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.
I understand “no contact” is the best way to get over the spath. I also understand just how hard it can be. I drove by a tire shop, that was owned by my ex spath “friend”, the other day. I was trying to think of an excuse for me to stop in. I just started to cry… what was I thinking! No Contact!!! I can not know what is going on in his life. He is out of mine and I should thank my lucky stars. I have had people tell me that they have gone on facebook and saw a picture of him with his new wife…. a woman he proposed to after a week of knowing. She married the spath… she is the new victim. The relationship with is new victim has really made me see the the red flags that were there flying in front of me. I was not aware of his past victims, but his new victim has been warned by me and one other of his victims.. she thinks that she is different. She has been a total bitch to me, but I still feel sorry for her. She has stuck up for him, even after he came back to me 3 times. She believed his lies. Lie after lie. I understand now, why I let him come back…. I was addicted to him. She is addicted to him, after all he is the her perfect soul mate….oh wait, he was mine too! NOT!!!!
I haven’t cried today. One day at a time…. I get it..
sadme:
HA…yeah, she thinks she is different…so did I. The spaths MAKE us believe that. She is addicted to him…you were addicted to him and probably somewhat still are…you are still trying to “detox.” I was without a doubt addicted to mine (and am still detoxing) and the OW in triangulation with me was also addicted and probably still is. It makes me crazy that “they” can have so much power that they make everyone addicted to them…I hate it. I am trying so hard to take back the power from him and give it to ME.
I had a little trigger today. I was at my part-time job this morning and the group that was in the conference room is from AON which is a huge insurance/HR company and also the official sponsor of Manchester United the soccer team from Manchester, England. My X spath lived there and has a beautiful accent. So I hear this guy in the room with that accent and I almost started crying. It comes from nowhere. I can’t believe I am still so sensitive about it that something like that can trigger me.
Sadme…you hang in there. At least you are aware of what he is and you know the wife’s life is no picnic with him.
coping – i see such strength in how you are processing this. that is a huge accomplishment!
sadme – i think it’s like having mice in our heads – they keep popping up until we have plugged all the holes. The next time you go by the tire store you will have processed this mouse and it won’t catch you off guard, and the time after that there will be less of a pull, etc. It reminds me of the ‘hole’ poem:
There Is a Hole in My Sidewalk
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
By Portia Nelson
Chapter One
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost”I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
Chapter Two
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend that I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter Three
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep whole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in”it’s a habit”but,
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately,
Chapter Four
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter Five
I walk down another street.
take care!
one/joy:
That was awesome…thanks!
Dear Louise and Sadme,
Part of the “love” response we have with another person is a CHEMICAL/HORMONAL bonding that takes place inside our brain. Without this bond forming between a mother and a child and between two people who live together and have sex together, the human race would not have survived.
It is part of what makes us “human.” There are those people however, whose “bonds” to others are not so strong. Psychopaths are some of those people. They do not “bond” with other people in an emotional and meaningful way.
There is a book called “The Betrayal Bond” by Patrick Carnes, he is an expert on this and his book is very good and may help you understand WHY you are “bonded” to these men.
Fortunately, the other thing that makes us “human” is our intellect, our BRAINS if you will….and we can use that intellect to overcome the chemical bond (that will diminish with time—and NO CONTACT) so that we are FREE of this desire for this person.
It does take TIME and WORK but we can do it. Just like any other “addiction” (bond) to drugs, alcohol, or to cigarettes. But we must WANT to break the addiction and free ourselves.
I smoked cigarettes for a long time, and I knew it was bad for me, hell I am a health care professional. But I did NOT really want to break the bond….when I did decide intellectually to break that bond because I knew it was bad for me and I made up my mind that I was MORE IMPORTANT—,my health was more important, I broke the bond.
Still sometimes I see someone smoking and I get an “urge” but I KNOW I WILL NEVER SMOKE ANOTHER CIGARETTE no matter how strong that urge becomes….and since I can’t live in a world where no one smokes (contact) I will from time to time SEE someone smoke and “remember” that urge, but I will NOT GIVE IN. The same thing with my X-BF that I did love so much….and if he came to me today and wanted back with me, promised me the world., I would walk away because I KNOW HE IS TOXIC, I know he will hurt me. Even if I had the DESIRE for him, I must over ride any desire by using my intellect and my desire for protecting myself.
The same thing with my “desire” for my psychopathic son, or the egg donor that I wanted so much to be a loving mother to me. TOXIC. Not going to change. But I don’t need them to MAKE ME HAPPY. I can produce my own happiness and contentment, and so can you! BUILD UP YOUR CONFIDENCE IN YOUR SELF!
one/joy
The story you just posted sounds very much like recovering from a sociopath.
I have fallen in several times… now that I know what he is, I can not let myself go down that street anymore.
I rarely travel the road the tire shop is on, but I know that there are other triggers out there. I am amazed at how common my ex spath name is….. in one week I heard his name over and over again…I met a guy up north…same name…. a man came in from the city to give me some paperwork …same name… There is even a street and a church that I pass everyday that has his name on it..Saint P…. The topper was when my sister told me her new neighbor’s name, same name as the spath and his wife’s name is the same as the spath’s new wife but with a “La” in front of it. That was just to weird. My brother in law told my sister over the phone…. he is horrible with names, but he remember their names. UGH!
I have been having flash backs and Ah ha! moments. I think about when we were together he always held my hand. I believe now it is because he is stuck in a child like state. He also was picky about food. He ate like a kid… chicken strips and fries were a main staple for him. He also liked candy and Coke a Cola. It made me crazy, here I am a restaurant owner and was always trying new things… he stuck with chicken strips.
Thinking back to the last time I saw him 3 weeks ago. He came to my house to show off his new truck… just like a kid would do. Now, I did not talk to him, he went to my neighbor’s house who lived across the street from me. But I believe that if my sister would not have been at my house with me he would have come up to the door and acted like nothing was wrong with him coming over to show me his new truck. He wasn’t even thinking about how left me a note tell me he was going to marry this other woman… he stole the title to the car and the car and sold it 4 days later. I think he thinks that it was all ok between us, because I took him to court and he has to pay me $100.00 dollars a month. He had sent the check ( I did get it by the way and cashed it) so, now he thinks everything should be ok and I would be happy for him. Bastard.. When he left that day with my car, he thought he got away… I caught up with him. I still am waiting to hear when my court date is for the other monies he owes me. Which I am putting out in the universe that the judge will see through his antics. He is such a liar!
My ex spath’s mother had two children with one man, than had him with another and the 3 more children with another man. the 3rd man did officially adopt him when he was in 5th grade. He talked about his mamma dying in a car crash. I don’t ever recall him saying that he missed her or that he loved her. I remember him telling me that is real father tried to kill his mother and his grandmother… Yikes! Red flag!!! He probably hated her. I think that he hates all women.
sadme – it is a poem that is often found in use by people in 12 step programs, so yah.
you said: ‘acted like nothing was wrong with him coming over to show me his new truck. He wasn’t even thinking about how left me a note tell me he was going to marry this other woman” he stole the title to the car and the car and sold it 4 days later. I think he thinks that it was all ok between us, because I took him to court and he has to pay me $100.00 dollars a month.’ SO SPATHY. Omg, it’s the whole thing in a nutshell!
how long has it been since you had contact (besides the truck shite)?
Sadme,
As I am sure you have read some here on LF now aobut psychopaths, there is a genetic component to it as well as environmental….
Look at his mother….she had 2 children with one man, and then had the P with another man, and then 3 more children with another man.
She obviously had some RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS didn’t she?
His biological father_–look at the RED FLAG he raised up on that one…his bio father tried to kill his mother and grandmother. Yep, RED FLAG.
So while his mother may have been a SERIAL victim, she also did have some relationship problems and his biological father was violent….so even if the guy who adopted him when he was in the 5th grade was a good guy, he still had a CHAOTIC LIFE as well as some definitely “bad genes” so there are some red flags in his biology as well.
The fact that he “doesn’t get it” that paying you the $100 per month toward what he stole from you doesn’t “heal the wounds” between you two and that him marrying the other woman should keep you two from having a “relation-shit” sort of proves to me that he is HIGH ON THE P-TRAITS for sure.
When we become “involved” with anyone as a lover or a friend, we need to keep our EYES WIDE OPEN for the RED FLAGS of their lives and the circle of their lives…friends and family included.