Editor’s note: Resource Perspectives features articles written by members of Lovefraud’s Professional Resources Guide.
Sarah Strudwick, based in the UK, is author of Dark Souls—Healing and recovering from toxic relationships.
Who is the fool?
By Sarah Strudwick
Sarah Strudwick profile in the Lovefraud Professional Resources Guide
A normal empathic individual will do their utmost to understand a psychopath, especially if they have no idea the person is a psychopath or has a personality disorder in the first place.
Throughout the ages most people have had a fascination with evil, so when we suddenly find ourselves coming across someone who ticks all the boxes when it comes to behaving like the Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde, or even the devil themselves, we are left with a reality check: Do these psychopathic individuals really mean what they are saying? Are they just joking when they say things like, “I want to kill or hurt someone?” We think to ourselves, “Surely they can’t be serious,” “They really can’t be that evil.” We question, “Why would they do such strange things?”
Gaslighting
When it comes to their crazy making behaviour, e.g. playing mind games and gaslighting, unless you have had the lovely misfortune of having met a psychopath or had a relationship with one, most people don’t actually know what has hit them until it’s too late. For those that don’t know what gaslighting is, it is a form of psychological abuse in which false information is presented to the victim with the intent of making them doubt their own memory and perception. It may simply be the denial by an abuser that previous abusive incidents ever occurred, or it could be the staging of bizarre events by the abuser with the intention of disorienting the victim. The sole aim is to make the victim of the gaslighting behaviour end up thinking they are crazy. Usually the person doing it is crazy themselves, and it can also involve verbal projection, whereby they use creative means to project their own insanity onto the victims.
Recently I met a person who decided to do a bit of gaslighting on me. Fortunately, they didn’t know I had written a book about it, and they thought they had spotted the little red neon flashing sign above my head that says, “Come and get me.” They decided to play a few little mind games on me, trying to make me think I had lost my marbles, or that my memory was failing me. Had I not known about gaslighting or written Dark Souls, I would have come out thinking I was starting to lose my mind. It was done in a very insidious way, and involved lots of projection and moving stuff around. However, the fact was that I knew straight away what they were doing, becoming immediately aware of their games, they weren’t able to have any hold on me.
Trying to understand
Having spent much of my life around crazy people and thinking I was crazy myself, wasting time and energy trying to “understand” them, I have come to a realisation as to why we as victims may be so fascinated by them. It’s usually because of the cognitive dissonance that reminds us that underneath all people must be good. This does not apply to a psychopath, and is one of the reasons people are so fascinated with them.
Claudia Moscovici talks about the psycopath as Evil Jokers (The Dark Knight and other psychopathic characters). Remember the psychopathic person is all about mind games and winning, and without a willing fool to play games with, they will soon move on to another willing victim. Psychopaths are known for experiencing great pleasure at hurting and playing games with their victims.
But who is the fool really?
The psychopath sees the victim as a fool, an idiot, prey, a target that they can use and abuse. They hide behind a mask, thinking they are invisible in their disguise and that victims cannot spot them. If you have a history of abuse, the psychopath has an innate ability to home in on victims, but many victims learn how to spot a psychopath more readily if they have already been victimised.
No more fascination
Once victims empower themselves and uncover the mask of insanity, and we learn why and how they do things, we no longer have a fascination with trying to “understand” them. We no longer want to help them by being dependent enablers, or figure out why they do evil things.
The victim understands that evil is not some glamourous, fictitious Hollywood character from a horror movie, whose sole modus operandi is to exploit and manipulate, who is trying to create a false persona so that we believe them to be something they are not. We understand that under the facade of the psychopathic personality they are hard wired to be different. We stop playing into their hands and we see them for the fools that they really are.
Once we educate ourselves, the fascination with evil suddenly dissolves from being a unhealthy obsession for what appeared to be the charismatic, macabre, charmer who we stupidly think “accidentally” does bad things to good people, to a more surreal kind of character that no holds glamour or real appeal. Since the psychopath lacks empathy, and without willing players, it becomes a game of solitaire for both the abuser and abused. They may be evil, but the other three-dimensional attributes, such as empathy, kindness, charm and charisma, that we gave to them, start to slip away.
Once the joker exposes himself as the true trickster he really is, they are unable to play their games anymore. As their house of cards starts to fall around them they reveal themselves as nothing more than a cardboard cutout, hiding in the pack and the joke is then firmly on them.
Thank you for this great article Sarah! And thank YOU, Donna Anderson for creating this site. I can’t tell you how valuable this site is to me! It has become my bible.
It has taken me 2 years to finally become convinced that I was married to a Sociopath. And by reading the articles and posts, one by one, all my doubts have disappeared.
It is unfortunate that true evil can exist within the person who I once believed was my “Knight in shining armor”. It was all just smoke and mirrors.
I am now following the No Contact rule ~ thanks in large part to Ox Drover 🙂 I feel I am becoming stronger each day just knowing in my mind that I control my thoughts and actions and my ex can no longer use me as his puppet of mental pleasure.
Thanks to all of you!
Thanks for this great article!
“Gaslighting”…never heard the term before but what you describe is exactly what has happened to me. IN THE WORSE WAY! I just so HATE “IT” for the horrid things it done to me. Just so HATE “IT”. Wow, Donna: only two years? You did very good. It has taken me almost five years to realize that ‘the love of my life’ is a trickster; an evil demon from hell. I believed every single lie and as soon as I got real good and ‘dependent’, the rug was pulled from underneath me as it walked away laughing that it almost killed me.
Oh yes, No Contact is absolutely the only way to go. WITHOUT A DOUBT. What Sarah said about NOT PARTICIPATING anymore works: they will just move on to their next victim.
Good bye to bad rubbish.
Your article, Sarah, truly validated ‘gaslighting’ for me.
Thank you. Up until now, reading your article, I seriously thought that perhaps I have lost a few marbles somewhere along the way. But I never lost sight of the ‘real me’. I just have to find a way back to me and get over this overwhelming shock and disbelief I have been left with after all this time.
Oh yes, Donna: every day you will get stronger and stronger. Yes, “WE” control our thoughts and our actions…NOT THEM!
I like what you said: “my ex can no longer use me as his puppet of mental pleasure…” Yes! That is the mark of a true psycho: when they get down into your very being and your brain and are still there after they are long gone. They do that to keep us on the edge of our seats. They find it amusing.
I would like to ask my x sp: “WHO IS LAUGHING NOW?!”
“IT” is looking at 13 years in prison, for what “IT” has done to me….which “IT” actually THOUGHT it was going to get away with…first tried to swoon me out of it; then after that didn’t work: tried to THREATEN ME OUT OF IT!
Not going to happen. So sorry.
“IT” is in for a rude awakening; like it will even care….
Yah, right.
Thanks Sarah and thanks Donna…
You just validated me one more time you guys.
(Zeesh: how I love this place!)
Dupedster
Dear Duped_In-SoCal,
I feel the same…..each article I read here just keeps validating everything!! Everytime I start to feel down I jump on this site and read, read, read. It’s wonderful therapy!
And, speaking of therapy; I finally came to the conclusion the other day that therapists are there for the SANE to be able to deal with the aftermath of what the crazies have inflicted upon us…….. No Spath seeks out therapy to heal themselves because they are either too crazy to know they need help or just plain don’t want it!!
Oh yes, Donna…
No spath seeks out therapy. Good point.
To them there is nothing wrong with them.
They have no need to change.
Oh yes, the validation helps so much when there isn’t hardly any place to be found but “here”, at LF.
hahaha: yes, therapists are there to help us over the aftermath of the crazies….sometimes it feels like an endless battle…I want to know who helps the therapists over the aftermath “WE” have brought to “THEIR” lives? 🙂 No matter how you cut it: “WINNING!” without SP!!!!
BUT: just keep plugging away!
Blessings to you donna…
DUPEDSTER
I was cleaning a bookcase today and happened along a photograph of “IT”….I think I sat here and looked at that photo for such a long time, just in awe and amazement that this could have all gone so horribly wrong the way it has.
All I ever done was love “IT” and try to be good to “IT” and it about decimated me and I will never understand why except for that they just don’t value things the same way we do, I suppose.
I used to feel special and important and suddenly, “IT” was trying to kill me and do such horrid things to me. Nobody will ever understand what that ‘mind control’ was like. It’s undefinable. Truly. Gaslighting to the max.
I haven’t torn up the photograph yet. I just put it back in the book where I found it. Maybe I will find it again in another 10 years; hmm? I will look at it and say: “WHO was THAT?~!”
Dupedster
Duped,
don’t rip up any photos. They may serve as evidence later.
Just put them where they won’t bother you.
Don’t worry, I am not going to do anything stupid. There has been enough STUPID going down…
Time for something different.
Every day that I learn more, I become better educated and knowledgeable, HOWEVER, it’s tough realizing these things about someone you used to love so much…someone you almost gave your life for; literally. The sorrow I feel inside my heart is so unbearable if I allow myself to feel it. Seriously.
He has ruined my life just like “SHE” (the OWx8-the new victim) said he did to her. And, she’s right…he has. He has ruined everyone’s but his, apparently. He must like it the way it is or he would change it. Right? Yah, yah, yah; sick-schmick…
I felt the same way about my biological ‘mother’….if she really loved us kids, she would never have put us in harms way the way she did all those years – susceptible to all her drug dealers and pimps. I used to tell her that, too, when she would say: “You know I love you…” (Yah, right). Same thing. Just wasted time on waste of flesh.
I am going to be alright now that I am starting to get in touch with my HATE personality. He just better hope he doesn’t pull any surprise visits because I can’t promise what will happen. I know it would suit me just fine to delay dialing 9-1-1 for about five minutes so I could get a couple whacks in of my own!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Trying to do a million things at once and then I found that picture and got stopped dead in my tracks.
I mean, I sat here, looking at it, thinking: “How could I ever have loved you?” “How could I ever have believed all of your lies and deceptions?” How could I let this happen to me? I guess ‘love’ does stupid things to us. It’s sad. It just shouldn’t be this way at all but it is. There is nothing I can do or say that is ever going to change it.
“IT” asked me when it was here, last, if things were always going to be this way between us now…
I said, “Yes”. I was betrayed deeper than anyone can imagine. “IT” knows. If I were “IT” I just couldn’t be dealing with myself right at this moment. Realizing the things it has done to me. But “IT” doesn’t care. Quite the contrary, “IT” threatens me some more because I AM ON TO IT NOW. AND I AM NOT CHANGING MY MIND.
The cops can have the photograph, I don’t need it anymore. I gathered all “IT’s” things (what little there was over all this time) and put it in an envelope with “IT’s” name on it. I am also going to put all those emails, texts, photos, etc., that I removed from my computer to CD, those are going in there as well. It is going to be given to my attorney. Period. I mean every single word I say and the more time that goes by, the more I mean it.
(((thanks skylar))))))
Yep, it’s all going away where it won’t bother me anymore.
Dupedster
Hey Duped!
How are you? Yes, a photograph and an address – that’s about all it will take for us to make sure that he is out of your life for good! -heh heh.
You sound like you are doing well so I hope that’s actually the case. It was a beautiful day here today, though it’s been a pretty mild summer so far (at least out here in the East!). I haven’t been to California for a while, but I’m guessing it must be pretty hot out there – especially if you are in the South. However, there’s nothing like an hour or two of direct sunlight to put you in a good mood! (You are getting out at least for that, right?)
Have a wonderful week, Dear Duped!
Dearest (((Constantine)))
Thank you for popping in like the Guardian Angel you are appearing to be, My Friend.
I am flattered that you make reference to a photo and address. HAHAHAHAHA….when I turn it all in, it is earmarked; trust me. 😉
I am doing alright. Been sobbing for the past 2 days again and not really sure why. Just at the drop of a hat. Just like before. I don’t understand it because it really isn’t “IT” inspiring it. Or is it?
It finally cooled off out here; been in the 100’s the past couple of weeks. Even having to use the a/c at nightime. Has been real hot and humid; very different for SoCal. It reached 90 today. You can really feel that 10 degrees when it has been as hot and humid as it has been.
Yes, it is truly very beautiful here despite the bazillion people!
I moved back here FOR THE SUN. IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER!
I get out when I do, Dear Friend.
“Getting out” is not one of my better skills at the moment. 🙂
I tend to shy away from situations where someone might make me blow a gasket at them because I am not a pretty sight. Trust me. Came with the territory, I guess and growing up in an inner city.
YOU have a wonderful week my Dear Friend, Constantine.
Thanks for the shoulder when I needed one. mwah! xxoo
Always here,
Dupedster
PS Duped,
It sounds to me like the bouts of sobbing have mainly to do with the “curse” of hypersensitivity that we were discussing earlier. That, and the fact that you are burdening an already delicate nervous system with all these other kinds of trauma (i.e., the heart surgery, weight loss, the spath, etc.) So it’s only natural that there would be this kind of delayed reaction that manifests as what seems like “crying for no reason.”
At the same time, make sure to keep a sense of proportion about things. It’s easy to get frustrated over all the injustice and suffering in the world. But there are definite limits to what we can do, and we have to remember the oft-quoted “Serenity Prayer” as far as, “Changing the things we can/accepting the things we cannot, and the wisdom to know the difference.” Well, sometimes when the “empathy function” goes into overdrive (i.e., during the Jaycee interviews or the Casey A. verdict, for example), we lose precisely that ability to “know the difference” between where we can help and where helping is beyond our capacity. And yet when that happens, we usually just end up contributing to the sum total of the world’s misery by adding our own small share!
But most of all, keep close to the good and simple things of life: Holding your granddaughter’s hand at the park, getting your sleep and sunlight, leaving the house even when (especially when!) you don’t feel like it, etc etc. It’s hard to say for sure, but it sounds like this is what you need right now. Even going to a massage therapist once a week would probably be an excellent idea in terms of restoring some more calmness and equilibrium to the system. (But preferably no young Chippendale types – that could end up creating other kinds of disturbance that are perhaps premature at this point!)
Peace and Blessings to you.