If it’s easy getting into a relationship with an exploiter, getting out isn’t always so simple. What makes the getting out so difficult?
In retrospect (if we’re lucky enough to say “in retrospect”) it seems like it should have been a no-brainer. In truth there are many reasons it can be hard to leave a destructive relationship and destructive person. I’ve addressed several of them in previous posts, and the LoveFraud community in general has addressed this theme comprehensively.
But here I’d like to consider a less-appreciated factor.
I regard it as the factor of habituation. Optimally the best time to end a relationship with an exploiter is the very first signal you get that something is amiss. The next best time to leave the relationship would the second signal that something is amiss.
When we don’t act on these early signals, increasingly we are less likely to act on subsequent ones. One of many reasons for this is the process of habituation.
Habituation is basically how, through repeated exposure to something initially uncomfortable, even highly disturbing, we adjust to it. We are built, it seems, to habituate to unsettling situations and experiences.
And the key to successful habituation is exposure. Sustained exposure to almost anything increases our tolerance of, and comfort with, it.
Consider what happens when we’re willing to endure the initial shock of cold water in a lake, or pool. Our sustained exposure (non-flight) gradually results in our bodies’ adjusting, or habituating, to the cold water, which begins to feel less cold, maybe even warm.
This is great news for someone with a social phobia. We just have to be willing to intentionally expose ourselves, repeatedly and sustainedly, to disturbing social situations, and quite likely we’ll experience a gradual reduction of anxiety.
Unfortunately the same thing can be said of abusive, exploitative relationships. The longer you expose yourself to, and repeatedly tolerate, the abuse, the more habituated you become to it.
Alarming behaviors that initially signaled our self-protective response (like flight) gradually lose their activating properties as we habituate to them. The avoidance-flight signal particularly—in the face of repeated, sustained exposure—dulls and/or we become less responsive to it.
Heeding the avoidant-flight response, in other words, can be critical to our safety and self-interest. It is great to confront and conquer avoidance when the avoidance hinders our personal growth; but it is dangerous to do so in the face of real, violating circumstances.
When I work with partners of sociopaths and other abusers, I find that habituation to the exploiter’s abuse often has occurred over time and contributes to the inertia that keeps the exploited partner in the relationship.
Of course there are often many other (and sometimes more compelling) reasons that one stays in a relationship with an exploitative partner.
But habituation to the abuse, I believe, is not only real, but sometimes helps explain why an otherwise dignified individual would tolerate behaviors that, from the outside—that is, from the unhabituated’s perspective—should be (or should have been) no-brainer deal-breakers.
When relevant I encourage clients to examine this factor in their analysis of the indignities they’ve sustained sometimes for years in relationships with disturbed, violating partners.
Paradoxically (and precisely to my point) their suffering was often highest early in the relationship before, through habituation, they grew slowly more numb and inured to—more tolerant of—the abuse, and thereby less motivated to do what was advisable at the outset—flee.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2008 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
No one is probably still up, I can’t get calmed down. I find myself really hating the holidays. I wish they were over. Had an awful confrontation with my youngest daughter. She came home from college on break. Right off, she was “furious” that I had gotten a puppy. The second day she was home, she went off on me-Made me feel like my house was filthy, reeking of animals, etc. Went on to sat that I am not trying hard enough to make friends. While at Walmart, we ran into an old friend I used to work with. Daughter tries to set up a coffee time for old friend & me. I felt like an unpopular child whose mother is trying to set up a play date for. I was deeply hurt & humiliated. Daughter went on to say that she will not always be able to come home from school to keep me company-that it breaks her heart to hear me say that my dogs are my company when I’m home. That I’m not putting any effort into making friends. I am 54, she is 20. I can’t remember when I’ve felt this bad, maybe not since the 1st months after the s. I can’t seem to get it all out of my head. Been crying quite a bit. I struggle a lot with liking myself any way, not I can’t stand to to be me. My dogs are safe. They are always glad to see me, they alert me to any noises or to someone coming to the door. They know I will never hurt them, & they’ll never hurt me. Like ole James Taylor sang, , “They’ll hurt you & desert you, they’ll take your soul if you let them”. I didn’t even think I had a heart left to get trampled on any more ’til this week. Why can’t I shake this?
sstiles54 I am up and reading your post…I am 54 – I have 3 weener dogs – i prefer the company of dog’s to most human’s. i would have more dog’s but I am at the age they may out live me. I have raised two fine son’s – they are grown and out of the nest – so my dog’s are my children – I am foolish over my dog’s. I think your duaghter has good intentions by wanting you too have friends – but tell her to back off – if she doesnt like your dogs meet her somewhere else for coffeee – it is your home. Now if you have 218 dogs maybe she does have a reason for concern. Believe me 3 is all I can handle and afford to feed and they are such a big responsibility if I want to travel – i would never board them in a kennel so they go with me or my sons come to care for them – when I do go away overnite I will call home and talk to my dogs on the anwswering machine – yep I am a nut – but my sons dont tell me how too live my life – but if they saw I was doing something senile they would step in and do something (I hope) just try to ignore your daughter but remember i think she loves you and is concerened – but tell her we do dogs better than we do picking men. Holidays are tuff but hell so is every day of the week when you have been run over by a spath – just hang in there – and make the most of every day sweetheart – we only have so many left – I tell my sons (dont worry about me on thankgiving and xmas go to your mothers your mother in laws etc) and then they dont worry about me and I get sad lol go bake somecookiea nad have a tea party with the pooches – men are over rated-
Dear sstiles,
I agree with Henry that your daughter probably has “good intentions” but I think you need to tell her the things that you have said to us. “it makes me feel like an unpopular child that the mother is making a play date for.”
I agree with Henry, too, IT IS YOUR HOUSE. Tell her that SHE is not responsible for your happiness and your house that YOU are and until she pays for your upkeep, you are your own “master” as it were. She can ADVISE but NOT DICTATE.
My adult sons do ADVISE me from time to time, but they do NOT DICTATE to me or vice versa.
Your daughter is an adult, but YOU are an ADULT, and right now you are in pain, and you have the right to put YOURself first. If you want a dog and you are paying for and taking care of the dog, what is it to HER?
I have my Jack asses, and 3 dogs, and 3 cats, and 4 pet cows, but they give me pleasure so I keep them. I know they all love me cause I pass out the treats (you ever see a fuzzy cow with 6 ft horn spread come running chasing you all over theplace for a slice of bread, sticking out a 2 ft long tongue? It makes me laugh and feel good so if anyone doesn’t like my cows, or my jack asses, or my dogs or my cats they don’t have to come here! LOL Hug your puppies and hopefully your daughter will come round before too long. You are making progress (I’ve noticed it in your posts) and it takes TIME to get over this and your daughter (like most of our friends and family) doesn’t truly understand about the P-experience, and I hope she never does understand first hand! (((hugs)))))
sstiles54,
I am so sorry you’re going through this. It sounds like you have an adult daughter who’s trampling all over your boundaries. She’s telling both herself and you she’s “trying to help”, but she’s building herself up and tearing you down.
I suggest you spell that out to her, and tell her to cool it. Maybe she’ll listen, ’cause I bet she does love you.
Does your community have any decent dog parks? We have one about 5 blocks away. It’s nothing but a half acre of land encircled by an inexpensive chain link fence. There are a few picnic tables, a few mail boxes stuffed with plastic grocery sacks (for poop), and a spigot with a metal tub. It’s dusty on dry days and muddy on wet ones. With all those detractors, it’s still a great place for dogs and people. Dogs love it, and they have a tail wagging, panting, drooling barking good time. The people enjoy it too. Most of the people there are very, very nice. You can tell what they’re really like, ’cause the nature of their dog reveals all. I think such an environment might be a good way for you to socialize on YOUR terms.
SPCAs always need dog walkers and other volunteers, but you can’t adopt ’em all. In your current emotional state that might not be a good volunteer placement for you. Private animal rescue associations might offer you a good niche.
Hang in there. One of the crushing things we all face is contempt from well meaning friends, family and coworkers who don’t understand how wiped out the S, N or P has left us. It’s very, very hurtful that you’re taking this mess off of your daughter, and I really feel for you.
You’re in my prayers. Be blessed sweet lady.
Elizabeth
People who “want to help”.
Maybe they do, maybe they don’t. Some people want to hear your story about surviving a P, S or N simply so they can assure themselves that “it can’t happen to me”. They look for things to criticize in your choices and responses. This shores up their own self-image and feelings of invulnerability.
One of the most frightening but simultaneously liberating epiphanies in the human journey is the realization that bad things happen to people who in no way deserve it. Most people quiet their fears in life by telling themselves that they don’t deserve to be harmed, so they won’t be. It takes nerves of steel to accept that you may be hurt no matter how good your behavior is. The payoff for accepting this vulnerability lies in greater empathy for those who are hurt and deeper tenderness for yourself when you fall.
Most people just aren’t there yet, so don’t be taken in by false sympathy. In the wake of an S, N or P, we feel very needy. We could really use a shoulder to cry on and someone to listen uncritically. Be careful. Many people, if not most, are simply not mature enough to offer these things.
Elizabeth Conley: It helps us to know, that no matter what humans do to others, God is always with us. To focus on and put our faith in God, he will always guide us to TRUTH.
Peace.
Judgmental people are judgmental people, whether they are family members or not. I hope you let your daughter know how judged and demeaned you feel by her attempts to “help”. I too prefer the company of my snakes and cats to most people much of the time. There is nothing wrong with that. No one should try and make you do something you really don’t want to do. I had a friend who was always trying to tell me what I need to do–which book I need to read–which church I need to go to, etc. One day I just had enough and asked her to stop with the unsolicited advice. I never heard from her again.
Star
Did You see the Dating site I found for you??:)~
Was it the date-a-psycho site? Yeah, I’ll run right over there………lol
You know (off the subject as usual), I remember when I was in my 20’s I went to a Buddhist meditation group. The organization had been contacted by a prison inmate who was just seeking a pen pal. I don’t remember his crime, but it wasn’t a trivial one. No one volunteered at the time, and being very naive and idealistic, I volunteered. I wrote to him a few times and he wrote back. Within a few letters, he was asking me to send him money. Pen pal relationship over. This is how easy it is for sociopaths to prey on groups of kind-hearted people, such as a spiritual group like that one.