options ) and/or masculine and agressive with another. Also I found out he was bi-sexual, that really freaked me out.
And like you lovefraud has brought about a huge change in my life, at first I was a mess trying to understand my Xbf spath. But soon the focus was on me and my past, my parent’s, past toxic relationships, my patterns…yes it has been a life lesson, I think the universe was kicking me in the head, it was time to face the ugly truth. I can say I have found some peace, a feeling of understanding that was not there before the kick in the head,,so as I have said before, I will never be the same person again and I m working hard to make that a good thing…the pain does go away, I promise…and thank you for sharing here at LF.
Hens:
I think my X spath did the same thing; different personalities with different women. He tailored how he acted to what he thought the women were like so he could get what he wanted from them; a chameleon.
Nolarn
it sucks, doesn’t it. I thankfully own my own business because I probably would have lost my job the way I cried EVERY Day! I could go hide in the office. I still have moments. I actually had a couple today. I thought about how he would find my hand in the middle of the night and hold it. God I miss that. I miss my *phantom prince, the man that never was. Hey that would be a good name for a book.
Mo
Thanks for posting the Reba song! I love her and I am going to listen to it when I am done here. But the words to the song have already touch me.
eb and Ana
thanks for being here for me… all of you wonderful women.
Yes, have the Secret CD in my car at all times. I still have a hard time listening to music. I just twist so many songs into a song about him. Ugh!!! I love music and he has take the joy away that I get from listening to the radio. I am slowly getting it back. I even did some Kareoke with my sister recently.
I love Patsy Cline’s ” Crazy” I was with my ex spath one time when we first started to date and I sang that song, kareoking. How Ironic really! I was able to sing it without crying last week.
Lesson Learned
I think it is your post I want respond to here;
It is so weird … the person I was before the spath is gone. I am trying to find her again… a new and improved version. i should be the happiest woman in the world. I survived brain surgery last June, I am living the dream of opening a very successful restaurant. I have a beautiful and smart 14 year old daughter, a nice home in a good neighborhood with the best dog in the world. I have a really good thing going on. I do miss the company of a good man, but I am not in any hurry to get involved with anyone. I did make a date with a man to go out with him and his parents for his birthday , June 15th. I don’t have romantic feelings for him, we are just friends. I have a feeling that is all we are going to be. But that is alright for me right now. He is not a spath and he keeps me company texting me, a few phone call and he comes in and dines in my restaurant. I work some long hours, so it is nice to sit and chat with someone and he is it right now. I am learning about myself and why I have attracted the men that have harmed me in my past. I have been used and abused by so many men. My relationship with my ex spath has opened my eyes to it. So, when I have recovered from this….torture… I will be in a better mind set for meeting the right man for me. I am a great catch, once I regroup from this. I know the red flag and I do have my guard up. I will take my time and watch and listen. I will come here and post and get advice. I will read, read, read! I am willing to learn and want to learn, so I will never get involved with another spath ever again!
eb-I love your comment to sadme about why do we let these people become our entire worlds. It is so sad that we get like this. No one should have this much impact on our lives. We should all just be complete and enough all by ourselves. I mean-yes it’s nice to have someone in our lives but not to feel like it’s the be all end all of the universe. I mean really-I am plenty enough on my own. Damn those hormones though-they make it hard.
sadme-“the person he was pretending to be” pretty much says it all.
eb
I don’t get it either. but I want to figure it out so it never happens again!
You will figure it out if you stay here on LF.
Nolarn and Sadme:
We will be OK. It is just going to take a long time to get it together and be the strong women we need to be to stand up to these idiots.
I have cried a few times today, tyhe post that effie posted got me. but in a good way, I am one step closer to understanding, to letting go.
I feel you eb! the hormones are a killer. My ex spath and I had great sex. Dam him! I ask why couldn’t he have been normal… but then again if he was normal he would have remained married to his first wife. Ugh. Woulda, coulda, shoulda .
sadme:
Yeah, eventually you will get to the point where you will realize it does no good to go over the woulda, coulda, shouldas. I did that forever and I still do it sometimes, but for the most part, I finally realized that there will never be answers with those spaths.