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.
LL – ‘validation’ is big for me too. that’s why giving seems so effed up for me right now – i don’t feel like that great a person since i have had to learn to swing a bat at horrible people. but you know, and this is the confusing part for me, I WANT to want to swing the bat, i want to swing the bat, and I WANT TO WIN. I want control OVER the horrible people. i wanna be lisbeth salander, i want to be a steal nerved spathslayer. i wanna annihilate n people and those who bully me. i want to be so good at their game that they never see it coming. i WANT to hurt them…
but life is not a story. (well, if you are not a spath it isn’t), and i PAY the consequences of feeling hollow if i go after these assholes. and this sounds a bit odd to me, but i mt esteem suffers when i know i can’t beat them at their game, ’cause i have too much empathy. i think the spath taught me to hate my empathy – it led me to her. the lying evil selfish *c*. i need to have safe places to care. safe people to care for.
i am terribly frustrated most of the time.. peace and relaxation are foreign to me right now. i want to hurt the people who have hurt me. it’s such an unforgiving paradigm.
i miss my trustworthy nature, i miss feeling empathy and connection. i feel that i have become more and more walled off. BUT, i can practice being less walled off. and yet, it scares me. i have changed so much.
your routine sounds so right LL – nurturing of you. balanced.
p.s. – LL would you mind not calling me ‘onesy’; it reminds me of something that kinda creeps me out. thanks! 🙂
Onesy,
But that’s just IT, it doesn’t FEEL balanced, it feels HOLLOW.
I totally relate to what you’re saying about missing your empathy. ME TOO! I feel like my last spath stole what was left of it. I feel AFRAID to give, becuase I’m unworthy, it’s unworthy and it could never be what I want giving to be. He ROBBED me of something that was good of me too. I don’t think giving is a bad thing, there is apart of me that loves to give, genuinely from my heart, but being given TOO, not. I never learned that one. I have the WORSE time with anyone that offers anything tome that looks like giving. I KNOW it’s unhealthy, but it doesn’t feel right unless I’m doing the giving and well, now with that missing empathy piece, it’s all but gone in desire. It feels tiring to me.
I want to hurt the people who have hurt me too, Onesy. I think that is the most discouraging feeling of all. The idea that they’re “getting away” with something, is almost too much sometimes. It’s so funny how I can have insight and tell it to someone else but NOT TO MYSELF. It TOTALLY sucks.
I totally get you Onesy. I’m walled off too. I don’t know if I’ll ever feel what I want to feel again, which is trust, love and caring for another human being without FEAR or GUILT to destroy it.
LL
LL- this is a big wow for me :’…it doesn’t feel right unless I’m doing the giving and well, now with that missing empathy piece, it’s all but gone in desire.’ YOU ROCK!
they stole our way of loving and feeling safe in the world. our way of being in the world.
fuckers.
so what can we do with the unbearable feeling that they are getting away with it….? haha i wrote it and i realised that once bloody again it is about US and not them. (damn. i’d like to hurt THEM!). i answered my own question above – We have to get back or find a new way of ‘ loving and feeling safe in the world. our way of being in the world.’
i am so tired of reinventing myslef. sigh. but i can’t stay like this; i am looney and unhappy. i think i have to take calculated risks. i sooo wish i could have a cat in my life, ’cause that relationship would be loving. (aka a good risk) i think the grief group is a calculated risk, too.
thinking further about this…i feel hollow, too. not only that life has little juice in it (meaning), but I feel like something has been ripped from my belly. like something is physically missing.
(((( Onesy )))
YOU ROCK!!! Now I’m getting a huge lightbulb moment AND not feeling so alone that I feel this way.
This is partly why I admire Star. Not afraid to try or take risks. I don’t agree with all of it, ie: Men, BUT….her life is a RICH ONE or has been with that lack of FEAR (Star I know you’ll read this so I’m sorry if it seems as if I’m talking like you’re not in the room).
I feel DISEMBOWELED. I don’t know why the LAST one made me feel that way more than the others, but I think it feels that way because I GENUINELY felt in love with this man.
SHIT!
I want NOT to be in anymore pain over him and I WANT healing so bad, I’m literally BEGGING for it. I also want to connect with others without it feeling FAKE. That bothers me SO MUCH!
I want to love and be loved, but I’m so afraid now, and that alone brings me to tears, Onesy because his was such a violation of trust that I’ve not known since childhood.
I feel like a walking neon sign of “turned off emotionally”.
It sucks.
Thank you for talking about this with me Onesy.
XXOO HUGS!!!!!!!!!!!
LL
LL – you said: ‘I feel DISEMBOWELED.’
i feel like i had a baby cut from me.
(p.s. ”“ LL would you mind not calling me ’onesy’; it reminds me of something that kinda creeps me out. thanks! :))
((((( one ))))
I”m sorry. I didn’t know I was creepin ya out 🙂
Yea, I guess the baby analogy would be just as good and just as deep huh?
no problema!
I keep getting this image of my belly hollowed out and an open wound. I am in shock, as all i can see is that something is very wrong, but i almost can’t comprehend – there’s just this big hole.
One
I know exactly what you’re talking about. I can’t wait to get to my new therapist. I’m trying out two. Seeing one Wednesday, another May 3rd with different approaches. Each day that passes, the emptiness and pain grows. As do my symptoms.
I need to walk this out.
What can you do about that hollow feeling, one?
LL
Oxy, thanks for clarifying that you were not worrying about me. I sometimes wonder if you think I’m insane. lol One of my favorite songs is the Alana Davis song called Crazy. They lyrics go: “I’m not completely insane. I’m maybe just a little bit crazy.” I know I don’t play it safe like most people do, but maybe I can die with no regrets. I was thinking about this today, how sociopaths have no fear whatsoever. The rest of us live our lives shrouded in fear. We are afraid of everything from rejection to getting cancer to the unknown. It seems all human beings are more motivated by avoidance of pain than anything else. Moving to another culture is a big unknown. Why is it that most people react to the thought with such fear? Why not excitement? To me, it is exciting to go to a new place and make a new start. If I could afford to do it in this country, I probably would. But the ironic thing about moving to latin America is that I will have a job waiting for me there. I couldn’t line something like that up in this country. Massage therapists are a dime a dozen here.
And again, for nolarn: I don’t think there is ANYTHING wrong with having a feeling toward someone of wanting to take care of them (unless they are a sociopath, of course). Different people bring out different responses in us. I don’t have that “giver” thing going on with the men I like. I’m a little more entitled. But I once met a young guy that I got that feeling with – like I just wanted to take care of him and give so much to him. It was a very sweet feeling, romantic and maternal at the same time, and I’ve never felt it since with anyone. Sorry, but I’m not seeing that as a red flag. Should we not have any feelings toward someone once we’ve had a sociopath in our lives? Is that the end of life as we know it? I think focusing on the self does not preclude allowing warm fuzzy feelings with another human being. There are consequences, of course. Getting your heart broken is not a lot of fun. I guess I’m the odd person out here. I see things a little differently. I don’t think there is anything wrong with being open in the realm of relationship. If we all waited till we had all our chit together, we may all be dead. Sometimes, people just come along when we’re not expecting it. Unless we have specifically committed to a certain period of time of not dating and being celibate, why should it be a problem? So you guys can all be the voice of reason, and I’ll be the crazy one here. 😉 To me, the neurosis of playing games with someone IS a problem. This is where I failed in my last trial. I didn’t have the confidence to be upfront and honest with someone I really liked. I was in so much fear, and I am still afraid of rejection. It’s probably my biggest fear.