Editor’s Note: This article was written by the Lovefraud reader who posts as “Snow White.” She previously wrote “He is not Prince Charming, and you are not Snow White.“
After months of pursuit and ultimate seduction by a psychopath, which eventually lead to an affair with this man, I can now honestly see that I am making my way down the road to recovery. When I first started to open my eyes and began noticing red flags in the psychopath’s behavior, coupled with the deep sadness I was experiencing about ending my marriage, I took the first gigantic step of actually listening to MY feelings. Even though the love bombing was so intense and the psychopathic bond well established to the point that I completely believed his declarations: “We are destined to be together. You are my future wife. We are soul mates. You must leave your husband—¦well you all know the routine”¦. my gut instincts persisted, increasingly telling me to get out.
Although I didn’t know if our marriage could be saved at that point, I did know that I could not end my marriage because someone was telling me to do it. If my marriage is to end, it will be because he and/or I decide we cannot be married, not because someone else is pressuring me to do it. The control he had over me was so powerful that it rendered me helpless in thinking for myself—that is until I woke up and saw through his hollow eyes, the soulless person he is, the strange behavior, manipulation, and lies. Reflecting on the last five months of recovery, a pattern in the healing process has emerged, which I’d like to share.
First few weeks
The best way I can describe the recovery process so far is to separate it into months. During the first few weeks, I was in emotional turmoil. My weight was at an all-time low. I was so confused as to “what” he is, what had happened to me, who I had become, and if my marriage would survive. After much prayer, the first step I took was to refuse to see him and ended the relationship. But I needed answers. I contacted the psychopath’s ex-girlfriend. She was the one who educated me on his personality disorder. I had no idea what psychopathy was and began researching it. Over the next month, I read everything I could get my hands on such as the Love Fraud site and books. Claudia Moscovici’s work, Dangerous Liaisons, profoundly described what I experienced. Additionally, Red Flags of Love Fraud precisely delineated the process of the relationship and his characteristics. He exhibited all the traits except for defrauding me out of money.
I started simultaneously educating myself and working with a marriage counselor. Although I sought help from a counselor before my affair became physical, I was too far gone to stop it. In retrospect, I can see how the luring and honeymoon phases played out. He innately moved me through the process. While in the midst of it, I did see that what I was experiencing wasn’t normal and continued to see a counselor. However, either I wasn’t accurately articulating what was happening, or the counselor wasn’t schooled in psychopathy, or I was already too emotionally controlled to really hear her advice. When I learned I had been involved with a psychopath, I told her about the books I read, but she was not interested in reading them. Even though she wasn’t able to point out the possibility that I was dealing with an emotional predator, I do credit this counselor with helping to save my marriage. Fortunately, the marriage counselor we are working with was open to reading the books and resources I listed above to better understand what I had experienced. Never having sought therapy before, I now know that it is a process, and there isn’t a quick fix. It simply takes time.
Month 2 cognitive dissonance
During the second month, I continued reading and posting on blogs. On one site, I met a woman from the UK who experienced exactly what I did and was much further along in the recovery process. She spoke with me about her experience and provided so much support. I also began phone counseling sessions. Within the first five minutes of our session, I realized I had finally found someone who could explain what I was experiencing psychologically. There was a name for it—Cognitive Dissonance—and it doesn’t happen when normal relationships end. There would be no closure from him. He is simply not capable. I have to come to terms with it and create my own closure. Most importantly, I must know and feel that what we had and who he presented himself to be is not real.
Month 3 learning about me
While the first two months were spent on learning about psychopathy, by the third month my focus shifted to healing. I continued to read, but whereas before I gravitated toward reading about HIM, now I started reading about ME. Some might say it is unhealthy to continue researching, but I find that the more I educate myself, the more empowered I become. I also continued working with my counselor. Her goal for me is to eliminate any doubts about whom I was dealing with so that I could develop a clear picture of the dangerousness of this man. She had me complete a checklist of his behaviors. One would think that even after seeing it all in black and white and living it, there would be no doubt—not so simple. Cognitive dissonance is a tricky thing.
Month 4 feeling peace
By the end of month four, moments of feeling at peace within myself and my marriage are more frequent. I learned that I must practice mindfulness, or living in the moment. Focusing on the past leads to depression. Focusing on the future generates anxiety. Being present is the path to peacefulness. Learning to live in the present is a gradual process for me. Like learning to play a sport or an instrument, I must practice it. The moments of mindfulness are becoming more frequent. This is what it looks like: When I’m out with friends and it hits me, I look around and say to myself, “Wow! Look at me. I’m actually having fun surrounded by people who really care about me. I am not tied to my phone having to answer his incessant texts anymore.“ I started noticing myself enjoying the moment. For me, the moments of “noticing” my enjoyment with my husband, children, and friends is practicing mindfulness.
July 4th
The intrusive thoughts have not entirely ended. I still have nightmares about how I drank the Kool Aid and was so brainwashed and manipulated by some manufactured, fraudulent fairy tale. However, they are lessening. While watching July 4th fireworks on the dock overlooking the lake near our home I felt at peace, truly living in the moment. Last year on the fourth, the love bombs were exploding, I was being held captive by his texts, and the emotional control was well underway. This fourth, I said to myself, “Look at me. I actually feel peaceful and am enjoying the evening with my husband. I am at a good place. I’m free!” I don’t know why I have these internal conversations with myself, but they help.
The night before the fourth as I was lying in bed, I actually said to myself as I felt the breeze blew across the room, I’m ready to let this go. I asked the wind to take the intrusive thoughts of him and our relationship and blow them out of my mind and life. They say that psychopaths intuitively know when you are letting go. If that’s true, I’ll never know for sure, but that fourth of July, just as the fireworks were about to start, I received a friend request on my phone. It was from a man I do not know. I hit ignore. Half an hour later, I receive another request. The next day, I received a third friend request. The first two may have been a coincidence, but the third??? So I looked at his page, which was public. I know that looking at the page could be considered breaking No Contact. I got weak. I looked.
It was a fake page. The photo of the man was taken off the Internet. There is a website where you can match photos to photos posted on the internet, called Tineye.com I was able to identify that a fake persona was created using someone else’s photo. Other signs of a fake page I noticed were that he only had one friend, a Russian woman, sketchy biographical information, and the time of the postings corresponded within minutes of the time the friend requests were sent to me. The most disturbing parts of the page were the postings that directly related to our relationship. Two that smacked of misogyny and the other two were pity play tactics.
Minor setback
Fright was my first reaction to the FB postings, and I thought about deleting my Facebook page. Doing that would disconnect me from my family and friends. I refuse to live in fear. I learned how to lock down my page further so it is not searchable to strangers. I blocked him and will block any strangers who send friend requests. Should it happen again, I must simply click ignore and NOT look at the page or risk staying embroiled in his sick mind games. This was a minor setback for me, bringing more intrusive thoughts and nightmares. When the experts say maintain No Contac ”¦ they say it because they know that it is essential to our recovery.
Process of recovery
While I am not proud that I allowed myself to succumb to his pressure, cross boundaries I never imagined I would, and hurt the person who has always been there for me, my husband, I am committed to doing to the hard work necessary to getting back to the person I was before my involvement with the psychopath. The process of recovery involves:
- Awakening to the dangerousness of the person and his pathology and ending the relationship
- Educating yourself on psychopathy
- Leaving no stone unturned in your quest for knowledge
- Reaching out and seeking help from people who “know”
- Working with a trained counselor to learn the strategies to break free of the memories of the idealization phase
- Rebuilding the relationships in your life that matter, and
- Living an honest, healthy lifestyle.
Most importantly, it is not enough to just “know” what he is. The knowledge I’ve obtained about psychopathy and my feelings must be in synch, and therein lies the work to be done. Periodically, the cognitive dissonance surfaces, and when it does, I take some time to keep myself in check by reading from the Love Fraud articles or Claudia’s blog. Slowly my outgoing, energetic spirit is returning, and I am rebuilding the bond with my husband. Thanks to the work of Donna, Claudia and others, my questions have been answered. I must now use the strategies I’ve learned to continue moving forward.
ErinBrock, good to “see” you! It’s been a long while. I hope that all is well with you.
Brightest blessings
(((((EB))))) I miss your insight and wisdom, also late night humor. It’s not the same without you. Hope all is well with you. Thanks for checking in.
Rgc, you are in the right place to learn about sociopathy and share your experiences. I may seem as if I’m coming off harsh, and that’s not my intention, at all.
Going to marital counseling has its purposes, but for the spouse that was the non-participating victim (that would be you), individual counseling is a personal imperative, I think. The wife is dealing with a lot of issues that are taking up valuable counseling time – yes, she has a lot to process and it is truly, truly painful. But, you have a lot to process, too, Rgc. You were also duped and dumped, and it’s horrible, on every level.
I am anxiously awaiting to read posts about you and your healing processes. Your responses, above, kind of began a dialogue in that direction. I’m anxious because the day that I read some true anger and sense of betrayal will be the day that Rgc begins a personal breakthrough. It will finally be about YOUR healing (caps for emphasis, not online yelling) instead of where she’s at on her Healing Path.
My brightest blessings to you
Dupey, hugs to you. I wouldn’t define it as “running away,” at all. I would define such an idea as “relocating.” I’m having to face that very issue, right now. No, I don’t want to leave behind everything that is familiar to me, but I know that I cannot survive where I am, and I don’t even have a stalking issue to deal with.
You’re a tremendous force, Dupey – you have courage, determination, resolve, and so many, many powerful qualities. You’ll make new friends and bonds wherever you go. And, after all of your experiences, your choices in those friends and bonds will be down to a fine science.
Starting over is always a risk. Life, itself, is risky. We don’t know if we’re going to finish our day’s schedule or be hit by a bus. But, we move through each day, anyway. Relocating might seem scary, right now. Leaving anything of importance is a loss and requires a grieving process. But, my gut feeling is that relocating can be liberating, as well. No reminders of past issues, no obvious opportunities for further unwanted “contact,” etc. A new space without all of the gruesome spectres lurking about in the dark corners.
You’ve got my vote on relocating, Dupey.
Brightest, brightest blessings
Useless2010, welcome to LoveFraud, and I’m sorry that you’ve been brought here. Having said that, I am glad that you are at this site, specifically. This site has literally been a lifesaver for me on many occasions. The readers and contributing authors are honest, truthful, insightful, and supportive, and I wouldn’t be in the positive frame of mind that I’m in without their encouragement. Frame of mind, where I’m concerned, is a relative state, and I’m pretty shaky, these days, but these incredible survivors have helped me more than I can describe.
These boards can fly, sometimes, and your introduction was so brief that I almost missed you, entirely. So, please, stick around, read as much as you can, and post when you’re ready.
Brightest blessings to you
Hey truth. ya know, youve kinda been pokin at me here, a little once in a while about this so here goes.
ah, yeah. i have a LOT of rage in me. and it feels like when i go there, im in a place like a bowel that someone plugged somehow. the shit needs to come out but its hard to predict when some will squeeze out.its like i need a laxative and a toilet following me around to take care of the mess i’ll leave.
and betrayal? well yah. and i think its gonna take some talks with her about it here. might be whats bugging me the most. we talk and i get intense, and she shuts down, and my insecurities fear she’s hiding something. its stupid. the disordered one is in prison, under a no contact order. she CANT see him. hasnt seen or comunicated in any way since feb of 2012. why is this peice of me doubting so?
and does my indescression cause me to suppress the betrayal i feel? her family got sucked in too and it feels like i was more betrayed by them. how were they so easily sucked in when my wife was bragging all those years about how happy she was with me? and yeah, i think the same thing about her. why would she brag about me to her friends and family, and then leave the door open? arnt we supposed to protect our marriage? I know thats where i really failed. i let some other female get too close. period.
i’ll give it some more thought truth.
rgc
Rgc, I have to say I agree with Truthspeak. There is something about your selfless patience, that disturbs me.
I have been following your posts, but declined to comment, because I have these issues in my past and they trigger me and my heartache, confusion and rage. But, your situation reminds me of the movie, “When a Man Loves a Woman”. Are you familiar with it? It isn’t about spaths, or affairs, it’s about an alcoholic wifes recovery, and her relationship with her co-dependant husband. As she struggles to find herself in sobriety, her husband unwittingly holds her back by staying stuck in the old role of always quick to the rescue of his incompetant and child-like wife…she feels invalidated by this, and controlled, and disrespected, because he is unable to come to grips that it is HER problem, and she feels that he is trying to keep her in a child-like, needy space. She needs to build her self esteem and confidance and can’t do it with his kindly insinuations that she isn’t capable. Well, all this points to his co-dependancy. He is so wrapped up in her, he can’t deal with his own issues and problems…in fact, has spent most of his life being the strong one, and rescuer, and is scared to death of his own lack of control.
I sence some of this in you.
I think, if I was your wife, I would find you to be quite a burden. So much pressure to get it fixed quick, so we can go back to business as usual.
You were there. You are a part of this. What are you gonna do to fix you?
I believe there’s hope, if you both want to make it work, but you’ve got some recovering to do, too. JMO.
Rgc, there you go…..THERE YOU GO!!!! That’s the first time I’ve seen you post about you, specifically!!! It’s almost like taking a scalpel to an abcess and just pricking the surface…once that tiny incision is made, the infection begins to ooze out…
She’s shutting down because she’s been given permission to – either by choice, by her counselor, or by proxy. But, you know what? You are “allowed” to become intense about the betrayal that she inflicted upon you, whether it was because of the spath, or not. She has to take responsibility for her actions, even if they were coerced.
I say this because I was robbed and duped and I was as blind as a bat at noon. I am responsible for TRUSTING the illusion – and, that’s as far as it goes. But, I’m responsible for the fact that I had no boundaries throughout my life, and this is where my work is focused, primarily.
The “doubt” is defined by the term that you’ve read here, numerous times: cognitive dissonance. We, the victims/survivors, feel that we are somehow responsible for the choices and actions of others, and we try to fit their choices and actions into our core systems of beliefs. “arnt we supposed to protect our marriage?” Yes, this is a core belief, and you are subconciously attempting to fit her choices and actions into this belief.
As for her family? Pfffffffffffft. They’re enablers or victims, as well. But, what they think and believe have nothing to do with Rgc.
You did not fail, Rgc. You really didn’t. You didn’t engage in the affair, she did. You didn’t “fail” her, she failed on herself. Yes, she was taken in by a very bad person, and yes, it happens all of the time and the carnage is widespread. But, ultimately, she needs to come to terms with her own actions, forgive herself, and begin her own processes of healing.
Rgc, whether you’re an engineer or an opera singer, a human being doesn’t “deserve” to be cast aside like so much rubbish to be collected at a later date when the grass in the next meadow turned out to be ragweed.
Hugs to you, Rgc. Strong, supportive hugs
Kim Frederick, I’ve never seen that movie, and I’m going to have to watch it.
The one that I saw not too long ago that still resonates was that Sandra Bullock movie where she was a recovering alchololic…I forget the title, now.
These are the kinds of things I want to be watching in the days to come so that I can apply the messages to myself.
Co-dependency….I could probably be diagnosed with that, given my past histories. And, definitely out to “rescue” everyone with the mistaken belief that I could “help” them, somehow. Hell, I can’t even help myself, much less someone else! So, my recovery is all about me, now. I’m out of the business of rescuing anyone – I’ll leave that to the Coast Guard.
Brightest blessings
Truthspeak, I love your, “pffffffffffffft.” Absolutely priceless.