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.
Pepinillos en vinagre….
Nah let’s leave the psycho his pepino. He has nothing more. Don’t you see there’s nothing in his head?
Poor creature, let’s leave him his pepino entire.
no, let’s take it away then he has no ‘tools’.
king Kong went to Hong Kong to play Ping Pong with his Ding Dong…:)
I’m going to tell it to him: Hanspeter, come to Spain, we’ll fuck the last time and then i’ll cut your cucumber.
After all you’re becoming old and it will be useless very soon. I do it for you, to prevent pain.
Let’s see whathe says…
But i suspect he won’t agree….
well, i am SURE he could figure out some way to profit from it. 😉
hey hens!
hey steppers!
i was listening to chuck berry on the radio tonight, singing ‘my ding a ling.’ – it is actually quite blasphemous. He talks about pulling his ding a ling in the church vestibule; kinda racy for 1972!
DM, One
I’m so pissed OFF!!!!! I”m so ANGRY!
I don’t know how to COMMUNICATE anymore!! I”M SO FUCKING MAD! And Ya know what else? He created a GLITCH in my communications!! I”M SO FUCKING ANGRY!!!
And ya know what? I”m so FUCKING tired of being told what I have to do to be “healthy” right now, I want to fucking SLAP THE SHIT out of people who say that to me!! I”M SO FUCKING DONE, it is SO SPATHY I JUST GET SO FUCKING ANGRY!!
HOW DARE YOU TELL ME TO “GET HEALTHY” When I just got OUT OF SPATHSVILLE, ISN”T THAT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU RIGHT NOW???> BULLSHIT!!!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!
I”M ONLY A MONTH OUT RIGHT NOW!!! I”M NOT SPEEDY THE HEALTHY GONZALES HERE!!!
I WISH I WAS BUT I”M NOT!!!! I”M SMOKING MY BRAINS OUT LEFT AND RIGHT!! AND I DON”T CARE!!! I”M SO ANGRY I DON”T CARE! AND YA KNOW WHAT? I”M GONNA HAVE MYSELF A BIG JUICY ASSED BEEF ROAST WITH A TON OF SALT, GLISTENING WITH BBQ SAUCE AND A HEAPING BOWL OF UNHEALTHY ICE CREAM! AND ALL THE WHILE I”M GOING TO TURN ON SOME VIOLENT FLICK AND PROLLY WATCH PULP FICTION AND HAVE HORRIFYING FANTASIES ABOUT HOW I CAN DO THAT BASTARD IN!!!
FOR SO LONG SO LONG SO LONG……….I’ve been nothing but a kiss ass. I did EVERYTHING he wanted me to do, to the exclusion of even the SIMPLEST OF PLEASURES THAT I LIKE, WELL GUESS WHAT? I DON”T WANT TO EAT HEALTHY RIGHT NOW, MY EXERCISE PLAN AT THIS POINT IS WALKING MY FUCKING DOG BECAUSE THAT”S ALL I”M CAPABLE OF DOING RIGHT NOW! AND NOW I CAN”T WALK MY DOG< SO I HAVE TO WALK MYSELF BECAUSE I"VE SPENT ALMOST THREE HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS IN THE LAST TWO DAYS TO KEEP MY WEINER DOG ALIVE!!! That doesn't SEEM like a lot of money to people who have it but when you DON"T, it might as well be a fucking MILLION!!!!!
I pretended and faked and lied and manipulated to SURVIVE THAT FUCKING RELATIONSHIT THE ENTIRE TEN FUCKING YEARS. WOULD IT BE A BIG FUCKING SHOCKER THAT I HAVE NO IDEA NOW WHAT I"M DOING, AND THAT I WANT TO INDULGE MYSELF IN REBELLION BECAUSE THAT BASTARD TOLD ME ALWAYS NOT TOO? FUCK HIM AND FUCK THAT!!!
I have done NOTHING but "fashion" my life around others. EVERY SECOND OF EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!! And I"M DAMNED TIRED OF IT!! I WANT A VACATION FAR AWAY AND I CAN"T EVEN DO THAT, SHIT I CAN"T EVEN GET FAR ENOUGH OUT OF MY FUCKING CITY TO ESCAPE THIS NONSENSICAL CRAP AND COMMUNE WITH NATURE. PLEASE, I LOVE YOU ALL, BUT DO NOT TELL ME I CAN DO THIS AT MY COMMUNITY PARK!!! I ALLOWED THIS BASTARD TO RUIN EVERY SINGLE VACATION POSSIBILITY!! I LOVE THE MOUNTAINS AND THE BEACH AND HE RUINED IT ALL IN THE PLANNING….ACTING LIKE HE COULDN'T WAIT TO BE ALONE WITH ME, GETTING A ROOM BUT I NEVER WENT BECAUSE HE WOULD RUIN IT ALL AND I'D BE TRAPPED AND I KNEW THAT……..I'M SO FUCKING ANGRY!! MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE GONE!!
HE STOLE, ROBBED, LIED CONCEALED, DECEIVED, MANIPULATED FUCKED ME OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!!
HE KNEW I LOVED HIM. HE KNEW IT AND HE PLAYED ME LIKE A FUCKING FIDDLE SO YOU IKNWO WHAT I'M LEFT WITH NOW? STUPID WRITTEN ALL OVER MY ASS!! SHAME WHENEVER I STEP OUT THE FRONT DOOR FEAR AND ABSOLUTE RAGE AT THE THOUGHT OF SEEING THIS LITTLE FIVE FOOT ONE BASTARD ANYWHERE AND HALF THE FEMALE POPULATION IS TALLER THAN THIS LITTLE UGLY FUCKER!!!
I'M SO ANGRY AT ME!!! HOW COULD I HAVE ALLOWED THIS SHIT TO GO ON?? WHY WHY WHY DID I ALLOW THIS SHIT TO GO ON????
WHAT THE FUCK WAS/IS WRONG WITH ME? I'M ANGRY THAT I'M FUCKED UP NOW, I'M ANGRY THAT I'M STRUGGLING TO GET PAST ALL THE MINDFUCKING WARPED "O" FOR UMBRELLA SHIT!!
I'M DAMAGED GOODS WHILE HE WALKS AWAY WITHOUT A SCRATCH AND HAS ANOTHER VICTIM!!! I'M PISSED OFF THAT HE KNOWS HE GOT A PIECE OF ME, MORE THAN THAT FOR TEN FUCKING YEARS!!!
I WASTED TEN YEARS OF MY LIFE AND I'M WITHOUT SCHOOL NOW (YES MY CHOICE, CAN'T CONCENTRATE) WITHOUT INCOME, LIVING IN A DIVE OF AN APARTMENT WITH CHILDREN I LOVE DEARLY THAT I CAN BARELY FACE AT THE DINNER TABLE. I'M WORTHLESS TO ANYONE!!! WORTHLESS AND JUST WHEN I FEEL LIKE I MIGHT FUCKING MATTER TO ANYONE I REALIZE THAT I DON'T.
I'M 47 YEARS OLD AND MY LIFE IS OVER HALF OVER!!!
WHO WOULD WANT ME ANYWAY? AND I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT MEN, i'M ALSO TALKING ABOUT FRIENDS? WHAT THE FUCK IS THERE TO SEE IN ME ANYMORE?
nOTHING. I'M JUST A PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT NOW THANKS TO THAT BASTARD WHO SUCKED MY SOUL DRY WITH HIS LIES, BULLSHIT AND WALKS AWAY IN PERFECT HEALTH, HAPPINESS AND SKIPPING ALL THE FUCKING WAY!!
WHERE IS A MOUNTAIN I CAN CLIMB? WHERE IS A SNOW FILLED AREA TO WHICH I CAN GO AND BUILD A LITTLE IGLOO AND JUST SIT FOR AWHILE/ WHERE IS AN OCEAN BEACH THAT I CAN GO AND REFLECT THAT WON'T COST ME THREE HUNDRED TO VISIT ONLY 90 MILES AWAY?
I'M SO ANGRY. i'M SO VERY VERY VERY ANGRY….
AND NO ONE WANTS TO BE AROUND THAT, DO THEY….
I TOTALLY SCREWED MY LIFE OVER. I LET HIM DO THIS TO ME.
HE STOLE TEN YEARS OF MY LIFE THAT I CAN'T GET BACK AGAIN.
I'M DAMAGED GOODS AND I'M PISSED ABOUT THAT TOO.
I MIGHT HAVE DONE A LOT OF THINGS WRONG IN MY LIFE MADE POOR CHOICES, BUT AT THE SAME TIME, I NEVER DESERVED TO BE AS FUCKED OVER AS HE FUCKED ME OVER. NEVER.
I DIDN'T DESERVE THIS. IT WASN'T MY FAULT. AND I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING TOLD THAT I'M FUCKING UNHEALTHY AND FUCKING FREAK OR THAT I'M NOT DOING ENOUGH TO BE WELL. WHILE I KNOW THIS IS A PROCESS, SOMEHOW I'M SUPPOSE TO HURRY UP AND GET THERE AND IF I DON'T DO IT ON SOMEONE ELSE'S TIME THAN IM NOT DOING IT. WELL, YA KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO SAY THAT? A BIG FUCK YOU!!!!
AND THAT IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF PSYCHO BABBLE BULLSHIT LINGO EX USED ON ME TOO. YES I TAUGHT HIM, YES, HE LEARNED WELL.
LL
He would bring a fake one for the sacrifice of course…
And he would say “isnt it simbolic, i’m sure you like it. And mine for you” (and the other women and the boys he visits in the pubs in his city and in Viena, etcetera).
He’s a psycho!!! as somebody has said above, one has to remind this.
It’s time for another cucumber, a non psychopathic one.