By Ox Drover
I’ve been on the “Road to Healing” for a couple of years now, working on getting over the worst of the grief of my losses. According to the author of Overcoming the Devastation of Legal Abuse Syndrome, Karin Huffer, M.S., M.F.T, the greatest loss known to human kind is loss by deception. I have surely suffered PTSD from the extreme losses by deception that I have suffered.
Ms. Huffer outlines eight steps to recovery for her LAS (Legal Abuse Syndrome), which she shows as caused by the legal abuse that our unfair judicial system heaps upon the heads of those already abused by others. Her eight steps for recovery are basically the recovery from the grief of our losses that we all go through in our attempts to recover.
“Health,” though, according to my education in nursing school, is not a “state of being” that is absolute, but a point on a continuum from Illness to Health. Recovery, I think, too, is a point on a continuum that goes from “Utter Devastation to Recovery.” I have passed the midpoint on that continuum from the point of “utter devastation” from which I found myself after the death of my husband and the coordinated and serial attacks of the psychopaths in my life. I now find myself reaching a point on the Road to Healing/Recovery where I have reached the milestone of Acceptance of WHAT IS, and no longer pine and grieve over WHAT I WISH WAS.
I am no longer feeling the acute pain of grief, I am no longer angry at my abusers, I no longer want to do them harm, in fact, I can actually pray for them with a sincere heart. I don’t trust them at all, of course, nor would I break no contact with them, but the worst of the horrible emotions I felt upon discovering their betrayal are no longer afflicting me. I am closer to Healing and Recovery than I am to the Utter Devastation.
Now what will my life be?
I look in the mirror, and the wrinkles are still there. I get on the scale and the numbers haven’t dropped any. I look at my checkbook, and I’m down a great deal of money from when I started all this journey. I look at the newspapers and the economy is still in the pits. Saturday night comes and there is no one knocking on my door asking me out.
So, how is my life different now than it was when I was feeling the acute grief of the devastation? The facts haven’t changed at all. My attitude about “what is” has changed. I am no longer depressed about the people I have “lost” and I am no longer depressed about the things I have lost. I am accepting of these losses as real. I am accepting that it hurt to lose these things that I thought were mine, or the things that were mine.
I no longer hinge my self respect upon what these formerly significant others think of me. I no longer blame myself. I am able to place the blame where it belongs, on those that hurt me.
I was able to tell my story (debrief) to people who believed IN ME. I processed through the grieving; the denial, the anger, the sadness, the bargaining, and on to acceptance. I worked through my obsession with what had happened in my life. I learned to appropriately place blame where it belonged, and to deshame myself for allowing what happened to happen. I realize that I was conned, in some cases, for a very long time, by people I trusted. I learned that because I am a good and trusting person, I tended to trust others who I thought, wrongly as it turned out, were trustworthy.
I have learned to reframe what happened in light of what I have learned. I have learned that some of the things I “learned” as a child as “truths” are actually untrue.
Because I have gone through these processes in grief and recovery, I am empowered, and realize that I have the new knowledge of new truths that are grounded in reality. I can accept a reality that isn’t what I wish it was, but I can accept it for what it is. The fact that “life is not fair” is a truth. I was treated unfairly, but that no longer defines who I am. I am getting closer and closer each day to Recovery and Healing in spite of what has happened. In fact, because of what has happened to me, I am a stronger, wiser and more knowledgeable person.
Recovery is an exclusive road reserved for the brave who have faced and processed their pain. Debriefing was the first step. Recovery is the last step, which becomes a lifestyle of skilled problem solving. The veteran now meets and solves problems with honed wisdom, courage, and tools. (Overcoming the Devastation of Legal Abuse Syndrome, Huffer, Karin.)
Oxy –
Your post is wonderful! You give us all something to strive for, so further along in the healing process.
Was afraid you were leaving on your last post, glad you are still with us.
I am new to this sight. I am fresh out of a 5 year relationship with a sociopath. It helps to know that I am not the only one out there. There are times that I feel absolutely crazy for dealing with his craziness for so long. Thank you for doing this. I think this will be a useful tool in my recovery process..
Oxdrover was the first to respond to me about 13 months ago when I was desperate for help. A friend told me my X was a sociopath. I knew the word but not the traits..when I googled SOCIOPATH I found love fraud and Donna Anderson and Oxy. I remember the nite I posted – was twenty pounds too thin and non functional emotionally. Nobody could relate too what was going on. My family was concerened and offered sympathy and said ‘you got burned-let it go’. Oxdrover will never know what she did for me.. And so many other posters who have come and gone, so many screennames forever in my heart. I am on the other side with OXY and it feels so good not to be where I was – a new life await’s us all – but – like Oxy – I will never forget….love ya Ox~~~!!!
Oxy –
13 months (as per Henry) on this site! OK, if that’s what it takes so be it.
I would rather re-enter the world whole and in control than vulnerable to another S (as already happened to me) coming in as a filler for the other.
Thanks, Henry!
OxDrover: Thank you for sharing so much of what you have learned about yourself and others, it really helps, perhaps more than you’ll ever know. I’m so glad you are here on LF and appreciate your loving heart.
BabyNyn80 …. welcome. We’ve all put up with the craziness. This is a place to see it, understand it, leave it behind, and try to avoid it in the future. As we say, sorry you have to be here, but glad you found this site. It HAS been a useful source, the major source, in my recovery process…visit when you can, tell your story when and if you’re ready.
Welcome Baby, It is so helpful here and the love and unconditional support are so soul soothing.
Meg, You can do it. Pell Grants, work grants for under served poor areas, scholarships, even Yikes Sallie Mae loans which are straight cash to pocket. I have student loan debt but it was well worth it. I graduated in 07 while dealing with the ex, working 2 jobs, and homeschooling my daughter. There were two ladies in my class in there 50’s and they did great. Life experience can’t be beat and you have a leg up on what it is all about.
Betty your post was beautiful and eloquent. I often have to reread things because the words are like healing medicine for mind and spirit which in turn heals the body which gets devastated from stress and neglect.
And Oxy you are the wise woman greeter who also first responded to me. Such a welcoming committee.
I know that others read long before they post. I know that I did. But it is so good to show them that when they are ready someone is always here to welcome them on the road to healing. And I like the image in my head of us all walking along. One stumbles and we pick them up and dust them off. Some scout the way and show us the pitfalls and the easier path. Always looking back to encourage the others to take a few more steps because the view ahead is amazing and something wonderful awaits if we just keep moving forward. Even if just baby steps. We are getting there.
My dears, thank you ALL so much! You are very special to me, and I am glad if my words have helped you to cope and have hope—hey, that rhymed! I can’t even remember how long I have been here, I think it is about 2 years come this summer some time, I remember I was still living in my RV on the lake, hiding out from my P-son, when I found LF after being on another blog (one owned by Sam Vankin) for about six months. The other blog turned out to be not a good fit for me (there was a lot of flamming going on there, even from the managers) so I was very happy to find a SAFE and SANE site in which there was PEACE AND REASONABLE HARMONY between management and bloggers and bloggers and bloggers. That is what makes this place SO SPECIAL is that Donna runs a “happy ship” in a loving and caring way.
When I first got on this blog I kept waiting to “get healed” and move on, and then I started (in peace and feeling safe here) learning more about ME….and I realized that “healing” is not a point on a line, it is the DIRECTION you are pointed on that line, and the line NEVER ENDS, but you do reach a point that life again becomes valuable and worthwhile, and has joy and peace in it, and the balls-and-chains that we have been dragging on our “emotional legs” the ball-and-chain of pain, the one of fear, the ones of low self esteem, of loss, grief, anger, etc. those start to drop off and as we drop each one off, we can move more easily and with less effort toward the positive end of the scale. But also, like the addict who has kicked their “habit” we have to be CAUTIOUS with ourselves, and keep ourselves headed in the RIGHT direction.
The “old habits” that made us vulnerable to the Ps in the first place must not creep back into our lives….we must continue to work on ourselves and our lives and our knowledge.
I also think that we owe a debt of gratitude to our Maker, the Universe, and Mankind in general, to assist others in their journey, to encourage and support our fellow travelers on this road to healing and recovery. Donna has done a wonderful job here with this blog and ALL the people who contribute, either articles or comments, are giving back as well.
Usedabused, nah, I’m not going away from LF, this is my version of “AA” to keep me on the right road…believe it or not, I get so much out of this blog and reading the new articles and the comments….I can’t remember who said it, (CRS) I think it was Jane that you people are my FRIENDS, and though I may never meet you face to face, I CARE about you, and I believe you care about me. When people shout “TOWANDA!” LIke Stargazer did when she finally got conformation that her P was “punished” by the Army for his crimes, I CELEBRATE right along with her!
I don’t know who said it but something I heard many many years ago is that “a joy shared is DOUBLED, and a burden shared is HALVED.” That is what LF means to me. Sometimes I’m a sentimental old fool, and sometimes I’m a cranky old bat, but I am VERY attached to each and every one of you!!! Love and prayers xoxox Oxy
Hi all,
It’s been a while again for me since I was here but I’m doing very well and almost a year NC. I wanted to share a poem I wrote tonight….I’m not a poet….but surviving these creatures is an art unto itself.
SAME
Don’t know the faces
Evil embraces
Aimed and directed
Sun down infected
Fathers begotten
Apples too rotten
Feathers rejected
Whispers detected
Same is his name
Duplicating his prey
Same is the aim
The arrow, the vein
Same is the gain
Feeding off blame
Same rapes the sane
King of all pain
A pitiful lure, a clinical blur
A clever but selfish sinister cure
Warts on an epilogue
Bully the underdog
Hijack, disarm & rob
Marking a souless job
Same is his name
Mirrors cover his frame
Same is his hollow
Limitless stain
Same is the endless pit
Masking a throne to sit
Adjusting for all to fit
Laughing at all who bit
Breezes can drift
Drifters can roll
Giants have been here
Poets have known
Eager the elephants
Jolly the jokes
Same will outweigh,
Outwit his folks
Time is subjective
Shape of a key
Bosses and chains
Paraphrase me
Sudden the suddenly
Swore in the shouldn’t be’s
Biceps and triceps
Circle the soul in me
Reflections politely
Pardon then bite me
Forgive me abundantly
Release all my empathy
Seven years doomed they say
Cracking a mirror these days
Seven years gladly paid
Escaping out from his blade
Penance is karma
Karma is debt
Debt is the due
You owe onto you
Same will be same
Exposed now his fame
A gift you depart
Always knowing his name
Beauty not stolen within
Just illusion he hopes to win
Repay yourself, your due
You are pure, solid and true
I don’t have time to read the comments–looking forward to doing that–but I just wanted to thank you, Oxy, for the incredible post. So clear and eloquent and heartwarming. It makes me so happy for you that this is the emotional place that you have landed after such heartache and devastation. It is so hopeful for all of us who are in the earlier stages of our grief, obsession, and loss.
Two things I wanted to mention – one, I’m in the middle of reading a pile of books recommended by people on this site – thank you! So I haven’t been online and didn’t want anyone to worry about my sudden disappearance. Even though I haven’t been on this site for very long, I know that the regulars here are very caring people and might notice my absence. I’m doing so much better – this site is just incredible for providing support and helpful strategies, and the books are really helpful as well.
Also, I don’t know if anyone else has experienced this phenomenon, but it’s been months since I told the antisocials in my life that we were no longer friends and that I didn’t want to see them. For the three or four years of the six years that I was “friends” with these people, terrible, unrelated things happened all around me – everything I cared about deeply was threatened. It was just one thing after another after another. Now, everything is going great. Working out better than average. Pleasant surprises instead of horrible shocks. I wonder if these people carry with them an energy field that attracts all kinds of awfulness, not just what they perpetrate themselves. Well, it might not be anything but coincidence and wishful thinking, but I was curious to know if anyone else had experienced the same thing.
Anyway, thanks again for the extremely wonderful and inspiring post, OxDrover. And my thanks and healing wishes to all.