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.
Well let me join in here, I have been in a bad funk all weekend. Mo-day suck’s for me, sorry…
Onesteprs – Normal? how can I say this where it makes sense.? Our normals are something else now. We will never be the same again, be it because of a toxic partner, parent or child or whoever. Whatever/whoever it was that put us on this life lesson, took normal away from us. I am not saying this is so for everybody but for most I think so. For so long I have wanted normal back, but normal was never really normal, just comfortable, routine in the fog normal, that was our life, our normal. But I can say that peace has replaced normal for me. I miss so much about my past normal life, but I cant and wont go back there. I think you need more time, to get to a new normal…..peace
Your situation with your parent’s is so sad yet familiar to me.
hi hens. thanks. 🙁
onestep-the whole thing has been interesting. Last night I was so pathetic about my feelings over her and then this morning I just woke up and started behavioral analysis (my nod to Criminal Minds) and figured out a lot of stuff with the help from Sky and some others and came to an unbelievable conclusion about what has been going on. Someone shined a huge light on it. I feel like I yanked her mask off and hung it up on a pole where she can’t reach it. She is exposed so wait and see what the reaction is when I start not only avoiding her but seeming disinterested, and ignoring her as much as possible. I can only speculate what the results will be.
Hens-I hope that your funk goes away very soon! 🙂
Dear Hens,
((((Hens)))) Sugar I agree with what you say about “normal”—our normal AIN’T–but we are starting to see that now, and to realize it isn’t “normal” or “good” or “acceptable.” As children we didn’t know that. We knew we hurt and that we were not treated fairly but we didn’t know that the DNA Donors were not “always right”—so we tried to make sense out of what didn’t make sense.
We can’t go back and change that past, or make our DNA donors nurturing and not abusive, and yours was definitely ABUSIVE to the Max in every way. Mine is a piker compared to yours, but you know….in spite of that, you came out with a conscience, with a heart and compassion. So, when you look at it that way, YOU ARE A PRETTY AWESOME GUY, HENRY!
I’ve seen the growth in you over these past 3 years, can you believe it has been that long that we have blogged here on LF? Will be 4 years in June or July I think for me….you came not too long after I did.
I was still staying in the RV because I didn’t feel safe to move back into my house even though the RV was parked near the house…still unable to set boundaries for “friends” who were stealing from me….crying almost continually….trying to work through the pain….the stress….finally going NC with the egg donor and starting to heal, work through the anger, the fear, the FOG….
You and I are closing in on peace my friend….and enjoying our little piece of heaven here on earth and being content. (((hugs)))) and my best for you my dear friend, Henry!
hens – if we gotta be in a funk then at least we should be in: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VnejLmQGYhg
…and we should: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qe1ScoePqVA&feature=related
and in ode to the ‘fowl’ theme this week o ducky daddy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6e9uk0fMNow&feature=related
editted to ad: omg he’s wearing SHORTS!
“Where energy goes, energy flows”
I found that RE-Focusing on ME has healed me much faster.
When I decided to get out of the house during the day, go to the park and walk 2-4 miles in the morning…all of my answers came to me..my head cleared up.
A woman in my neighborhood told me of a story of a dealing with a sociopath she had. She sold her home in town, moved to Florida, put the home they bought in HIS name, married him and then found out what he was…a lying socio.
She moved back here, recovered, (by walking daily….I see her pass my house religiously at 6pm!), and bought a new little home for herself, got into great shape, met a nice man and is finally happy and healed.
So, put your energy into YOU…physical and emotional and spiritual YOU. The rest just comes with the territory.
If you have a gut feeling about someone who is disordered….walk away and pay no mind. Its a waste of energy and time….
life is too short to waste time.
At my age, I cannot afford to make too many more mistakes!
My energy is toward everything that brings me joy.
Oxy,
I haven’t come to terms with what they are. It scares me that because they are so close and I loved them so much, I’m unable to “see” them. I “see” spath bro and sis, clearly.
You know, I’m exactly like tobecop was with her neighbor!! just a confuddled mess, when it comes to my sparents.
For a while now, I’ve been thinking that my mom was spath and dad was just a harmless N because he keeps crying when he sees me and mom just agrees with me that they both f’ed up. But she kept saying she loves ALL her kids too much to abandon any of them. Well when there are spath kids, and good kids, and you don’t abandon the spath ones, they will kill your good ones. I used the rotten fruit analogy with them.
But anyway, this last trip, now I think my dad is a selfish controlling N and my mom is a martyr like me. I tried talking to dad and he just doesn’t want to hear anymore bad news. He had been saying, “we must all be united”, then he changed it to, “I’m going to sell the house and I’m going to abandon all of you.”
I think I finally got through to mom because now she wants to sell the house and abandon my spath bro. They are afraid of him. They placate him because they know if they kick him out he will probably burn the house down. They have heard stories of so many spaths in their families, so they are aware that the evil lurks. I keep telling my dad that his brother was evil and killed his wife (gave her cancer) and he just gets really angry that I don’t respect the spath uncle. But that day, I told my dad, “dad, they feel nothing. They spend their whole lives trying to feel something. That’s why they do drugs and are addicted to everything and eat so much. Dad, remember how spath bro used to bang his head against the wall and say it was to make it harder? Didn’t Uncle spath do the same thing?”
My dad’s eyes widened, he had never considered the connection. They know they just don’t want to know.