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.
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balut sounds disgusting-all I can say to that is EEEWWW! The vomit is starting to come now-thanks EB. That’s gross.
SOUNDS disgusting????? Google it and take a look at the pictures!!! Apparantly, it smells just as good too!
-OR- ask Hens…..
Oxy eats her Balut with no salt…..she must use Chili and vinager as seasoning.
We should worry when she starts telling us she’s serving them to the scouts also……based on the aphrodesiac values and all!!
Great diet food~!
ok I am out of here, 2erins is to much 2day, not to mention the Ox with her not so humble opinions. I am going to a gay bar tonite ox, pray that i dont overdose on drama..
EB ~ I am so sorry that you did not get the parents that you deserved. They are the ones who ultimately are missing out.
I love my two bio boys to death, yet I always felt that my adopted children were such special gifts, after all they were “given” to me to care for and love.
Take care and Happy Mom’s Day to you.
I don’t think I will go near this bar – gay bar – raid and a flyswatter (lol) discussion. I sure am enjoying reading it though.
Love – MiLo
Dear nolarn,
Good for you Girlfriend! That’s the spirit, all about yourself. My granddaughter (actually she is my husband’s granddaughter butr I claim her any way) that is gay has finally found a really good relationship with a good PARTNER and I am so happy for her. She had some trouble when she first started coming out (mainly from her drama queen mother who didn’t want to accept she was gay) but mostly from the abusive biatch she hooked up with…but thank goodness she got rid of that biatch. None of us liked the woman not because she was gay but because she was a hateful biatch…but we didn’t say anything because we didn’t want Tif to think we were objecting to the gay part…if it had been a man treating Tif like that her brother would have beaten him to a pulp, but we just kept our mouths shut and waited and it all did turn out well. We are happy for her now and she is happy.
I am glad that you aren’t into the “bar scene” it isn’t much better than On Line meeting I think….too many losers go there looking for a hook up….much better I think to meet folks in an atmosphere of “real life” not a club scene. In NO when you get read to meet some gay gals you shouldn’t have any trouble doing so…out in the sticks where Hens and I live it is a bit different though. Not many openly gay folks.
Give yourself time NoLarn, and being patient with yourself is great! Things didn’t get this bad in a day and they won’t get better in a day, so be patient and appreciate and applaud your baby steps in the right direction. (((hugs)))
ErinB,
YOu know I think you apparently feel about your “family” about like I do my egg donor….and with good reason. You had always been there for them and somehow they figured that you would still be there for them NO MATTER WHAT THEY DID TO YOU….well, sometimes the slave runs away, or rebels….and I have no doubt that my egg donor thought that I would knuckle under to her control tactics….and when that didn’t happen and she Devalued and discarded me in favor of the Ps, then the Ps betrayed her and she was surprised—totally caught off guard “but they were soooo respectful to me!” LOL I will never forget the pain and surprise in her voice that the “respectful” psychopaths had betrayed her and I had been so “disrespectful” as to tell her the truth….LOL but I also realized that my RESPONSIBILITY, MY OBLIGATION to take care of her in her old age was GONE when she DISCARDED ME…when she canceled my legal ability to care for her (her power of attorney) I no longer lad the authority nor the obligation to take care of her. Not because I abandoned my “mommy” but because SHE DISCARDED ME. Sort of “poetic justice” I think.
Your “parental units” treating you that way Erin B was because I think they took you for granted….and they wanted control never figuring that you would rebel and hold what they did against them. Too bad, they miscalculated how much power they had over you and how much obligation you felt.
Well, it is amazing what we can do, and how free we are when the ball and chain of the FOG (FEAR, OBLIGATION AND GUILT) is off our leg and we are able to see clearly.
How are things going for you now, EB? How are the kids doing? Junior? The house sale, the bear and all the rest of the story? (((hugs))))
Busted Hens…..he’s running!
Be safe tonight darlen!!!
Milo….Yes….I agree….they are the ones missing out. But, my mother is the denial queen…..so it won’t affect her so much…cuz….it’s not really happening! 🙂 I was a good daughter to them. I felt too much responsibility making up for my brothers lack of interest.
I WILL enjoy my mothers day with my kiddos. Thank you Milo. They’ve requested I keep my calendar free…(Like that’s hard!) Don’t know the plan….but I will be there nonetheless.
I know you will enjoy your date with your son tomorrow…..what a wonderful gift you were given in him!!!!
Happy Mothers day!
XXOO
EB
EB,
your family sounds just like mine. I was the only one who even likes my dad. Older sister, screams at him, spath bro mooches off him but doesn’t speak with him at all. Lil spath sis pretends to and she may believe that she does, but she is so shallow that she is only good at pretending. Stil, my dad is almost as shallow so he really doesn’t see the difference. Shallow love for shallow people, how appropriate.
I was doing all their bookkeeping, built their pond, did the paperwork on the rental agreements. Did their taxes every year. Kept them from handing over $50grand to the spath son-in-law. Advised them on vitamins, supplements, cured their ailments when they got sick. Have them on my cell phone plan. Basically, I was the workhorse.
Done being that. I will be their daughter again when they learn values and respect for me. period.
Oxy,
Things are evolving…..
Learning daily!
My gf’s daughter left last week. She moved here a few months ago to work and I guess….didn’t like it. She and I spent a lot of time together and she taught me so much! She was good for JR too. She got frustrated with him and wanted more for him.
I can’t tell you how much I learned from her……I was so sad to see her go, but I’ve realized AGAIN…..nothing is permanent. We pick up….and move on. We walk this earth with only our shadows.
Jr’s progressing….slowely….but currently moving in a postivie direction. The other kids are good too. No kid issues currently! GOOD THING!
I’ve applied for a deed in Lieu on the house….i’m still camping out here…..lowered the price AGAIN….no offers. It’s dirt cheap ….and nothing!
I just go with the flow.
I’m planning on another garage sale on Memorial weekend to get rid of the rest of the stuff. Not much, but plenty ya know.
My FB premetive strike has proven a good move on my part. I’ve recieved 2 jobs from the site and the interest and feedback is amazing!
It’s serviing as a reminder of who I am (business) and what I do and that i’m still here and doing what I do best!!! Hire me!
I called my Aunt this am to wish her a happy mothers day….had a nice convo with her…..(she’s my mothers twin sister). My Uncle isn’t doing well…parkinsons and alzheimers…sundowners….he’s been falling down…..we had a good convo about him and her plans for him….I’m glad she’s starting to think ‘ahead’ now. For the first time she expressed how sad and hard this is to watch him degrade. He was always so strong.
Her and her DIL are planting a vegie garden this year….for an emotional diversion. I’m pleased aboutthat. She always like to garden.
I am not sure how long i’ll need to camp out here….but i’m getting things organized, against jr’s wishes…..at the other house. He likes to be the king of his castle…..I like it clean!
I’m getting ancy again to get rid of more stuff. I don’t want to live with so much crappola. I’ve gotten rid of proly 2/3 of my belongings…..and now i want to get rid of more.
I’m looking forward to a productive summer business wise….July looks busy, busy…..I paid my bills yesterday and realized….not paying this mortgage and etc.s…..I pay out 1k a month. NICE!!!!
I did call the DMV yesterday to check on title of spaths car….HE FINALLY transfered it out of my name…..so that’s great and another liability issue off the table.
He’s been talking to a guy I did business with….telling him he’s been in FL for a year and a half….he’s trying to throw me off his trail. Little does he know…HE CAN”T.
Within a few days of my FB site being up…..he blocked me! HA!!!! I thought that was pretty funny! Because I also blocked him afterwards I appear ‘invisible to him’.
I have another FB for recon only…..so I can still see what he’s up to.
He’s such an idiot!!!
My daffy’s are just blooming now….I noticed yesterday the flowers. I’ve picked some to have around the house….at least where I hang/hibernate.
I love the fragrance and the bright yellowness of them!!!
I can’t believe I am STILL HERE to see another year of blooms at this house! DANG!
So….I can’t figure out….what’s the deal with the duck raising….where did that start? I’ve missed something here?