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.
This site is like crack and honey!!! So good and sweet to me! Glad I found it and you guys too! LL did you ever have the chance to belittle your spath? If not, do so now and we can all laugh about it! It’s so elementary but it feels great! ha!
Far,
I”m NC with my belittled, um, ex beloved 🙂
Did you know that he’s rather small……..five two, if that?
Yea…hot, baby, hot………..lol!
LL
5’2″ Hell no! So you know he’s not really a spath right? All that dominace shit, need to be in control BS, making you feel low… is really just a LIL MAN COMPLEX. LOL
Ah yes the Napolean complex!
was his dick small too?
mine had a small dick. So his lovemaking skills were probably compensation.
Ha! FUN-NY! I have never seen a man so small…Danny DeVito small? Now LL, girl friend, get over this (little) piece of shit Mama!
ROFLOL!!!
Yes, yes, he had little God complex for sure….LOL!!!
Short as hell. But if I sent you a pic of my spath, well…he had the MOST beautiful smile ever. EVER. Never seen a smile like that on someone so short 🙂
Sky, well endowed? Well, not really, but not small either, average…but he knew what to do with it for sure…at least in the act, everything else was ……….whatever…so weird, before our relationshit ended and one of the last times in bed with him, he asked me what a woman would want to please her….
Wow. I couldn’t believe it. He also asked me how many faked orgasms……..
I had no idea he was setting me up, asking me for advice as to how to please someone after so many years with me….
I'[m still dumbfounded over that one…
Overall, the theme was he was to be satisfied FIRST…weird, cuz doing anything with me, including oral sex, he was totally not into………..AT ALL…I can count on one hand, over ten years, he did it….the rest of the time, it was all about him…whatever I wanted, never mattered………overall…
LL
The “campfire of love”… truly unforgettable!!
My daughter was taller than 5’2” when she was 12!!
Spath thought his dick was outstanding (PUN! LOL)
well, I’m here to say it wasn’t, I’ve seen better.
Sorry I haven’t said much lately, just feeling blah & blank!
So of course I had to pipe in and talk about a dick.
(((Super Chic)))
LOL, you remembered the campfire!
How is your beautiful daughter? and you? have you been successfully avoiding the x-spath? blah seems to be going around lately. I went to hypnosis in an attempt to get past it. it was mildly successful. At least I didn’t get worse.
Spaths always have their egos tied up in their sexual prowess. What idiots.
You guys are the first to also expalin your sex lives as being dull! So what they want it all the time and have high drives that does not make it good!
((((((((((( SUper Chic )))))))))))))))))))) ((shabby??)
Anyway………
Mine wanted to be told that his was beautiful. well, it was, I never lied about that. LOL Well endowed? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..I think I just got used to the not well endowed. He was average…but it doesn’t even matter if they’re small or large, they catch their prey anyway, don’t they?
Mine was beautiful naked……..ohhhhh my…..
That’s what I miss. Just looking at him. I miss the act itself too….but in reality, it was just that.
There was a ton of abuse involved.
I realized, this week, that I’ve never been MADE LOVE too, ever.
I don’t know what that looks like.
Maybe I will knwo it someday, maybe I will not….
But for now, I’ll stay and remain celibate and mourn my age and that maybe, just maybe I won’t have that again in my life…because I can’t just do anyone………
It is what it is……….I guess i’m a “born again” virgin!
That’s okay. It’s better than being hurt again….and I’m no prude either……….
I just don’t need all that mind fucking garbage that goes with it and continues to steal my sexuality….
Men look at me and I cringe.
CRINGE
ANd that is sad….
Skylar, I don’t know where I’d be without your wisdom and insight.
You’re amazing.
I think you’re right.
I’m still humanizing my spath. I’m trying. It’sjust going to take time to flip the damned switch!
LL