The silent treatment is not only silent, but can be deadly. Deadly, that is, to relationships. Deadly, more specifically, to the trust, love, safety, communication and intimacy that preserve and nourish relationships.
The silent treatment (also known as stonewalling) entails a partner’s (the silencer) passive-aggressively refusing to communicate with the other (the silenced). Unlike avoidance (a conflict-aversion defense), the silencer deploys the silent treatment with toxic purposes in mind.
The silencer’s aim is, above all, to silence communication. More specifically, it is to render the other invisible and, in so doing, induce in the “other” feelings of powerlessness and shame. (Note that the experience of powerlessness often evokes shame.)
The silent treatment is a statement of contempt, relating, “You aren’t worth the energy it would take me to acknowledge your existence, let alone your feelings or needs.”
The silent treatment tactically communicates, You have done something wrong, seriously wrong—wrong enough to warrant my repudiation of your existence.
Its message is menacing and extortive—menacing in its implicit accusation of guilt, and extortive in the lose-lose proposition it makes: either you confess to a “crime” (against the silencer) you may be unaware of having committed (a degrading concession), or, if you don’t, the silencer continues to blot you out.
The silent treatment is a technique of torture. This may sound hyperbolic, but human beings need (on the most basic level) recognition of their existence. The withholding of this recognition, especially if protracted, can have soul-warping consequences on personality. (Just consult attachment theory for proof of this.)
It is deeply disturbing to be silenced (stonewalled), especially by someone you love, or someone you believe (or want to believe) loves you. The silent treatment aims, therefore, to exploit a very deep, elemental vulnerability.
Understandably it is the kind of vulnerability from which one desperately wants relief. And the controlling, abusive silencer holds the cards—he can provide relief by deciding if, and when, to reinstate his recognition of your existence.
However, like many abusers, he may require something of you first–namely, your capitulation. From the silencer’s perspective, “capitulation” may involve his metaphorically bringing you to your knees, meaning he may demand that you appeal to, plead for and/or beg his forgiveness as a condition of his readmitting you into his good graces.
As noted, you may feel coerced into admitting something you didn’t do, say or mean. This, after all, is how false confessions occur: the accused feels so exhausted, disempowered and helpless to be heard against the monolithic accuser that, simply to escape the hell of being disbelieved, she relents (and confesses).
Or else she may begin to wonder, under the prolonged, accusatory assault, whether she’s crazy; whether maybe she is, in fact, guilty of a crime that not too long ago she was mystified and/or outraged to be accused of.
As I suggested in The Pathological Self-Confidence of the Sociopath, it’s not so hard to jar the confidence of, and foment doubt in, others. While we invest some degree of trust in our perceptions, that trust can be surprisingly fragile. Because we tend to be built with more uncertainty than certainty, we are prone, especially facing another’s prolonged, implacable invalidation, to feel self-doubt rising like flood-waters.
The abusive individual, whether narcissistic or sociopathic, exploits this natural psychological frailty. For this reason (and others) he will prize the silent treatment for its capacity to sow insecurity, dread, even terror, in its intended target.
(My use of “he” throughout this, and other, posts is a convenience and not to suggest that women are incapable of the behaviors discussed. This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
i had a women’s clothing store at that time here where i live now. then i opened 3 in louisiana with a good friend of mine but had to sell out because she was scared of my ex and over the drama. now i have no business but i plan to get back on the horse soon.
i love to decorate. i actually did my sisters house and my sons, now doing my new place but i love it even more than fashion i think. i was thinking of trying to either market my abilities to decorate (affordably) to some places out here that rent furnished vacation apts. or trying to buy one or two of my own and renting them myself.
do you have an online site because i love to shop online. i can’t wait to get my recent west elm purchases.
that sucks about your son. i wish i could help. i know it hurts a lot more when it comes to our children. it kills me when mine is angry.
oh and so you guys don’t think i threw him on the streets in high school, he had barely squeaked by high school before he moved out and he rented with 3 other guys in college. he was a horrible student in high school but i think working for a while matured him enough to make through college just fine!!
yall rock!!!!
sabrina
I am not sure and so I want to clarify….What you speak of that pattern with the s/n …The explosive behavior then the calm afterwards like it never happened. (we have had that happen)
Maybe that is the same thing I describe as when something happens here. In our case it could be ANYTHING that happens…something he said, something he did, something I did….flunking at school, skipping detention, a lie, WHATEVER it was. If could be something of importance or not. It DID happpen and yet he acts as if it never happened. Or he says it never did. Or he claims he is NOT flunking at school….Creating the “fog”. I call it living in his own world. Lack of reality….But it also seems to mess with my OWN sense of reality at times. The twisting of the words and of the truth. After awile it becomes plain old exhausting.
Is that the same thing you are saying?
Dear Meow – I read your post about asking if you were a sociopath and I really like the reply from Steve Becker. I was so confused and my reality so skewed by all the drama. I begged him to leave, kicked him out several times, called him things I am ashamed of and still he wanted to come back. I remember early on in the relationship I knew I was being used and lied too, but getting him out of my life was very difficult and the longer he stayed and the more times I let him back in, the more power he had to become my identity. So after awhile I was him and he was me. Make sense? no it doesnt, but I questioned my own sanity and was convinced I was at fault. But I had this primal need to get him out of my home and life and I would deal with the rest on my own. I was not prepared for what hit me after I discarded him, but letting him have just a few minutes time to talk to me gave him the chance he wanted to devalue and discard me…it was crazy..I am not a sociopath and neither are you, but we did get run over by one……
awakening
gosh if you figure out how to market your skills in decorating I would love to know how.
I to enjoy this and my friends always ask me for my help in decorating their homes. I would love to make a living at this but with the economy and with living in a small town it seems like an unmarketable skill here where I live.
Awakening- I trust your judgement with your children, I can tell by your loving post that you have done everything for them out of love and teaching them life skills. Be so proud of that!! Thank God theres no problems with them since you have so many other issues at hand! I am also posting to you on the other thread! Please keep letting us know as things develop with the X P so if we can help or be a sounding board. I posted recently about my experience with getting protection orders (on my x husband n/p) and police to respond, if you read it. Sometimes when its all happening, its hard to think of everything to do, and exhausting. I wish I would have came to you guys when I was going thru it initially. I still have some court dates still out there with the abuse thing.
So sorry, I dont have an online store now, I started a website -THEN MYSTEROUSLY SOME ONE hacked into it and took out almost all of it! Imagine who would of done such a thing???
I must be losing it, as releaved as I am to get my son out, I feel incredible sadness tonite , and so very lonely all of a sudden. i wonder if my life will ever be full again, as for weeks now I struggle to even get out of bed.
I wish we
sabrina
I think it is very natural to feel sadness over what you went through today. Your grieving….
What we are facing with our sons shouldn’t happen to ANY mother.
Being lonely is something I have grown accustomed to.
It is something that you can actually co-exist with when you realize that being alone is better than being in a bad or toxic relationship. I have been alone for a looooong time. It is a choice. And although I would welcome a healthy relationship, I almost don’t trust my own judgement as far as early detection goes. I keep working on that, but the truth is that HOW do YOU really know to trust yourself when EARLY detection is at stake?
Witsend, I may not be making sense with so much emotional turmoil today, but with both my x n/P and S son, AFTER bad behavior (such as my sons rages,OR the time my x called me a B— and cussed me when I had kidney stones, OR when my X cussed me in Vegas and LEFT me on my Bday, OR when he strangled me WHEN he abused my dog) You know- the B.S. they do. WHEN its over, normal people would be like OMG! THis relationship is done OR in the case of your son it might be like- I have to get him outta this house FOR GOOD, he has really lost it!
BUt the S will regain composure- cuz its only a drama-o-rama game to them anyways, and be in denial like it never happened, everything is just fine with no mention or signs of the horrible scene they committed.
In fact, IF you werent still dry heaving from it, they would probally never comment about calling YOU a blank, blank, mammy- jammy cuz YOU found him in bed with your best friend OR whatever hiddeous thing they did.
Most relationships of any kind would cease to exist or trust would be broken requiring counceling maybe.
A ” S” makes your pain from his actions null and void by either acting as tho it was “NOT REALLY THAT BAD”, OR as mine would say ” THat wasnt really me”or “I dont wanna lose you”. He forgives his horrid actions immediately, so why cant you?
My perfect example of this- TODAY after I almost had to call the police, pulled a tazer gun on my son, locked myself in bedroom to protect myself, and made him leave literally acting demonic and having a hatefest toward me.
A few hours hours later, my VALIUM hasnt even kicked in good, & he calls. “mom, in the most monotone dull voice imaginable, he says , DO You really not want me to stay?
Then, guilt trip-” I guess I will have to sleep in my G.f. car..”
im sorry you are lonely. i know the feeling. this website helps me a lot. that sucks about your website. it is a tough economy though. i was recently asked to partner in with a great girl out here who had a great store and guess what? her ex spent all of her money, sound familiar? anyway, i can’t afford it and the economy is so bad. i feel bad for all of the small business owners. i remember how hard i worked and even then there were days only a few people would make a purchase. i can’t imagine it today.
the whistles stopped. man sometimes i think i am literally going madd.
i don’t want to read the crap on my phone either. it is much nicer to write to you guys! (that is growth as before even knowing it would hurt and all lies )
sorry meant to end “i would have read those texts immediately a few weeks ago, yea! progress
Witsend- Your last post about choosing to be alone, all of it describes me perfectly . Soooo where i am at right now. I dont mind ,actually like it better, to not date at all. FOr reasons just as you said, would be nice, but in weeding out the bad ones- I just dont have that kinda time, But what concerns me is the lack of interest in doing ANYTHING. I force myself to get out of the house. I thought this would be temporary, but Im worse than when I first went thru this 9 mos ago.! At least before I kept busy. Now I am a shell of my former self. I feel scared that I may never regain it back.