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.
Coping,
You can go to the LoveFraud Authors and there is a g mail address for me there. You can contact me there no problem. I’m glad you did not put your e mail address up there to be gotten by a bott or scammer.
Darius 777
“What experts call manipulative and conning, I call an affinity for persuasion based upon an innate ability to pinpoint others personality strengths and weaknesses.”
How much do you enjoy sticking things with pins? If you were a different kind of person you would have used the word “identify” (personality strengths and weaknesses) or even the word “appreciate” (others personality strengths and weaknesses) but no, you have fully disclosed the contents of your inner being just with your choice of words. Your rapier wit is wasted on most here Darius as this site is complaining about people stealing from the vulnerable, lying for personal gain, deliberately perpetrating emotional damage, not supporting children and various other unacceptable actions which are not excusable for a person do do simply because they are gifted in a way which means they can achieve that level of damage if they want to.
So if you have not done anyone any damage you do not need to worry if you are a sociopath or not. There is plenty of room in this world for people to exercise a child free lifestyle if they do not want to support children, to reject marriage or committed relationships if thats what they want as long as they are upfront about it and realize they may not get sex at times if they disclose this. No one has to be monogamous, but if you pretend to be then you are a charlatan no matter how clever you think you are. If you lie about safe sex then you are potentially a killer, not a stud. If you have not stolen from anyone or otherwise defrauded them then you have nothing to worry about do you?
Feel free to use your talents in high end sales or marketing, politics, public speaking, or maybe you would like to become a hypnotist? There is not much use for a person of your talent to hang around trying to stick ordinary people with your intellectual barbs like a bored schoolboy sticking flies to the window frame with a pin. Why would you waste your time pinpointing persons whose intellect you have identified as so much inferior to your own?
Obviously you like being in the one-up position and to do that it is a requirement to put someone in the one-down position. I wish I had a super long see-saw a couple of kilometres long and I would put you in the one-up position all right and leave you there till your wiener froze off, (or your other twiddly bits if you happen to be a woman or indeterminate).
“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.”
Arghh. Yes.
I just returned from a family gathering in which my aunt and uncle just couldn’t leave it alone, when they knew my mother had been stolen from by the family spath, her other brother-in-law. “Oh, they had such a strong marriage,” they said of her late sister and this evil brother-in-law.
I snapped. I immediately wished I hadn’t, that I had found a better technique for explaining my position on that. But I didn’t.
I said, “Sure, if you ignore their many affairs and lovers. Oh, and the fact that he made a pass at my mother right in front of me. And by the way, he tried to molest me once, but I rebuffed him. I was 13 at the time.”
They were furious at me. Furious! My aunt literally walked out on me. My uncle sat and listened, but he looked like he’d been hit with a bomb.
And what did he say? “We don’t want to know the details.”
Really. What do they call this? Oh yes, a dysfunctional family pattern. They’re sitting there, hammering away at me and my mom, at the behest of my Uncle A-hole, and gee, they “don’t want to know the details.”
It all sounds so reasoned, so reasonable. So nice. The energy of a spath extends to nice people! They are his instruments of destruction, even when he’s not present. I was devastated.
My good uncle protested that “we all love you.” I said, “No you don’t. You admire me, like the way I behave, and all that, but you don’t realize that I’m vulnerable and need your protection.”
“What experts call manipulative and conning, I call an affinity for persuasion based upon an innate ability to pinpoint others personality strengths and weaknesses.”
Hell yeah, that statement betrays a certain level of operation, doesn’t it? If you can “pinpoint others’ personality strengths and weaknesses,” you can truly benefit from those things yourself, as in, letting them give to you generously while you give generously of your own strengths and weaknesses. You “persuade” them to join something life-giving and creative — something they want to do already.
If “experts” are calling that manipulation, they must be referring to actual manipulation, not cooperation. And you are honestly a manipulator. If someone is using “others’ personality strengths and weaknesses” in a way that makes them feel mugged, that cheats and steals from them, that is so manipulative that it’s not even a borderline case. Not even a misunderstanding. It is manipulation. We call it mugging because that’s what it is.
Behind Blue Eyes, that conversation about “dying alone” is about fear of abandonment. I can’t think of a happier hunting ground for spaths to show up in. It’s the credo of the cult: suicide before you get too old and ugly — and someone to hold your hand while you do, so they can tell your “story” of “courage.” Narcissism, not love. I’d rather live to be hated and shunned for living well and happily — at least it’s honest. Find the finer people who openly express their sexuality in a healthy way and know how to love out of true generosity, not fear. They’re out there, I promise. I know some of them, and they are true-blue friends, even to a straight woman like me.
And honestly, who cares if you “die alone”? You’ll be dying, that’s all. It’s how you live that matters.
People who talk pitifully about their fate are not worthy of you. They paint those places where they talk like that black. Alternatively, they paint piles of crap in bright rainbow colors and get you drunk so you won’t notice how boring they are. Think about it.
“We, the people you refer to as sociopaths, have nothing wrong with us. We are instead, the uniquely gifted. Our gifts have been mischaracterized and maligned and it’s time someone set the record straight…”
Wow! Thanks for enlightening me, Darius! I am indeed fortunate to have been robbed, betrayed, deceived, abandoned, abused and slandered. I love the weekly therapy sessions I take to alleviate the post-traumatic stress I suffer. I actually enjoy my agoraphobia and social anxiety. A million thanks to you and your benevolent minions. I shall go forth from here now corrected and enlighented, joyful from having experienced a true epiphany from your divine wisdom.
I realize now, my whole life, before this glorious moment, that I have been blind. Thank you, O Enlightened one, for restoring my sight!
You’re an idiot.
Hey Sistersister, know just where you are at with that family situation. A “strong” marriage, meaning people stay together because they are simply stuck together by big gobs of toxic relationship glue, is not in any way a healthy or good marriage or any kind of marriage to hold up as a model for anyone.
Often the person who is in a mental cage created by their toxic, predatory, blood sucking partner just dies as they have lost the will to live.
I’ve just seen that happen. It was a “strong” relationship all right, a real killer. I tried to prevent it but the toxins were way too strong for me to counteract. Maybe if I had no children and family I would have been able to put in enough effort to save this person. That’s what I say to myself. Last time I felt like this was when I felt bad because I could not give a girlfriend with breast cancer as much time as I would have liked because I had a young child and problems with my ex. This is how people in toxic relationships end up alone and without support INSIDE the relationship where no-one can get in.
People love to quote statistics about how staying married ensures a longer life. I’m sure the stress of a toxic relationship shortens your life even if you break out of it. Women in cultures which forbid divorce are certainly not living longer than in this culture where, at least in theory, there is an escape.
HappyJack………….LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Methinks that Darius has gotten enough attention. Time to get back on topic!
SisterSister;
Sociopaths typically employ some pity-play to help them hook targets. Sometimes the pity-play is direct, other times it is less overt. My x-spath used an overt pity-play on me — his parental background. His father left when he was four years old. Later on, both his mother and his father died of cancer before they reached the age of 50.
Given this, in retrospect I agree with your comment that some sociopaths effective commit suicide through their lifestyle. Mine certainly is, given that he is a heavier drinker, smokes and is most likely HIV+.
Unfortunately for him, he is getting his wish in what is for him the worst possible way — premature aging. When I met him, I described him to friends as “rough around the edges.” Still attractive, but perhaps with more crows feet and frown lines than the average 35 year-old. When I came first came across his online trail, I was shocked. Yes, the pictures I saw did not look like him, in them he appeared much younger.
But at some point, they probably were representative. Then it struck me that once he reached his early 30s, things caught up with him. At 32, he could pass for less than 30. At 35 he very much looked his age. Effectively, he aged 10 years in 5.
For a gay man whose entire self-image was based upon being a “boy” and whose primary physical attribute is his face, this must be devastating. We reap what we sow…
And Yes Sister the fear of being alone was what did my friend in. I heard her “partner’ pull the same line Diego Rivera pulled with Frida Kahlo.
‘Having sex is like urinating. I don’t know why people make so much fuss’
This was a very well read abuser.