Not long ago, I heard from a woman whom we’ll call “Rochelle.” When Rochelle was in her 50s, through a high school reunion, she reconnected with the first boy she ever loved. Rochelle had a crush on him when she was 14. They dated for almost five years, although he always seemed to have an eye out for other girls. When they broke up, Rochelle was heartbroken, but she moved on, married, divorced, and life was reasonably good—until that first love came back into her life.
He poured on the charm, and Rochelle felt like finally, after more than 30 years, she had her chance to be with the guy she always wanted. Rochelle left everything to move out of state with him. They eventually married.
Well, he lied, fabricated, manipulated, accused, took her money, ruined her credit, filed for divorce behind her back, and left her with nothing. It was the type of behavior we all know so well—sociopathic behavior.
Rochelle realizes that the guy is disordered; she was exploited; he never loved her. Still, she wants him. Yet she also realizes that she’s in love with a person who does not exist.
She asks, “When does it get to the point where he stops taking up space in my brain?”
Scope of the question
The first thing to understand is the scope of this question. “Getting the sociopath out of my head” is the ultimate goal of everyone who has been betrayed by one of these predators. Once you’ve achieved it, you’ve achieved full recovery.
So cut yourself some slack. This individual probably crashed through your life like a battering ram. Your emotions, finances, home, health and/or psyche may all be in splinters. This is going to take time to repair. If anyone says to you, “Just get over it,” this person has no idea what you’re experiencing.
Understand what happened
You were probably blindsided by this experience, so in order to move forward, you need to understand what happened. We have lots of material here on Lovefraud to help you. Many people have told me that my two books, Love Fraud and Red Flags of Love Fraud, were especially helpful.
Here are some key concepts:
- Sociopaths exist. They are social predators and they live their lives by exploiting people. They do not feel remorse for their actions, and they will never change.
- The sociopath never loved you. You were targeted because you had something he or she wanted. It could have been money, sex, a place to live, business connections or cover for his or her secret life. Or, the sociopath messed with you simply for the fun of it.
- There is nothing you could have done to make the sociopath treat you any better. The involvement was always about exploitation. You were probably targeted because you were good, caring, giving, responsible, and in some way, vulnerable.
- The blame for what happened rests squarely with the sociopath. This person lied to you, manipulated you and betrayed you. You were guilty only of being human.
Acceptance
Recovering from sociopaths is a process. The key to the process is accepting what happened. This does not mean that you excuse what happened, or that you try to forgive and forget. But you must believe that yes, he or she did it, and yes, the sociopath knew what he or she was doing.
You can’t make time go backwards. You can’t take back the things you said or did that enabled the sociopath to become part of your life.
Once you come to terms with the fact that yes, it did happen, you begin the healing process.
Addictive relationship
In the case I described at the beginning of the article, Rochelle said that she still wanted the sociopath. This is not quite accurate. The truth is that she was addicted to him.
Relationships with sociopaths are highly addictive. They actually cause chemical and structural changes in the brain, similar to what substance addictions do. Therefore, you need to treat leaving the sociopath like kicking an addiction.
The way to do this is to have no further contact with this individual—no phone calls, no email, no text messages. Certainly do not meet the person. Don’t even go to the individual’s Facebook page.
If you must have contact with the individual for some reason—like you have a child together—do your best to implement Emotional No Contact. That means you remain absolutely neutral in any interaction. Sociopath love to get emotional reactions from their targets, and will do whatever they can to engage you. Do not take the bait.
Staying away from the sociopath can be really difficult. But the longer you stay away, the stronger you’ll become. If you give in and have contact, you’ll have to start all over again..
Processing the pain
This was not a normal relationship, and it’s not a normal break-up. Even if you weren’t physically or sexually assaulted, you suffered massive emotional and psychic injuries. You have losses that need to be grieved, including your loss of trust.
I believe that you must allow yourself to feel the pain of the experience, although you may not be able to do this right away. In the beginning you may just be numb. This a protective measure taken by your psyche, because the injury is just so massive.
Eventually, you need to let yourself feel it. You cannot bottle the pain up within you. It will either poison your life, or it will make you ill. You must get the pain out of your system.
Cry your eyes out. Stomp you feet in anger. Take up boxing and hit a punching bag. It’s scary at first to face your own anger, embarrassment, rage, humiliation—whatever the sociopath caused. But allow yourself to feel the emotions, honor them, and then let them go.
Let joy into your life
Draining the negative emotions will leave an energetic void within you. How do you fill the empty space? You allow joy into your life.
Any kind of joy will do: Enjoying a sunny day, letting your pets comfort you, having coffee with a friend, letting a waitress be nice to you. Soak up any joy and pleasantness that you encounter.
As you drain the negative emotions, and replace them with instances of joy, you’ll slowly change your perspective. Gradually, you’ll find that the sociopath is no longer renting space in your head. And that’s what you want to achieve.
Truthy we have to come up with our own definitions and interpretations of the crazy making they do/did.
To me projection was mirroring back at me how I felt for him..illusion..like a parrot he repeated what he knew I wanted him to say to keep me happy and him secure.
At first he was like my clone. Then I felt like he was becoming me and I was losing my identity. Then I felt like he was an imposter.
In hindsight I can analyze, label and define him and what he did to the point I understand I was conned. Trying to explain that to someone else makes me look and feel like a fool.
No I wasnt stoopid, but so so so many sign’s where there that something about him was not right, but I hoped against hope I was wrong about him and stayed in the game way to long.
MIne figuratively “pissed” on my Christmas tree. I had mentioned to him that I did not have a tree in years and was thinking of getting one. Of course he mirrored me and said the exact same thing back to me…
I do not like cut trees or fake ones, so I went out and bought a Norfolk Pine. The one I picked out was not the biggest or the best, but I liked it and felt that with care, it would be a fine tree. That it being a little rough around the edges reminded me of the x-spath and it became for me a symbol of the tree.
So, he coms to my place. This is his first time three. First, he makes fun of this stuffed mink I bought at a flea market. The thing only cost me $5 and looks like it was run over by a car. However, it provides me a laugh every time I look at it and had been with me nearly 20 years now as my mascot!
Then we go into the dinning room. I lit some candles before going to meet him at the train station. Upon seeing the candles he gets angry: “Why did you leave them burning? You could have sent the place on fire.”
Then he looks at the tree: “Where did you get that scrawny Charlie Brown tree from…”
I did not have the heart to tell him I bought the scrawny Charlie Brown tree because it reminded me of him, needing a little care.
I was wrong about that. The tree needed a little care — no amount of care could ever fix him.
BBE:
🙁 Too bad you even had to experience a Christmas with him. Too bad you didn’t meet him in April or something!!
I had missed the late night conversation last night you all were having about circumcision and Viagara and ED. I have a very strong suspicion that mine did have ED partially caused by the alcohol. He was only 42, but I guess age doesn’t matter. I KNOW he took Cialis. He didn’t tell me (of course), but the way he performed the first time we were together wasn’t normal; he had to have some help. He was not circumcised; I don’t think any man in the UK is. Although…I never saw him flaccid…he didn’t want me to…he tried to hide it. I think he was ashamed of it. HA…geez. I could have cared less that he was uncircumcised…in my opinion it’s the natural way anyway. God created man with that foreskin for a reason! I am very well aware of all the debates for and against circumcision.
Moon, you’re awesome and no Guinea Fowl! 😀
BBE….what a JERK!!! The person that I am, today, would have turned that jackass around after the second insult and steered him towards the door! LMAO!!!! What a JERK!
Louise….it seemed like a lively conversation. The exspath suffered from PED and was only aroused if I agreed to fetishwear. EW……..in retrospect………fecking EW!!!!
I dunno about foreskin or anything else. It’s beyond my realm. LOL!!!
Brightest blessings
Truthspeak:
Hahahaha!!! 🙂
Yeah. Ewwwww is right. I have this image of a mastebatory tool, a blow-up doll, say…with a brown paper bag over her head, and a flacid penis that then becomes erect and needy, and insatable, and seeks it’s own pleasure for a really long (yucky) time. Talk about being slimed.
Paleeze~! Let’s not make circumcision a debate. TMI
🙂
Ha ha ha ha ha ;D
Truthspeak;
Today, I would do the same. But back then, I blamed it on myself for going “overboard” even though when I was talking with him, I essentially told him that my dining room was very nice, I had the tree, poinsettias, crystal…
There is more to this though. The first thing he saw when he walked into my apartment was a large black and white drawing of the AIDS Quilt on the Mall in DC. It was a gift to me from the AIDS organization for which I was once a director.
I think that triggered his defensiveness regarding his HIV status and he created drama to distract me from that topic.