By Ox Drover
One of the themes that seems to run throughout the stories of many of, if not most of, the people who have had experiences with psychopaths is that we have either had repeated episodes of being abused by the same psychopath, even after we saw their dishonesty, or had episodes of being sucked into the webs of multiple psychopaths. Or, we have both of these—multiple episodes with multiple psychopaths.
Most of the people I have known who were formerly victims of psychopaths are not stupid. In fact, some of the smartest, most accomplished people I know are former victims, and have been repeatedly victimized by one psychopath after finding out that this person was dishonest and abusive. Somehow, they kept on going back to the relationship, even after multiple attempts to disengage from the abuser. Why? Why does a person who is smart, accomplished, and otherwise successful in life and business keep repeating the same behavior that allows them to be hurt?
There is an often-used quote, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.” It seems by this definition that the victims of psychopaths are “insane,” because we keep on trying to have a relationship with someone who is repeatedly abusive. There must be some reason that otherwise smart and successful people keep repeating the behavior that is unsuccessful in its outcome. There must be some common thread among victims and former victims that makes us susceptible to frequently returning to an unsuccessful and painful relationship.
Here’s a little story that may contain what may be a grain of truth that might point us toward the answer to the question of. “Why?”
The Chief and the Snake
Once upon a time there was a very wise and kind Indian chief. One day as the chief was walking through the forest, he came upon a rattlesnake in the path. He stopped and started to go around the snake, not wanting to hurt it, but not wanting to be bitten either.
As the chief started to pass around the snake, the snake spoke to him (not an unusual thing in those days) and said, “Chief, please have mercy on me, my wife and family are on the other side of yonder river, and I can’t swim, and I can’t get to them. Won’t you please pick me up and carry me across the river?”
The chief looked at the snake and laughed a bit and said, “Why, if I tried to pick you up you would bite me and I would die. I am sad that you have a problem but I must not be bitten, or I would die and my own children would starve because there would be no strong man with a bow to hunt brother deer to provide meat to my little ones. Though my heart feels sad for you, no, I must refuse to pick you up.”
The snake then spoke to the chief saying, “But such a brave man as you should not be afraid of such a small snake as I, and I promise from the bottom of my heart that I would never harm you if you were to help me across yon river. I am so afraid that if I am not able to get across, my wife and children will perish. Please help me in my hour of need.”
The chief looked at the snake and his heart was sad because he knew what it was like to have one’s children without food. His heart took pity on the snake, and he agreed to take the snake across the river, if the snake would agree not to bite him.
The chief reached out to pick up the snake and held him high over his head as he waded the swift and cold waters of the river. About half way across the river when the chief was doing his best to protect the snake from the cold waters, the snake reached down and bit him on the neck, sinking his poison fangs deep into the chief’s blood stream.
The chief was surprised and said to the snake, “Brother Snake, why did you bite me, now I will die and you will drown as well. You promised on your honor not to bite me if I would have mercy on you and help you, now we shall both die and our children starve. You promised me.”
The snake replied, “Ah yes, I promised, but you knew what I was when you picked me up,” as they both sank under the swirling cold water of the river.
What we have in common with the chief
What caused the chief to reach out and pick up a snake that he knew was poisonous, that he knew had the power to harm him, and that if he was wrong in making this decision to pick up the snake, and the snake did bite him, that his own children would suffer because of his decision?
Empathy is what the chief had, empathy for the children of the snake. Because the chief loved his own children, he assumed that the snake must also love its children. Just as the chief would do what was best for his children, he empathized that the snake would also do what was best. Since the chief knew that he would never do anything deliberately to cause consequences for his children, he did not see that the snake would deliberately do something that would cause problems for his own offspring.
Thinking that others have the same motivations that we have can get us into the same problems that the chief got into. The chief wanted to help the snake. He felt pity for the snake. He knew that he would not want someone to refuse to help him if it meant that he would die and his children would go hungry, so it never dawned on him that the snake would be willing to make a decision to do a deed that would insure that the snake-children would go hungry.
The chief’s empathy and his thinking that others had the same empathy, the same motivation for their behavior, and no reason to hurt another, even at the cost of hurting themselves or their near and dear, caused him to want to believe the snake’s promise not to bite.
The snake, however, was right. The chief knew what he was when he picked him up. When we allow ourselves to believe the promises of people who have proven that they are dishonest, we open ourselves to be repeatedly injured or even killed. When someone shows you what they are, believe your eyes. Believe what you see, not what you hear.
No Contact
“No contact” is the commonly accepted “treatment” for any abusive relationship. This means that only contact that is required by law (such as meeting that person in a courtroom due to a law uit) or the minimum amount of contact required by law to co-parent with such a person, is the only interaction between you and your former abuser. No contact allows the injuries to cease, and keeps you safe from new and repeated injuries from the abuser.
“No contact” also includes not stalking the person’s Facebook page or other social media. It means blocking or deleting any text messages, phone calls, e-mails or any other form of communication, including having others tell you what the former abuser is “up to.” Refusing to engage in tale carrying, gossip, or drama involved with the former abuser is also essential. If you must speak about the relationship, do it ONLY with a trusted friend or family member who sees that the relationship was/is abusive, and with assurances that the person will keep your information in absolute confidence. This process can be likened to “not renting them space in your head,” which includes wondering if they have a new relationship, and if they are making this new person happy o,r if they will change for this new person, or wondering if you were wrong about what they are.
You know what they are now, so don’t pick them up. NO CONTACT WORKS.
Dear 2bcop ~ Stop. Breathe. Just breathe. Try to clear your mind of what happened even 5 minutes ago. Just relax, in the NOW.
You cannot undo what is already done. You can only decide where to go from right here, and right now.
You could start by marking her next e-mail as spam. That way it wouldn’t even show up in your inbox. It would set a boundary that she cannot disrespect.
One step at a time. That’s all you need to do. Take one step at a time. Calm and peaceful. You’ll get there girl!
I just read the link that Kim posted on detachment and it seems so huge. How am I ever going to accomplish something so big. My whole internal makeup feels like trauma from this. Even though N mother was out of my life for a year-no contact, N father was still there doing his control thing. Now since I had to discard both of them, I’m freaked out because I feel like I don’t how to be-without their control. I don’t know how to be myself. I don’t know how to stop trying to rescue my neighbor from whatever she’s going through. Maybe she doesn’t need to be rescued. She seems to be detached from her issues and is trying to get me to be that way too, but she doesn’t know how. I am too much drama for her. If I’m not careful I might lose her friendship and I don’t want that. I just don’t feel like I know how to be friends with people. I don’t want to put my drama on her. I always have said-I hate drama, I don’t want anything to do with it, now I feel like I am a ball of drama. I don’t know how to detach.
Just make a commitment to work at it one day at a time. It takes practice. You’ve already made great progress Nolarn, don’t start beating yourself up, now. Don’t get down on yourself, just observe yourself.
You can use the serenity prayer as a mantra, during times of stress, or turbulant emotions.
You can read about detachment a little every day. You start journaling and keep track of your progress. You’re gonna be fine. Honest.
nolarn, right now… maybe you are creating drama because
you are afraid… the job situation, no money, no utilities…
very scary stuff. Take one day at a time. Do take that deep breath,
believe in yourself. One of the things we have learned here
is that other people’s problems are not our problems…
you cannot rescue the neighbor, even with your crush on her…
rescuing her should not be part of the equation.
Rescue yourself.
I personally think that when you gave her your ammo
you thought she would try to rescue you and get close to you.
You needed something big to get her attention.
You are creating drama because you feel out of control of your choices,
you really do need to stop and know in your heart that
everything is going to work out ok.
I have acted out in the same way in the past so this is
not meant as a judgement on you. You are an awesome
fabulous wonderful person, don’t lose sight of that.
I have many choices coming up that I get scared about when I think about them,
I am trying to lean on God, He has always taken care of me.
You don’t want to be involved with someone who needs rescuing.
You are used to being busy and working… right now you have too much time
on your hands and are ruminating over the neighbor and your mom,
send out your resume’s, make your phone calls, and then…
go out and ride you bike and have an adventure!!!
Just speaking from personal experience here and trying
to think of some ideas to help you get out of the house
for a little while, I do the same for myself. Love you. xoxo
2 cop,
Wow. There is so much drama here, I’m drama-ed out.
you can control this you know. I see you dragging drama into your life, focusing on either your an mother or your next door neighbor when you really should be focusing on you, sweetie.
One of the things I’ve realized in the last five months, is that spath was the last of the toxic creatures (other than potentially spath son) that I have to deal with. I’m still dealing with all the drama and fallout from the spath. That’s enough for anyone. It is VERY easy to drag drama from the outside to the inside because without all of it, it is BORING and LONELY.
THis is what I’m dealing with too. It’s REALLY SUPER HARD TO SIT WITH JUST YOURSELF AND GET MOTIVATED TO CHANGE YOUR LIFE WITHOUT DRAGGING IN A DISTRACTION.
You’re neuropathways are obviously set up and habituated to drama. It’s an addiction now, 2 cop and you need to really find a way to gather some healthy support around you and stay focused on whatever it is you need to do to survive right now. Believe it or not, when you add craziness to an already desperate situation, it MULTIPLIES it. Distractions aren’t fun, nor are they good for you. It just puts off what it is you need to be doing.
I hope you can remove your drama panties, put your big girl panties on and just focus ON YOU. I’m concerned for you 2 cop, because I see all of this drama just taking you further down, obsessing about what the neighbor feels or this faux relationship you think you have going.
You can’t do that right now.
I know it’s hard, but you have to work on you and learn to SIT with your loneliness and potential boredom. When you can do that, that’s when your mind will clear long enough for you to make some solid decisions.
LL
Chic
Beautiful post.
LL
Yes, Superchic, That occured to me, too, about giving the ammo and the fire-arm to neighbor lady.
Boy oh boy do I get it. I have looked for and ussually found rescuers my whole life. I am still really afraid of being on my own and supporting myself. In the past I would find someone to rescue me…and guess what? An immediate inbalance of power was created, and then a lot of emotional/physical/verbal abuse, and guess what I was left with? You got it. Trauma bonds.
The only way out is through. We have to face our fears. One of the best ways to do that is through faith. You learn to rely on a power greater than yourself. You surrender your fears, problems, desires, wishes to it, and trust that that power knows what is best for you. (That doesn’t happen over night, either. It is in the practice of choosing faith over fear, that we learn what faith is.)
I’ve said this before: Self-centered fear is the primary activator of ALL our charactor defects.
Nolarn, you are in a scary position and you’re dealing with a lot. I think LL is so right on when she says that relationships are often used as distractions.
Chic-I didn’t give her my ammo to get attention. I gave it to her because on that one particular day, for the first time in my life, I WANTED to end my life, cuz I was feeling so hopeless and scared out of my mine. I didn’t trust myself not to shoot myself in the chest that day. I am a trauma nurse and I know too much and I was seriously thinking about how many shots I could put into my chest THAT DAY. I wanted the ammo out of the house for that reason. I NEVER had those feelings before and they were serious and it scared the shit out of me. I didn’t realize until I calmed down and stepped back and gave it over to God that I had put an incredible burden on this woman that I care about and it wasn’t fair to do that to her. I was terrified and I wasn’t thinking about HER. I was so wrapped up in my fear. I hate what giving her that ammo did to our relationship but I can’t take it back, it’s already out there. I scared her really bad. We talked about it and I told her how sorry I was and that it wasn’t fair. She said that it was OK and that yes it did scare her but she would rather be scared and have me still be here. She has had two friends who have killed themselves and she had already told me a long time ago that if I did the same thing, that she wouldn’t be able to handle it. I made a choice that night-do I make her afraid and worry by giving it to her, or do I keep it and possibly do something horrible? She would have been the first to find me and I couldn’t do that to her. That would be worse.
Remember the final line in the movie,”Pretty Woman”? Julia Roberts says to Richard Geire, ….She rescues him right back.”
Wala. A happy ending.
That is such a load of crap. Romantic fantasy. But sure is entrenched in our culteral beliefs. It’s everywhere. Look at the fairy tales we learned as kids. No wonder we make mistakes. Egads!!!
There is NO relationship with the neighbhor next door and there isn’t going to be one. She is a friend and we really don’t have much of that going on at this point. I am not trying to rescue her and she is not trying to rescue me.
I am trying to figure out how I am going to make it through all this. This is the scariest time in my life-no work, running out of money and even though a little bit of work may be starting up next week, it’s still worrying about whether I’ll be able to get in enough to not get evicted or lose my car.
I am not concerned about my neighbor right now as I am about being afraid that I cannot detach, that I am ruined by my past and how to stop creating drauma cuz it’s the only thing I was trained to know in my life. Now that I have discarded both N parents and the sibs because they support the mother, I don’t know how to be. I don’t know how to function. That is my biggest concern. I am upset that I let the N mother back in after a year because I was freaked out about essentially being orphaned from my family-not able to know that just me, without them is what I NEED IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW. They are toxic and I don’t have my own voice, or self esteem and I don’t know how to get those things for myself-that has NOTHING to do with my neighbor. I don’t know how to be orphaned. When you have spent your whole life with a gigantic circle of drama around you so thick, that you can’t see out of it, how do you deal when it all suddenly disappears and that’s all that you know. The wall of drama is disappearing and I feel very out there exposed and I don’t know what to do with that!