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.
Whoa, wise words Hens.
Forgiveness sounds like admitting we wanted to control the uncontrollable. I think that’s a great thing to forgive in myself. I’m gonna take on your advice.
Oxy
There’s a lot of rejects where I am too. They’re everywhere! They’re everywhere! But they don’t want me. So no worries that they’d even try. I accept there’s no one in my life and I concentrate on collecting perfect moments, makes the rest of it not so important to me. And part of that is the gathering of friends just to bs, share a little wine, and make bawdy jokes. The puppy didn’t work out, I have a pound dog instead. But when it cools off up north, I will drive to my friend who lives just up from Joplin, we will volunteer, and I will try to see if you are avail for a friend when I drive back home.
I’m beginning to wonder if all the good ones are taken. Well, let me rephrase: I have met a few guys who seem nice and sweet and “normal,” but there’s just been something missing for me with all of them. Sigh. Dating is hard, isn’t it?
I’m crossing my fingers that we’ll all find what/who we’re looking for if we’re just patient and calm about it. And I think I kept going back to the spath because, well, I was bored. Wow: “Hmm, I have nothing going on tonight. Why don’t I play Russian Roulette with this man who will ultimately ruin my life if I let him?” Perhaps reading a book would be a better idea from now on. 🙂
Well, Katy, even the rejects are not lining up outside my door! But that’s okay, wouldn’t want them to anyway. Have all the Company I need available when I want it, good friends and good times, but I am getting more and more picky even about who I hang out with. LOL It is becoming more and more comfortable just being a “hermit” out here in the woods. My 45 ft wide squash plant is the only thing producing anything out of my gardening, but it seems to love the HOT weather—made it to 108 today. Dallas had 44 days in a ROW 100+ and like 7 or 8 of them were over 105, about like we have had, though we have had two days less than 100, one 99 and one 92 when we got a little shower of rain.
Well, it is almost sundown so time for my trip outside to feed the cats and water the squash vine!
Dear AliciaD,
Playing Russian Roulette with a REAL GUN would make as much sense as going on with the relation-shit with a guy like that. At least you would die quickly not suffer from some terminal disease for years before you finally croaked.
I can think of lots of things that would be better.
1) a root canal
2) the flu
3) ingrown toe nails
4. Broken leg
5. black eye
Being “bored” is not an excuse, much less a REASON, to associate with trash like that. Get comfortable in your own skin, spend time with YOU getting to know YOU and love YOU. ((hugs)))
Katy. If wishes were fish’s, we would all have a fry…I live close to a large city with a big gay population, I do need to put my self out there so to speak, aint nobody gonna come down my dirt road, so yep I need to shake things up and do something different, thanks for the kick in the butt, I needed that…
Hens
I feel bad if you thought I was giving a kick in the butt. I was excited, like I could do something fun. I wanted to encourage and inspire -not S&M
AliciaD
Be careful when you find out that you are some pretty fun company all on your own. I prefer my own company and gosh I take myself on some pretty amazing adventures, mountain climbing, sailing, diving, wine trails, etc…. I’ve had people ask how I could go solo but truth is, I do it b/c I am a selfish person. I don’t have to consider anyone but me. No snoring. No mess. No eating THEIR food preferences. My schedule is my own…. And when I want company, it’s not too hard to be curious about others and it turns into an allday outing…
Katy I did not take it like s&m, more of a push to do things,,,,I kinda like your way of doing things tho ( my shedule is my own ) just wish I didnt feel quilty for it tho…yep if they snore they are gone ~! I am better off single, I just need to mingle…
Hens, admit that you like the S&M thing is why you make me boink you so often!@....... LOL 🙂