UPDATED FOR 2024. Editor’s note: The following was written by the Lovefraud reader who posts as “Quest.” He identifies what he believes is the shut down mechanism that psychopaths use on their victims.
As most of us know what its like to be a psychopath victim; I am not going to go into all the details of my relationship with a full-blown psychopathic woman that turned my life into a living hell in just 18 months. What I really want to talk about is the mental effects that this woman was able to inflict upon me without my conscious realisation; gaslighting it’s called.
Just so there is a little background, I am a 55-year-old male and split from my ex psychopath female mate three years ago. We were in a relationship for 18 months. At the time we split up, I knew the relationship was beyond repair, but had very little understanding of what had really happened to make the relationship such a disaster.
Two weeks before I left, I had been on the Internet researching mental disorders and had by chance run into the classification “psychopath.” At the time my real knowledge of the intimate details of the psychopathic condition were pretty limited. Anyway I Googled psychopath and found Lovefraud.com, and as they say, the rest is history.
What had she done?
Two weeks after leaving I realised that I was now damaged goods. Many times I found myself asking myself, what had this woman done to me and how did she do it??? I read every book I could find on the subject, about 20 in all, but still did not seem to have a satisfactory answer to my question, and certainly no real way of fixing what had been done. Most of the books that seem to have been written about the psychopathic condition tend to deal more with describing the psychopath themselves, which is great, rather than figuring out what exactly has happened to the minds of the victims of these monsters.
So what were my symptoms? Initially it was hard to get a grip of even this concept. On weekends I slept til noon; on weekdays I had to force myself out of bed to go to work. I was in a state of awareness that I can only describe as being hypervigilant for other psychopaths, or the possibility of them. Basically everyone I met was a potential psychopath until proven otherwise. Paranoia was rampant. I actually feared psychopaths, as I did not understand what this one woman had done to my mental state, or even how she had done it. This left me open and vulnerable to the possibility of running into another psychopath and not knowing how to defend myself. I had no clue as to what I was defending myself against.
As time passed. I learned how to see psychopaths. It was as if a sixth sense had been awakened and I was wired to the symptoms of psychopathy. Any symptom set the alarm bells ringing in my mind. Well, all this knowledge and awareness was great, but I still could not fix the damage. Some days there would be realisations, some days were great, others not so great. Sometimes while in a crowded room I would suddenly be overcome with paranoia and have to leave. What was going on? It was as if my own awareness of myself had somehow been turned off and I did not know where the ON button was.
In the last three years I have talked to many people about psychopathy. Some found it fascinating, some were victims themselves and could recognise what I was talking about. Most did not seem to have a clue as to what I was talking about and basically thought I was nuts.
Spelling error
So — “O like Umbrella” — where does that fit in you may ask? Well, one day while at work, I was on the phone talking to an East Indian guy. He was going to buy some products from the company I work for, and we were going to be shipping what he bought to him. Well, the guy’s name was one of those ones that you can’t pronounce or spell. He proceeds to spell his name — B like Bob, A like Apple, O like Umbrella — ????????????
He continued to spell but I heard nothing because my mind was stuck on, “O like Umbrella.” What had happened?
Well, while this was happening another part of my awareness had the sudden realisation that I had just been shut down. There was no “O” in “umbrella” and because he had said something that made no sense, my mind had basically shut down. At this point there was a kind of eureka moment, as I realised that that was how psychopaths get into the minds of their victims.
Anyone who has spent any time in an intimate relationship with a psychopath knows that things get very confusing at times. What appears to happen to the victim is a kind of mental shut down that seems to happen at a subconscious level, beyond the normal conscious awareness of the victim. The victim, not realising what is happening, slowly gets lulled into an almost vegetative state where they can hardly recognise themselves. It feels like their very essence or soul has been sucked right out of them, leaving a confused, rudderless entity, almost a zombie.
So what is happening here? Did I just have the ultimate realisation about psychopath victims because I had been able to watch my own mind get shut down by a spelling mistake? The East Indian thought “umbrella” was spelt “ombrella.”
Nonsense
As the days went by, I often thought about and talked about my revelation. How relevant was it? Would it make a difference? What I began to realize was that I now knew what my psychopathic ex had done to me, SHUT ME DOWN, and also I knew how she did it.
Having a conversation with a psychopath is not like having a normal conversation, especially if you are in a relationship with them. Initially in the early days of the relationship, everything seems normal. As time goes on, however, things tend to slowly become confused. Every conversation turns into a never-ending argument that seems to go round in circles, until the victim just gives up. Nothing is resolved and the arguments become more and more frequent, and more and more confusing.
The victim tries to make sense of what is going on around them. What they don’t realise is, nothing is supposed to make sense. The psychopath is in full attack mode on the victim’s sanity. The psychopath is basically talking nonsense, but the victim is not aware that it is nonsense, or that they are under premeditated attack. As the victim’s mind tries to make sense of the babble, not realising that its not supposed to make sense, because it almost does make sense, some part of the persons thinking processes shuts down. How this really works I am not sure, but I feel as if I am getting close to the realisation of it.
Shut down mechanism
One thing about the “O like Umbrella” incident was that I now had knowledge of how the shut down process works. Now, suddenly, I knew what had been done, shut down, and how it had been done. Suddenly the fear was gone, I now knew what I was defending myself against.
Read more: Gaslighting — 5 key points you need to understand
If it doesn’t make sense it’s probably nonsense and you are probably dealing with a psychopath. Because a psychopath is so good at hiding nonsense in amongst sense, most people miss the nonsense. Being aware of this puts the power in the hands of the victim or potential victim. If the victim is aware of the nonsense, it can’t shut them down, I hope. At this point, I at least feel more relaxed than I have in a long time.
So gaslighting shuts the victim down mentally. I feel it is important to realise this, because once a victim is shut down, it will take a long time to wake them up again. I guess the revelation here is realising the relationship between gaslighting and the shut down mechanism. It’s all in the nonsense.
If one can listen to the nonsense and realise that it is indeed nonsense, then theoretically, it will not shut the victim down, hopefully. I have yet to prove this concept. I’ll need to find another psychopath to test the theory.
Learn more: Tools for navigating narcissists and other manipulative people
Lovefraud originally posted this article on Jan. 15, 2011.
LL,
Actually, after my divorce in 1980, when I took my kids to therapy as a family, I didn’t address that much of “past traumas” in therapy, and focused mostly on my kids and the trauma we were going through from the divorce. I went for 2-3 years.
After the plane crash that killed my husband, I went to therapy for the PTSD, which was EMDR (rapid eye movement therapy) and found that it healed a great deal of things as well. I went for about a year, but during that time and for the 5 of the past 6 1/2 years I have seen a psychiatrist as well for therapy for about two years as well as 3 years for medication management. My internist now manages my medication since my psychiatrist retired.
How long you go to therapy and for what depends on a lot of things. But each of us has to face the “truths” we uncover in ourselves at a rate which we can “swallow” them. Saying “how long” is like saying “how long to get to your ideal weight?” It depends on what you weigh to start with and how hard you work at it, is how long it takes.
LL – i completely understand, and was a bit hesitant to post, but wanted to support you by sharing what i was doing at my slow pace – ’cause i can only go slowly. which, on occasion makes me want to strangle something. 😉
the spath comes to mind.
but then, she isn’t responsible for ALL the crap in my life. just enough to warrant a good neck wringing. but you know, it’s like eating a bag of chips, once you get started…..
LL…..I have a very sensitive stomach too. I woke up this morning with pain in my lower lower…not sure if it was my colon or ovaries, or uterus. lol…Then I went to the bathroom and omg….it was gone! It was whatever was sitting in there!
Since my daughter is vegan and the other ones vegetarian, I have been eating a lot of spicy foods they cook…rice and beans with sofrito..eggplant parm with vegan cheese..etc. I gas up! So, I know I need to go more bland. Rice with steamed veggies will be better..not too spicy..no onions or garlic or spices.
Be careful with dairy. I drink soy milk only because eggs and milk gas me up too…always did.
I am eating more fresh fruit now…oranges, grapefruit, berries, banannas and I feel better.
Once again, I am listening to my body. If I eat something and it gasses me up..its not good for me. Too rough.
I don’t drink, but whenever the x would come over I would drink wine or beer to loosen me up…toward the end of the relationship especially. Psychologically, I didn’t feel right . I knew he was using me for sex and since I stopped enjoying it when I stopped trusting him….I had to numb up. Terrible.
I am SO glad he is out of my life. I’ve been talking to an old classmate from way back when..(high school). His wife passed away..she graduated with us too! Sad…52 yrs old.
He is SO normal and nice. I have good vibes about him. And, we plan to meet up one of these days….and I am happy to have a male friend to rekindle our friendship …and who knows.
I don’t want to get involved with a man right now. I want to get into great shape…phsyically and mentally first. I am enjoying my walks and when the snowstorms stop ..lol!…I plan to go back to my gym to swim and use the sauna.
I’m hibernating for now..enjoying my girls…tv …reading…movies….cooking….hanging out with my sister…my thrift store fixes….and thats it for now.
Its important to relax…and enjoy each day. So many people my age have passed on…two of my teacher aides..gone. Both in fifties! Breast cancer and bladder cancer! So, I am planning to enjoy each day as it comes and not stress too much. I won’t let another human being make me crazy and not able to live my life and laugh and enjoy the good things…my kids laughing…joking with my sister….enjoying walks and talks with my friends…learning more and more…reading.
There are no guarantees…and we need to take care of our bodies..we only get one chance. Every negative stressful thought creates havoc on our bodies. (The Biology of Belief..good book). So, I REFUSE to let ANY human being make me SICK. I use a lot of mind control…mostly imagining myself thin and happy. lol
Remember…its great to vent and necessary to talk about and process our traumatic experiences…but take time to close your eyes and picture yourself where you want to be…sortof like meditation.
Where energy goes…energy flows…..we have to try to take time to think and feel some positive things too.
Its the best medicine.
My mother was an angry sociopath. She found out that a cancerous tumor was growing on her kidney for 20 yrs…
I believe it was from stress. They found it too late…at 61 yrs old. It spread and she is dead.
Negativity will KILL you. FAITH will heal you..
sorry for the rant.
One,
Yep, that’s how I”m feeling too. I hate sitting in this place, but I do know it’s necessary for right now. I feel a bit lost and unmotivated. I’m very VERY lucky to have found myself a GREAT therapist! I”M SO BLESSED! This guy TOTALLY gets it. I was reading more about his credentials yesterday and was totally blown away. I found out he runs training groups for other therapists on how to deal with trauma survivors and those with personality disorders. I’m sure we will delve a lot more into the issues for sure, but the validation that I receive every single time I go in with regards to my experiences, I just walk away feeling so much better and level headed. Of course that doesn’t LAST long yet, but that’s okay too. I think part of what’s wrong is that I’m normally very motivated and somewhat of a perfectionist. I’m having to turn this around and make it about “me” time. That’s really super hard. The hardest thing to do is to SIT in it, but at the other end of the spectrum, I’m so tired, exhausted from years of spath and other traumas that my mind and body are in shut down to a certain extent. That is VERY frustrating for me. I feel like my life is on hold right now. I wish I could hurry up and get this over with, but I know that I can’t. It’s interesting how trauma of a spath relationshit affects people. Some worse than others. In my case, while it didn’t do me in permanently, it really slowed me down. Right now, it’s about getting the PTSD and depression under control and that takes time too. UGH!
Warrant a good neck wringing? HA! I could go there 🙂
LL
tobe
I’m in a negative place. I understand what needs to be done, as I’m just newly out of spathville. Each day brings a little more clarity, but my work is really cut out for me in learning how to relax and enjoy the moment. I need to order some more books lol!
One of the things that’s bothering me soooooooooo much right now, is school. I had to drop two classes. I simply could not focus and give the classes the concentration they were entitled too. I kept two but may still drop yet another. My therapist was very cool in that he thought that if that’s what i needed to do, to get past this part of the early process to gain my grounding a little, he would write a letter to whomever at the school about it.
I’m trying to just take a day at a time. Today is my doc appointment for the antidepressant. I’m looking forward to that.
Otherwise, it’s just blogging here, doing a little homework, spending some time with my kids, and I had to take my dog to the vet today and his IVDD is acting up again. We were told that if the disc had deteriorated in the future again (he was paralyzed for a few months two years ago), we would have to put him down because of where it’s located. He’s a weiner and we love him tons. We caught it early and now he’s on pain meds and benadryl for two weeks. Crate rest. UGH! It’s amazing how your pets become apart of your family, ya know?
I heard your part of the country was gettin some snow tobe LOL! Understatement? Lucky girl! Sure wish we could!
LL
LL….
Listen, I totally understand where you are at. And, after you go through a trauma, you have to go through the phases…just like after the death of a loved one…If you don’t, you will end up back there.
Right now, yours is SO sososo new. Plus, you had a lot of time invested in the relationship. And, yes, you “loved” him…cared about him…even while you knew that he was f&cked up…you bonded with him. That is what normal people do. So, its difficult to end any relationship…its a void in your life. I used to imagine if he died. What would I do? I would go on….because thats what I believe in…bury the dead and move on….because someday, someone will be burying me…and moving on.
It helps to think of that. What would you do if he died? How would you change your life?
tobe
When I found out the truth, when it was in my face, that’s when he died.
LL
Same for me. When I finally saw him for what he really was…with the help of my g/f and sister….who were boinking me all along….he died along with my love for him. I was still in love with the illusion in my mind of what he was…but, I no longer loved the devil. Its NOT love you feel…you r just addicted.
Food for thought.
You didn’t lose anything. You didn’t lose a man who really cared about LL! You lost an evil negative person that wasn’t enhancing your life…he was killing you slowly.
Now, he is dead. What do you do to carry on with your life without him? …
You take care of your health issues. You take care of your precious children that need you. You enjoy another sunrise and sunset…before you die.
Thats my motto……Going to live….it goes fast.
Hi Guys–
I am SOOOO ANGRY THAT I was not able to read your posts to me (Esp Oxy’s) yesterday and I am justing get back online today. snowstorm here, no power, blah blah.
I wanted to die again today and I am dealing with those feelings cropping up. I had to take half a xanax today b/c the panic attacks and self hatred was so severe I could not stop crying and was freaking out at work!!~!! LUckily alone in my office and then with a friend at lunch.
Here is why and I don’t think anyone can relate to this.
I really liked this guy. REALLY and I am very picky.
Number one– was there something I could have done or not done– to have kept him– and why am I even saying that?
Here is the clincher and what is causing me agony—–
I CANNOT FORGIVE MYSELF FOR GIVING IN AND SLEEPING WITH HIM!!!! I hate MYSELF FOR THIS.
. Granted it was wonderful– and he is really hot– hey– why can’t I just say I got some good noogie and move on with it?
I can’t!!!
I had not had sex in two years! Yes I told him that. He knows I am selective. It felt so wonderful to be with him. And now– I am a mere slut– when I actually slept with him from my heart.
I CAN’T FORGIVE MYSELF. I just cant. I am such a stupid idiot.
then again–
with normal people– if you sleep with them- things are still okay.
My exhusband is still in love with me 13 yrs later– and we slept together in the first few months.
People sleep together and things work out!
Am I really such a bad person for doing what I did????????????????????
I am so angry at myself for allowing myself to be played!!!
I had so much going for myself and now I don’t care about anything! NOt singing, not acting, not modeling– nothing. If I could die now I would b/c the pain is overbearing.
Granted– years ago– a psychiatrist told me that I had and “artistic personality?– and that my range of emotion is much greater than most people– that is why I could play so many parts and display/experience so many emotions– and why I needed theater to do so. He said my lows are debilitating and my highs are manic. I am not bipolar however– these are emotional reactions. If he called me now- I would be histatic again and right now I want to die.
I just want to die.
This rejection is just too much.
I keep thinking he was “the one”– this perfect guy- b/c he was pretty wonderful. Talented. Funny. Strong.
I keep thinking– there was something I could have done or maybe if I had not slept with him things would be okay and he would still want me.
I do not know if I can live with this rejection.
the world could tell me I’m wonderful, but without the “love” of this one man– I am nothing.
WTF?
Henry– love addiction? Or reality?
sorry I am so intense you guys.
I can’t get over what I did!