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.
Why dont they work? Why are most of them so freaking sorry? I have yet to gain reason behind that. I know they are con artist and go through life using others for personal game but my gosh! They have constant need to be stimulated so why are they not engaging in faced pace activities other than cheating with multiple women and for some getting high and drunk? What is exciting about this lifestyle?
LL:
One more thing…sometimes I wonder to myself though, “did he start to ‘really’ see ME when he moved in?”
Then I remember…oh, wait! This is MY house! What do/did I have to act ‘differnetly’ for? I OWN THE JOINT!
I believe he ‘upped the anty’ by some statements he made about how I asked HIM to move in and I had paid the bills by myself before he moved in…hmmmmm…sorta curious, right?
He also, ironically enough, made a comment about how he never got the ‘luxury of living with someone who would pay all the bills”. He was referring to when I was was engaged and living my my fiance…and HE paid everythign.
What THIS d-bag failed to consider is I ASKED TO PAY THE BILLS!!! My ex-fiance didnt WANT me to!
Babe,
Even when the spaths have money and move you in there is an alterior motive:
1. Mother their children while the children are visiting (or be brutally verbally attacked if you dare discipline the child)
2. Maid
3. Free sex
4. Prolly bigger than all the rest here, MONEY, help pay the bills.
5. someone to control and bat around like a cat to a mouse
That’s all.
LL
Me too, Ox… Made me laugh… Real hard, in fact!! xoxo
LL,
I see, I didn’t think of the other women in group with you at the time that may have gone through OW crisis. But I know what you mean.
However, I do think it they might find it interesting what ‘their spouses’ were saying behind their backs to the OW. Don’t you?
Can’t tell you how many times I wanted to contact ‘her’ and ask her questions to verify his stories. After all, he acted like it was mutual and she had found someone else.
From the beginning and according to him, she was off doing her own thing and he was soon to be ‘FREE in 2 weeks’, that was the story…and later…way too late realized he was probably lying about her all along! I was sooooooooooo clueless. I was in shock for a very long time. I felt terrible for her! It’s really awful.
Last time I spoke to him, December, I even told him that he pitted me against her and I didn’t like it, and he got silent. He knew what I meant. That was our last conversation.
Babe,
That’s all just slime he wanted you to be left with or to ponder on.
HE’s a douche. He will always be a douche. Nothing he says or does will make any sense and because he couldn’t parasitically live off of you, he was done. I think his mistake is that he didn’t kiss ass a bit longer just to make sure you were hooked, but thank God.
He wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box, right Babe, but YOU WERE, you kicked his ass to the curb
That’s exactly where he belongs!
Right now I SOOOOOO dont regret telling him I was so mad at him I FELT LIKE I WANTED TO PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE!
Bet that ‘showed’ him just how good and mad I could get 🙂
Babe,
they have the emotional capability of a 9 month old infant. So he can only love you the way an infant loves it’s mom, as an extension of himself. Anyway, you already know that any words that come out of his mouth are just a form of psychological warfare.
I’m 45 and I’m not sure what love is anymore. I loved my spath head over heels and passionately, but now I find out it was a trauma bond and caffeine addiction. That feeling of manic euphoria was coming from my own adrenal glands .
Interestingly, I sort of realized this many years ago. I’m very sensitive to chemicals and when I met the spath I didn’t drink coffee – I was only 17 and he bought me my first espresso. Then he would bring me one almost everyday at work. I became hooked on caffeine and on him at the same time. But I was oblivious to the fact that my state of bliss was coming from the caffeine. Years later, I was so hooked that I couldn’t face the day without it. I remember, that about 10 years into the relationshit, I actually TOLD him that I had only fallen in love with coffee, not with him. He just stared at me.
Whatever the case, I grew to love him deeply, if not passionately. We were together 25 years and even when I hated him and wanted to leave him desperately, I remained loyal because that’s who I am. So I did love him, but what does it mean to be IN LOVE? Anything that even vaguely resembles a romance in the movies, just scares the crap out of me now. I don’t want to be head over heels ever again. I’ll keep my feet on solid ground – thankyou.
LL,
Thank you! I am not sure that Donna will give your email address to me, by means of simply asking her for it. I will let her know that I wish for her to give you my email address, and if I am not mistaken, you will need to do the same. Is this ok with you? I would love to stay in touch with you!
Love,
E
LL:
OMG! I dont even know you and I love you! 🙂 That made me laugh…
Yeah, hes a real bright one…and THAT makes me smile because he pretty regularly TRIED to get shit and Id look at him like “really?” “Are you REALLY asking me for that?” So then he’d have to go ‘the back door’ way…and was stopped again…
Not only is he a d-bag, he’s BAD at being a GOOD one! OMG!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂