Editor’s note: Lovefraud received the following email from a woman who is herself a mental health professional. Names have been changed.
The sociopath has an amazing ability to determine who can be manipulated or is vulnerable. When I separated from my sociopath, I had to recognize how I was conditioned as a child to be trusting and compliant. I was rewarded when I took care of others; my parents wanted a kind child. Their shaping was successful and I care very well for others. What I lacked was the ability to care for myself and to discern who deserved my care, who would return the love and respect that I gave. Lack of this discernment exposed me to many abusive personalities. I became a magnet for abusive personalities and I did not know how to transcend betrayals of abusive people. My upbringing induced a delusionary state that if I were kind, this kindness would be returned. After I left my abusive marriage, I was completely vulnerable and kept attracting more exploitive and abusive personalities into my life. I was shocked at the level of predatory behavior I encountered in landlords, therapists, accountants, attorneys, judges, magistrates—people who wanted to profit from my pain and vulnerability.
I was angry, confused and hurt that I had very little support. I appeared as the angry torn soul to the court system, and my ex was the funny, successful guy. My behavior was from the trauma of war I had endured and the frustration of trying to leave. I had learned to live with my sociopath, but I had no idea of how to deal with the corporate sociopaths: the legal system.
My marriage to an abuser
I married a successful man. The typical wine, dine and travel occurred before our marriage. After our marriage, the lies about his first wife, the lies of his divorce and extramarital affairs, and on and on, began to take a toll on my spirit. I became angry and defensive. My husband became repulsive to me. I didn’t want to bring healthy friends to my home, because I didn’t want to defend or admit to the shame of what I felt. I covered my shame with anger. My anger helped me cope and I was afraid if I faced the shame, I would crumble. I remained in the denial state for protection and to keep an appearance of a family for my stepdaughter. My sociopath would traumatize me further by making the home a chaotic environment. He had to keep me in this state to remain in control. My life was enviable to the outside world, but I was tormented and tortured by financial, emotional, verbal and in the end, physical abuse.
My therapist supported me, but he did not know how to help me. There were times when I wondered if I would be able to work again. I didn’t know where to turn or how to help myself. I tried spiritual healers; they also took my money with little support or help. Some even blamed me stating, “You stayed too long.” I found that professionals who were treating me wanted to project the cause of my emotional state upon me. Thankfully, my anger carried me away from these individuals and I did find those who could help me process, explain and understand the tools of the abuser.
The false self
A healing concept I discovered through Adult Children of Alcoholics and Dysfunctional Parents is the false self. This concept of a false self is purposefully reinforced by a dysfunctional parent or in my case, my abusive partner. Others call the process brainwashing. This false self kept me in a state of helplessness. My ex would shape this false self by stating, “You need to be on medication,” “I don’t mind if you are fat, all my women gain weight,” “You are always so negative,” “You are so uptight,” “No one will love you like I do,” “There should never be a dish left in the sink.”
My childhood shaping of kindness and respect left me with very little skills. I had been taught to ignore dangerous red flags and make excuses for mean behavior, work harder to fix it and to please others to gain their respect. Without protective emotional skills, I developed an internal numbing when I experienced these betrayals. In this numb state the abusive words and comments began to shape my own opinion of myself, feeding the false self. This false self had a constant internal message that I wasn’t enough, didn’t do enough, wasn’t pretty, wasn’t perfect, etc. Abusive people know how to pick a flexible, vulnerable soul. With each assault, my false self continued to grow, like a cancerous tumor. The strength that I had when I came into the marriage disappeared. The daily assaults of chaos, verbal, mental and emotional abuse, feed the monstrous false self, which echoed his words and thoughts that I was damaged goods.
Isolated by shame, without support of friends and family, feeling damaged, I began to go deeper into my state of denial. My ex would also gather his tribe of admirers who would reinforce his comments and behaviors. Sociopaths also have the ability to coerce friends and family members who are similar to them, to join them and inflict more harm on the mate who is vulnerable. When I left, I stumbled upon an email written about me by one of his friends. This friend had never met me, but stated in his email, “Gary is a nice guy, he just has a crazy wife.”
When I began to see that the relationship was doomed, he would not change and that I was in danger, I had no support group. I listened to a few who said, “Get out before you die.” If I had known of Lovefraud, I would have read that you must have a plan and save money before you get out. I slept on so many couches, lived in my office and cried daily because I was so vulnerable. I often wonder if it was the legal system or my ex who wounded me so deeply. I believe it was the legal system. I could leave my ex. The abusive legal system hit me by surprise and there was no help or way out of it. I knew that my ex was damaged and would never change, but I thought I lived in a country dedicated to justice and there was a just legal system that would protect the vulnerable, especially when they were paid so well. These sociopaths tried to put the last nail in my coffin instead of upholding the law of the land.
Peeling away the layers
Part of my healing involved peeling away the layers of anger, shame and guilt I had plastered around me. The criticism of my ex, his friends, his family, judges, magistrates, accountants, the words of therapists, healers, jealous co- workers and neighbors haunted me. I knew this wasn’t me. I began to understand this is their tool to inflict injury. I learned to ignore them and to practice positive self talk when I sensed I was absorbing their energy. I would not allow myself to focus on the pain, but instead on the goal I wanted to bring into my life. I listened to motivational speakers. I could not listen to music at first and I gradually began to reintroduce music back into my life. I drew my inner being and then drew layers around her and began to identify how these abusers had thrown their hatred upon me and how I had absorbed it. This drawing exercised helped me to understand my personal triggers and I was able to consciously recognize these triggers when they were being used by abusive people. When I exposed these painful memories, I would ask God to remove the pain. I listed all who had harmed me and how they had harmed me. I prayed for the ability to let this go and to forgive. Amazingly, the pain would lessen. I worked with a doctor who practiced biofeedback and neurofeedback (another important tool to release the emotional pain), chiropractic medicine, and acupuncture. These techniques were necessary and I did not need to talk about the pain, which would trigger my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and I was not judged by anyone.
I have had to be gentle on myself. I left when I could, and did the best I could. I have to forgive myself for getting into such a mess physically and financially. I am aware of the parasitic sociopaths and can recognize much earlier when I am being manipulated or a boundary has been violated. I also listen to and ask for opinions of friends if I feel confused about a person or situation. I recognize that I am an easy target because of my nature and I continue to keep my eyes open and leave relationships where I am not valued. I continue to peel away layers of self doubt that were cast upon me by disordered abusive people who berate and punish the vulnerable.
Marie,
“LOve” is more than a squishy feeling, it is an ACTION VERB…which means that how someone treats you displays how they feel about you in truth.
Psychopaths are unable to bond with or to form attachments (i.e. “love”) others, but they learn that by saying the WORDS “I love you” they can get others to respond to them and give them what they want…money, sex,. etc. Dr. Hare says they know the “words to the song, but don’t get the music” He mentioned one woman P who said “Of course I LOVE MY KIDS!” but she didn’t get it that “love” included FEEDING THEM, washing them, sending them to school etc.
There are several books you need to read to educate yourself and one of them is “Without Conscience” by Dr. Robert Hare. That is the “bible on psychopathy” and then there are many others like “The Sociopath Next door” and “Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing” and Donna’s new book “Red Flags…” There are also others, I have a shelf 15 ft long with books on psychopathy alone.
A psychopath may feel OWNERSHIP in a child or a spouse or a dog, but that’s NOT love or caring. They feel the same kind of ownership in a couch or a TV or a car, but that’s not love either.
That enjoyment of hurting you and other women, that is called “duping Delight” and is a form of pride in doing what they do which is to CONTROL and hurt or punish others.
Keep on learning and reading and you will be able to use that knowledge to heal yourself and to educate yourself enough that you will not be caught by another one in the future! (((hugs)) and God bless.
Ox,
I used to say that to him ALL THE TIME: “Love is an action word.” I knew WHAT was wrong in the relationship, except I did not know he was a sociopath. I had some knowledge of sociopathy due to one I was involved with in high school, but I did not know that I was seeing the same thing again with my D’s sperm donor. He’s a bit older than me, though always seemed younger somehow. I think he’s probably had a lot of time to become exceptional at what he does. I’ve met a woman in my building who knew him in high school and she said he was very charming, but nasty in the end. She wouldn’t elaborate. I think he duped her, too.
Much like the author of this article, in the end, I was repulsed by my ex, too. I realized he was very sick, but still didn’t know it was socipathy. I was reading about NPD, realizing that was likely what was up with his rotten b of a mother, and I came across the criteria for Antisocial Personality Disorder. I read the criteria and a flush came over me, realizing that this was him. I’d been duped again! Since coming on here, I’ve realized how many of my “friends,” romantic partners, and relatives are disordered. It’s almost like I’ve spent the bulk of my life dealing with N’s and P’s. I think because my mother is likely an N and raised my 2 sisters and me with such cruelty. I didn’t know what “normal” was.
I love this post. It describes so much of my journey: The upbringing that left me vulnerable to abusive people, recognizing my denial & emotional blindness & my continuing evolution to reclaim my true self.
Skylar, these books really helped me overcome my upbringing:
Toxic Parents: Overcoming Their Hurtful Legacy and Reclaiming Your Life by Susan Forward
Children of the Self-Absorbed: A Grown-Up’s Guide to Getting Over Narcissistic Parents by Nina Brown
Adult Children Secrets of Dysfunctional Families: The Secrets of Dysfunctional Families by by John C. Friel and Linda D. Friel
If You Had Controlling Parents: How to Make Peace with Your Past and Take Your Place in the World by Dan Neuharth
Also, Hay House Radio is wonderful for spiritual growth and grounding: http://www.hayhouseradio.com/index.php
Clair thanks for those books that helped you and the link!
LPMarie,
One analogy might be to say that a predator spots his prey and feels the urge to kill it. We could say that the spath feels the way a predatory animal feels. Except that would be partly misleading because the human predator has a more complicated reaction, he feels hatred for his prey.
When I dislike someone, I will usually avoid them. If I want to mislead them and hide my dislike of them, I might be polite and cordial. But I’d never MARRY THEM! My sense of revulsion for the person would prevent me from pulling that off. Yet the spath not only CAN, he CONSISTENTLY DOES exactly that. His hatred is intense and his reaction to it is to LOVE BOMB the object of his loathing. That’s 180 degrees the opposite of what a normal person would do – COULD do. And to hold that hatred in for 25 years, to pretend for a quarter century… WHO DOES THAT?
You are probably wondering how I “know” these things. Well, as it turns out my own parents heard the spath say that he was only with me for my money within months of meeting him. Yet he stayed for 25 years. pretending the whole time. Who can do that? I can’t.
There have been a couple of times when I encountered someone that inexplicably made me feel that they wanted to kill me. It was an overwhelming sensation of someone wanting me dead. Each time, it was a stranger in a public place and no contact or even eye contact was made when I got the foreboding feeling. Sure enough, they eventually found an excuse to approach me or get close to me. Most times I walked away. The only time I didn’t was when I met my spath.
There are other clues: Imagine that you broke your husbands favorite (fill in the blank). You might go up to him and say sheepishly, “don’t hate me…” and pause before your confession. A GOOD husband would say, “What? What did you do? What happened?”
Do you know what a spath husband would say? “I DON’T hate you, I LOVE you!”
I’ve had something similar happen twice. One was by accident and the other was a test. same love bomb each time.
Spaths don’t get that you were just using an exaggeration to express your apology for breaking the “whatever”. They think you’ve figured them out. And they need to make sure you don’t ever suspect, so when you say, “don’t hate me” out of the blue, they respond by love bombing you. No normal husband would ever assume that you and he would ever feel anything but love between you. So his automatic assumption is that you are approaching with a minor confession.
When spaths lie, they automatically default into the most outrageous lies. The lies are so completely the opposite of the truth that you’d never doubt their veracity because nobody lies like that. The truth, that spaths will lie such immense lies and be so convincing, is unbelievable. So you don’t and can’t believe it. Spaths know this. The bigger the lie, the more convincing it is because we want to think of them as being like us – even though they aren’t.
I don’t know why spaths do it, I just know they do. In the book, 48 laws to power (the spath bible), they say, “keep your friends close and your ENEMIES closer”. My spath neighbor, who was one of my spath’s minions and was helping him to plan my demise, actually quoted that to me in a “tell”.
I know that they are at least partially aware of what they do and, like my neighbor, they think they are diabolically clever for being sooooo duplicitous. But I also suspect that it is often a knee jerk reaction and not completely under their control. In other words, when they choose to lie, they automatically choose to create a scenario that is a “reversal” of the truth without much effort. I wish I could understand why they do it, but I don’t.
here is a quote supposedly by adolf hitler:
Claire,
thanks for the list, I can use all the help I can get healing from my parents’ abuse. But I can’t afford them all. Can you recommend the one that you think was most helpful?
I am relating to the childhood environment which left me vounerable to preditors. I often wondered why people were always crossing my boundries, I now know it was because they were invisable. I had Victom written on my face. I am so greatful God gave me to courage to draw the line and walk away. This last experience the a sociopath- who knows what else almost destroyed me. I will overcome. I have worked through Adult Children, group therapy, counseling, Ect. I still did not keep my from chosing another bad relationship. This man was clever but I was able to untangle enough of the lies to save my life and escape. Now I am working through the healing process again in Celebrate Recovery. My life if being restored and my learned behaviors changed. I will no longer be victomized by others. It is my desire to share my experiences with others who may need suport and encouragment in recovery. The experience will not destroy me it will make me stronger and better than ever before. I am greatful for you sharing your experience with me. It helps me grow and understand what happened and how I can change my weeknesses . Secrets create shame and gulilt which in turn creates the victom mentality. No secrets, free from guilt and shame. I can stand up for myself and I choose to be of sound mind and healthy realationships. For me God is doing the healing. Thank you God for the courage and common sense Thank you for sharing.
Dear author,
thank you so much for your input! I can so relate to your description: shame, guilt, upbringing; actually (and very puzzling) to a t, and it relieves me that I am not crazy, sick or alone with my situation. The last year was the real mayor peeling off of a big chunky layer off my soul for me, like bearing down pains. Thank you for sharing your journey.
Sky, that’s a good quote from Hitler! Thank you. I still haven’t made my way all the way through the biography of Hitler. There is so much in there about him….so psychopath even from teenaged years, that it triggers me actually, and I find it difficult and upsetting to read. Don’t know if I should force myself to do it, or just put it down and quit trying. I think both ways.
Skylar,
Thank you for the explanation. Actually, I copied, pasted, and printed it to reread again and again. I appreciate you taking the time to educate me. It caused me to recall a time when I was in a restaurant with my ex spath and this song came on that he was intensly interested in and kept telling me to listen to the words. I cannot recall the song, except that it was about a relationship and it kept talking about love and hate, singing back and forth “I love you, I hate you” in the refrain. He REALLY wanted me to listen to it. I look back on different moments like that which I now believe he was giving my cryptic messages.
Toward the end of our relationship he actually said something to the effect of “don’t you ever think I treat you this way to keep you?” I cannot usually recall the exact wording he used when he would say bizzare things to me. I believe I would automatically suppress the horror of what was actually going on, sort of a survival mechanism to keep myself in denial, causing a sort of amnesia, and things still remain fuzzy.
Like another time when I KNEW he was cheating on me and he lied and denied, but revealed in another comment a mere moment later that I was supposedly a better lover, making a comparison with other women he supposedly wasn’t cheating with. He event commented on the ugliest, mosquito bitten legs of the one woman he claimed he didn’t sleep with. She actually left in some of my clothes and left her dirty clothes at my house, which I am certain he wanted me to discover and be devasted in the same way that James had Donna find the photos of his daughter in the lockbox. He admitted to letting this woman take my clothes, because he claims I had told him that I was going to donate them. Truth is, I was still trying to lose weight after giving birth to our daughter a few months earlier. Awful memories, no wonder I’ve tried to repress so much.
Thank you for sharing your experiences on here so openly. You folks keep me sane with your shared experience.