Editor’s note: The following article refers to spiritual concepts. Please read Lovefraud’s statement on Spiritual Recovery.
By Shocknawe
As a fellow victim of a spath, I’ve been both heartened and heartbroken by the stories told on Lovefraud. Also, like many of us here, I have a natural inclination to feel for others and to do what I can to support and assist in whatever way I can to help ease others’ difficulties that’s a key reason we were targeted in the first place, isn’t it? My experience has caused me to try to understand the nature of suffering and what can be done about it. So if the members will indulge me, I’d like to share some thoughts that have come to me as I continue to process, and perhaps help those on a similar path.
In the immediate aftermath of the trauma of victimization, there is a palpable shock, a disorientation and confusion a feeling of suddenly being lost, without direction or meaning in our life. Combined with the actual physical trauma to our bodies, this period can be at turns, agonizing and terrifying. It is completely natural to seek relief from such pain and torment as quickly as possible in whatever way we think will work, and so we often become consumed by the urge to escape our misery; we may spend our entire lives in this search. We try to escape the pain in countless ways through analysis, trying to make sense of the senseless, or through some authority, or conversation with those close to us who may impart some perspective or rationale that will ease our minds, or simply through distractions of every sort to just help us get through our days and nights. (Hopefully, this does not include harmful alcohol or drugs.)
What these and other forms of relief-seeking share, and which we all understandably engage in, is a common thread: a belief that if we do something, we will bring about the end of our suffering, even if only temporarily, and restore to ourselves a sense of normalcy, before the storm. We in the West have a cultural bias towards self-determinacy in the face of adversity, and we are heavily conditioned by that culture to act.
I’d like to suggest a contrary approach for consideration to those currently dealing with our particular brand of anguish and misery.
The constant searching for escape from our pain is like digging in the earth again and again, in the hope we’ll harvest the fruit that offers the nourishment we yearn for. Maybe in a time of profound distress, what we really need is just the opposite: to cultivate receptivity and stillness, to simply provide the rich soil in order for peace to take root.
Rather than actively seeking escape, perhaps, as unnatural as it may feel to us, we need to be inactive to become inwardly quiet and allow the opportunity to focus on the purification of our hearts and minds. Instead of filling every moment with outward activity, chatter and escape, we could benefit from the solitude our situation forces upon us to create a space inside in which to heal. Through subsequent acceptance and openness, we become receptive to assistance from those aspects of our nature that have our best interests at heart, for some a Higher Power, which brings peace. In short, we don’t find it by actively searching, the relief we seek finds us when we create the space through stillness to allow it to happen. Not the space of a “time out,” but the eternal space we cover up and which is inside us all the time underneath our “lives.”
It may be that the infinite forms our searches for solutions to our suffering take, are in fact no more than escapes dressed in productive activity. Paradoxically, perhaps by dropping our active urge to find peace, and becoming quiet and receptive, we consent to allowing peace to find us.
Great Article and great concept, Shocknawe!!!! Actually, I got lucky, while my inclination is to DO something to fix the situation, or the pain, because for my own safety I had to “flee to the wilderness” (literally!) I was forced into isolation, inactivity and a peaceful and calm atmosphere….it had an excellent effect on me as well, but it was not something I would have chosen for myself or thought would have helped. Now, I know that the solitude of being alone with myself gives me a time to interact with myself, to get to know myself better, to become my own best friend and learn to enjoy my own company. To learn to validate my own feelings and my own thoughts, opinions, and ideas. To quiet the environment enough that I can even HEAR myself.
Great article and thanks for reminding me that we can’t “catch” peace and happiness. It is like a fearful puppy, but if we sit quietly, it will sneak up on us, and climb into our laps and curl up to stay!
Shocknawe,
This was one of my phases, not a good one either. I was in shock, numb, did NOTHING for approx two years. There was no relief no matter what I did, so I stopped. I could not make a decision even whether to live or die. It was like computer overload and my hard drive locked up. Fortunately I found an antivirus and eventually came back online.
Oh yes, absolutely. Almost five years worth of it over here.
I don’t know how many of you like rock, but this is one of my favorite songs and I wanted to share it with you guys.
It sort of goes along with this post and article. Thank you Shocknawe for putting it all into words so accurately.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNWq96ow5qM&feature=player_embedded
Dupers and KatyD,
The “doing nothing” for years (literally) I did after the plane crash….actually almost a year, and what brought me out of it was starting to date the P-BF—-son D and I sat down and did NOTHING literally except feed the dogs, then we would SIT and STARE at the walls…couldn’t read (didn’t have enough memory) couldn’t even watch TV, couldn’t keep up with the plots….it is one of the early stages of PTSD, that SHOCK N AWE, that deer in the headlights stance, but it isn’t “solitude” even if you are alone, it is STUNNED like a poll-axed steer, just standing there unconscious.
Yes Ox: it is early stage PTSD: that deer in the headlights stage. I was a drooling idiot for almost five solid years. It was emotional and mental/psychological what he was manipulating me through. Oh, yes, never find solitude. Not even when alone. That monster is always with me unless I make it go away. I have all kinds of nice little tricks: breathing; eft tapping; emdr exercises; meditation, yoga, diet – and they all have their place in my life and all provide me with some degree of relief, however, I could do almost nothing for five solid years except sob. I didn’t eat; lost over 75 lbs; could not talk; could not see anyone; go anywhere – I didn’t care if I lived or died because of it and all the horrid things it did to me. It murdered my soul and my heart and did so without even caring. And, yet, I loved it and tried to remain unconditional. Once my affection reached that level, it, from that point on, tried to decimate me.
For five solid years I was held in captivity inside my own mind, almost 24/7 by not only my thoughts but by him, physically and mentally. And while there, I was abused over and over again and I accepted it because I thought I was struggling with someone to find themselves. It didn’t work out that way. It was trying to harm me because of it’s jealousy.
There ARE ways to ‘battle’ what we are coming through and I have been searching for a long time now. Although I find my ‘understanding’ increasing, and the bouts of mania, decreasing, it is still a daily struggle because of my PTSD and MDD. It took FULL ADVANTAGE OF IT TOO. Make no mistake about it. However, I don’t think it has PTSD quite near as bad as me, because I used to be able to SCARE IT AWAY from me just by growling. hahahaha Imagine that: “Hannibal” afraid of a pissed off woman! ahahahaha Good. He should never forget that.
I can so relate. NOTHING HELPED; NOTHING WOULD MAKE IT STOP – the sobbing. I sobbed so much I broke my heart, literally. He always laughed at my misgivings to hurt me. And he did such a good job at it, I almost allowed him to suck my life away from me.
Until I got rid of it, 3 months ago, I had a difficult time forming thoughts and sentences. I was definitely a very ill person. I didn’t want to live but never thought of suicide because I am not a quitter. I had become just a walking nothing. No thoughts, no heart, no nothing…IT was controlling me…even my thoughts.
I am attempting to break that cycle. We all are and that is why we are here. We can do this – it’s an addiction. We must treat it like we would any other addiction.
Time for lunch and moving on with the day over here.
I have medical appointments every day for the next week.
How wonderful is that?
I have the rest of this afternoon to complete any thing needing to be done before my next non stop schedule begins.
Thank you all for being here.
LOUISE: I will wait to hear from you.
*Hugs to you all….
Duped NO MORE!
shocknawe, this was very well written, I could feel the emotion brimming with each word. I agree that sometimes we just drive ourselves nuts following the emotional, physical, soul-level ASSAULT- and it may be hard for some of us to find an inner peace scrounging through all of that dark, dingy, crap that we have to sort through ( we DO have to sort through it, sometimes it’s just overwhelming to do it day-in, day-out) I agree, that we need to take some time off for ourselves, in stillness, in peace- in fact that’s what they say what PTSD survivors need in their environment… low stress, low drama… just a peaceful place in which we can bask in the quiet of our beating hearts- God knows our nervous system has been put through hell with the involvement.. Good post. I hope everyone is “healing good” ( as kathy krajco might say 😉 )
Ox Drover said :
Aptly put. It’s so, so true. It’s like your body is in a constant state of shock, nervous system shot throughout, amygdala on constant “alert” mode.. almost as if you can’t turn your body off, even if you wanted to. That is trauma.
shocknawe –
thank you for a very provocative post – definately something to reiterate when we do have the surreal inclination to numb ourselves from facing the pain or reasons behind the trauma.
sometimes i think that’s where dependency or co-dependency blossoms from.
it is hard to remember to love ourselves and stop and take deep breaths and just be.
let the river flow and just float along with it.
sorry if that sounds stupid – but that’s how i’m living through it – and finding that there are more calm areas in my life now than before.
there is a difference between being alone and being lonely. I truly like the people I have in my life right now – and I know that they like me too.
thanks again!
blessings!
What a wonderful and thought provoking article. Thank you..