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.
You’ve pulled through LL. You are strong! You know that it will happen at some point, but when it does, it hits you hard, brings back up all the memories of intimacy and the bond, as well as doubts of “perhaps I was wrong… perhaps he does love me.”
But you saw through it, and you won’t allow yourself to be his tool anymore.
Whrn you wake up, take that long nice shower, tidy up a part of the house, do some exercises, and prepare a meal for yourself…
Take care!!!
Good morning LF people. I just got up and I still can’t believe it-the lady is a SPATH. I was practicing avoidance for several days because I was uncomfortable and today will be the first day of gray rock. I started re-reading Martha Stout’s book last night called “The Sociopath Next Door”, since she literally is next door. It is supposed to give hints on dealing with them. I’m not gonna try to move unless I have problems with her. Hopefully she’ll continue being a hermit like she always was before. I’ll have to just deal with her. The important thing is that I am so much wiser now. Even after I went through the experience at work. Based on what I’ve been reading, I was right about those people too. There wasn’t a normal one in the bunch-except 1 or 2. They were all spaths and narcs. Supposedly 1 out of every 25 people is one. It’s crazy then how one dept managed to have so many in there. So now I feel a little sense of freedom-I pulled the mask off neighbor lady and I am away from the people at work and ex boyfriend is long gone and never to return and N parents are gone. What the hell to do with myself? I guess I get to figure out what a normal life is-all the while being careful about neighbor lady and making sure that I document everything if she starts acting a fool.
LL-hope you start feeling better. That is SO traumatic for you on a special holiday like Mother’s Day. Please don’t respond-no matter what. NO CONTACT. He wants you to respond and act freaked out. Don’t give him what he wants. And, you will never be his sex toy again and be thankful for that. He’ll have to be satisfied with his girlfriend or find another. You are doing great and it’s going to be OK. ((((((hugs to LL))))))
LL
I hope you’re feeling better today. He just wants to manipulate you.
If anything, he misses the sex, misses the control that he had over you.
Don’t give in.
I’m with you all the way.
Superkid
Hey everyone! Just wanted to check in. I just returned from Costa Rica last night. The trip was fabulous. I won’t go into the details of what we were actually doing *finding venomous snakes, tarantulas, sloths, kinkajoos, lizards, etc. in the jungles at night with our flashlights* but I will just say that it was a once-in-a-lifetime trip! I hope to go again next year if I can work out the finances. As soon as the plane landed there, I got a feeling in my heart like I was home. I didn’t want to come back, and I don’t really want to be here. If not for my animals, I’d just move there.
I wasn’t planning on looking up that guy I met there last time, even though I was staying 20 minutes from his town. But when I got there, I was overwhelmed with feelings and nostalgia, and I had to try and make contact. The CR cell phone number I had for him didn’t work, so I figured he was no longer there. I sent him an email from a group member’s laptop letting him know where I was. But I didn’t go out of my way any further than that to look for him. I could have easily gone to his place where he was staying and knocked on his door but I didn’t. When I returned home, he had replied to my email with his new number. He was, in fact, there and he said he wanted to talk to me. Oh well, too bad, so sad, I’m home now. He could have called or gone to my hotel.
The trip was phenomenal in so many ways. Costa Rica is a tropical paradise. Just hanging out at our hotel (which was like the garden of Eden), we found a baby boa constrictor, toucans, iguanas, maccaws, numerous tree frogs, and all kinds of other wildlife. On our last hike through the nearby national park, we saw a pack of white-faced monkeys on the way out. While we were tracking them, we heard the loud call of a howler monkey, and we found two of them as well! We also saw a lot of crocodiles. It was an all-inclusive resort, so we got incredible buffet meals three times a day and an open bar – all free (included in the original price of the trip). I have never traveled that luxuriously before, so I definitely enjoyed it.
I was really nervous about how I would do in a group, but I found that after the healing I’ve done in the past year, I was able to be an integral part of the group and make some friends there. I did go through a day of depression, but I still managed to be a part of the group until I was able to process it. This was my biggest worry, that I wouldn’t feel comfortable in a group of strangers. I did not isolate myself. On the contrary, I was extremely social. I also got to speak a little Spanish to the locals. I met some Costa Ricans who were sitting next to me on the plane. One of them owns a coffee plantation. He invited me to visit, which I will try to do on my next trip.
I thought I might be the oldest person on the trip, but most of them were in their 60’s and 70’s! Can you imagine people in their 70’s traipsing around on steep trails in the jungle looking for snakes? What great role models for me. The guy who conducted the trip was 71 and in astounding shape.
All in all we found 25 snakes, including two fer de lance (one of the most venomous snakes in Central America) and two boa constrictors. I got to hold the baby boa and cuddle with it. It looked just like mine when she was a baby.
So the trip was heaven for me!!!
For Henry and LL:
The trip leader’s lady friend had a wiener dog who was part of the trip. I thought of you guys!
Star-I’m glad to hear you had a great time and came back safely with no issues. I guess it wasn’t in the cards to see the guy, but that was probably a good thing though.
Hehe, Costa Rica… you truly get the feeling at some point that you’re in a zoo the size of the country, and that they must have some fencing around the border to keep all tha fauna in 🙂
Thanks, nolarn.
I went through a little depression over it, letting him go from my dreams and fantasies. At one point, I asked to be dropped off at the bar where I met him, hoping I’d see him or our mutual friends there. It was about a 5 minute walk from his little cabina. But at the last minute I changed my mind and went bird watching with the group instead. That was the turning point when I decided to let him go. It was painful but kind of a relief. I’m sure if I’d seen his email before I left, things would have gone differently. Or if I’d spent a few hours at that bar and tried to find him. I made a choice to just let it go. I feel like on this trip I was able to take back Costa Rica for myself and not have it be totally tied up with my memories of him. I made my own new memories. He was the greatest lover I’ve ever had, but I realized he wasn’t in love with me and never was, in spite of how it seemed. So I let go.
How are things in your world? Did I miss anything while I was gone?
Well TOWANDA to me because I”M NOT responding and I WON”T respond. PERIOD
He wanted a new gf, new territory? He got it.
Nuff said.
FEELS GOOD TO RESIST!
LL
Darwinsmom,
Correct, we saw monkeys, kinkajoos, a sloth, crocodiles, basilisk lizards, iguanas, and tons of frogs and birds, not to mention all the snakes. The whole country is like a National Park.