Editor’s note: The following article was submitted by the Lovefraud reader Aloha Traveler.
Who are you calling BLEEP!?
I have always been a person that is hard-wired for honesty. If you are into astrology, I am an Aries and my Chinese sign is Rooster. This doesn’t mean much to me but a friend once wanted to know my birth sign and the year and then responded “Oh. Now I see.” According to my friend, Aries born in the year of the Rooster have a double scoop of honesty.
What does this have to do with a being the victim of a disordered person? I’ll tell you. When they are attacking you, they never say anything true about you. The Bad Man was always insisting that I was a very dishonest woman. How odd. No one had ever called me this, ever. He also insisted I was “rude” and “selfish.” This was early in the relationship while I still had some spunk left in me to fight back. I countered, “I am 35 years old. I have never heard this about myself before. Don’t you think that if it were true, I would have heard this about myself by now?” I was sure of this. I thought I had him. I was unsure of this—his response, “That is why your ex left you. Because you can’t see how you are.”
This was brilliant on his part. I was unsure as to why the ex, a Good Man, decided I wasn’t “The One.” Of course, I had already shared this information with the Bad Man in those early, deep, soul-baring conversations that are part of the Sociopathic Relationship Package. True to his nature, the Bad Man had already dug into my psyche like an archeologist and carefully uncovered every vulnerability within me. My logic, I was sure of. Why the man I loved for five years left me, I wasn’t so sure.
SCORE 1 for the Bad Man.
The Bad Man claimed that I communicated in “cunning and tricky ways.” If you have ever read anything I have written in the blogs or my other essays, what do you think? Is there anyone in Lovefraud land that experiences me as cunning and tricky? I have been told all of my life that I am very direct. This was so confusing. The Bad Man seemed to be operating in some other dimension… the dimension where I was cunning, rude, tricky, BLEEP, feisty, testy, BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEPITY- BLEEP-BLEEP, sleazy-cheesy, dishonest, ornery, blah, blah, blah and on and on.
Romeo’s Bleeding
In the essay Romeo’s Bleeding, Part 5, the author, Roger Melton, puts it this way:
“Just keep one simple fact always in mind, regardless of whether a Controller is borderline, narcissistic, sociopathic or sadistic: Whenever any of them are criticizing characteristics in you, they are making autobiographical statements about themselves.
Blame is their way of unloading their character defects onto you. Listen closely to the hateful things they say to you about you. You are listening to verbatim descriptions of their character defects. This is extremely important to remember, especially in the midst of verbal attack. These are the only moments when you will hear the truth about the man who lies concealed behind the steel wall of his personality disorder.”
The Romeo’s Bleeding series explains a great deal about the methods, whether consciously, unconsciously, or instinctively, that disordered people use on their unsuspecting victims. I have found that accepting the Bad Man’s behavior as just part of the formula for an abusive disorder has helped me to let go of the horrible things he said to me. Honestly (there I go again), his attacks on my character no longer hold any sting for me. Letting go of all the horrible things that part of you absorbed is like performing a detox on your psyche and I believe it is a very important part of healing for all of us.
Never in my life have I encountered such a damaging human being. If I were to continue to carry his words with me, I wouldn’t want to get up each day and go on. There was a short period of time when I was with Bad Man where I remember looking in the mirror and feeling like I was the most worthless human being to ever walk the earth. This was when my sense of self was so weakened that he had nearly total buy-in from me about all the horrible things he said about me, to me. I believe that is part of the hook of carrying on with these disordered people; we want to prove that we aren’t the way they said we are. I know this was true for me. I would get so close to the proverbial door in my mind and then he would say something so outrageous that I couldn’t stand to walk away without defending my character and proving him wrong.
Ask your friends
In the blogs, I have advised a reader or two to ask friends or loved ones, people who have known you all your life, to describe you, to you. This is much more likely to be an accurate picture of you. You will be surprised at the generosity you may find among your true friends and loved ones. Some of the things people said to me when I was first out of this nightmare struck me so deeply in my wounded heart. I had been through such cruelty and the words of true friends were like a salve that reduced me to tears and reminded me that goodness does exist in me and outside of me.
Here’s a fun way to deal with healing that wound in you. Just to be silly, you can take the worst things your Bad Man or Bad Woman said to you and make your own game of MadLibs. Remember those? Write out one of the classics (one you feel you could never forget) that has been ruminating in your head for however long and delete all the icky parts and then read it to a friend and have them fill in the blanks for you like this:
Elise, you are such a ____________________woman!
Positive adjective here
Let’s close today with a little musical therapy. You are going to BLEEPING LOVE this!
Barbra Streisand sings Cry Me A River.
Links to Romeo’s Bleeding
I highly recommend the Romeo’s Bleeding series of articles sent to me by PeggyPseu. Thanks Peggy!
Romeo’s Bleeding: When Mr. Right Turns Out to Be Mr. Wrong
By Roger Melton
Part 1: Control
Part 2: The Malice Artists
Part 3: The Mirror Men
Part 4: When Love is a 4-Letter Word
Part 5: When love is a 4-Letter Word cont. The Clinging Apocolypse
Part 6: Conclusion: Counter-control
Just read these posts for the first time. Molly I hope you are still with us somewhere.
You too Ealain, and I had to make flashcards too. I still read them, and they help me a lot.
Oh my God! The words I keep reading on this particular post sting me over and over again and any doubt I ever had about my ex-P’s are over:
* soul mates
* integrity
*entitlement
*blame-shifting
*enraged when exposed
*giver (him), taker (me)
*victim (him), controlling (me)
I haven’t written for a while, but I’ve been skimming, learning and absorbing when I can. Thank you, Aloha, for this post and all the responses that have echoed my own life. (Have we all been involved with the same person?!!?). I wish I could give you a hug, too. You’ll never know how much I appreciate having MY integrity and strength of character reaffirmed (not those who attempted to steal it for their own). Thank you, thank you, thank you!
jofary – You condensed a novel of our live’s with these people into one defining paragraph—-thank you
“Just keep one simple fact always in mind, regardless of whether a Controller is borderline, narcissistic, sociopathic or sadistic: Whenever any of them are criticizing characteristics in you, they are making autobiographical statements about themselves.
I really like this thread! These projection that PD make is mind blowing!
I just had to end a relationship with someone I started dating just a few weeks ago. It was such a trip. She started with the “projection” concerning who she thought I was. Now that I know what a projection is I told her so. Yet she had no reply to my statement. I was inquisitive so once I even ask her a question. My question was “why do you think I am trying so hard to understand what you are saying about me, it is because you think I will use this information later to use it against you? Her reply was YES!
OMG! I of course stated the I would never do that and in fact I am trying to understand you and what you believe because I am interested in you and would like to help us both understand why you feel like that. That I am trying to validate what you are saying and feeling.
Well, I could handle all her projections and was hoping we both could learn from this. But when she violated a personal boundary the time she showed up one night while I was working to “visit my children” and upsetting my oldest. I had enough!!!
After my son call me on my cell at work and inform me, “dad she was here and I told her she couldn’t come in because you were at work”.. I thanked my son and told him that I will deal with it when I get home. I couldn’t believe it!!!!
After getting back home and calming down I call my soon to be ex dating partner and told her that “okay maybe you (she) didn’t know but friends of mine don’t come over and visit my children without my personal permission and that this is a family rule”. Her reply was: Oh, I told you I was gonna stop by…
OMG! This person just lied to me!!!!
My reply was: No you didn’t tell me because if you did I would have say NO!!!! And in case I just lost my mind and said yes, I would have inform my son that you were coming by!
Well being a single parent you don’t mess with my children… Please someone tell me this is something you need to tell an adult? I know she doesn’t have children of her own but still???
Anyway I ended the relationship (God we only dated a few weeks not sure if I can even call it that?) ASAP!!!
Okay, projections I can deal with..
Violating personal boundaries.. No! that you don’t do!! Even more so when it concerns my children’s warfare and safely!!!
Thanks for letting me share this with you readers and getting it off my chest. Somedays I still can’t believe this happen. Well we live and learn don’t we. New rule for me is that I will not allow anyone I date to see or come over to my house until we dated a “FEW MONTHS”!!!! And if she ask me why? I will just have to tell her this story…
James.. that was one of the things that was my first red flag with my ex-bf, he didn’t seem to understand common basic tenets of relationships. He was always verbally respectful, but he just made no changes to show that we were dating. He still called and wrote to all his former dating prospects, stayed on all the dating sites, didn’t introduce me to very many people. I told him early on.. I”m not going to be your dirty little secret. And of course this was the issue that I left him over, and the issue he pretended to have resolved to draw me back, so he could dump me himself.
Dear James,
HOORAY FOR JAMES!!!!
You saw the RED flags and you shot them down. Good for you!!!!!! It sounds to me like she was on a “fishing expedition” to get information about you from your children. Typical P behavior. They realize that Knowledge=power=control=ammunition. So they will sneak around to try to get it any way they can.
I don’t blame you at all about not letting ANYONE with your children when you are not around. And HOORAY FOR JAMES’ SON AND FOR JAMES for training his son not to give in to let her in. He abided by your rules for his safety. Good for you James for teaching him well, and good for him for listening to your advice.
I agree that I would not let someone meet my children even with me present until the relationship got pretty “serious” or at least “long term potential” and before I knew them well.
I personally don’t think it is a good idea to have varous adult “friends” in and out of your children’s lives that may not be there long or may cause problems.
Yes, A SINGLE LIE is enough for me. This didn’t seem like such a “big” LIE yet, it showed that she would lie to cover up for herself and as far as I am concerned a lie=a lie=a lie= a person I don’t want in my life, much less in the life of my young children.
OMG why the hell havent I read this stuff before I understand it all and can empathise with the writer…thought it only me!!
James: If she said acknowledged her mistake for overstepping your boundaries, I could understand.
What happened to the words “I am sorry” in our society? Must have been lost with the word “humble”.
Piece of cake, piece of pie.
Smile, at least you got out for a few weeks. We have to remember to just DATE again and not look for that long term relation. God will grant that upon us when he feels the time and person is the right partner for us.
Just read romeo lies bleeding…I feel liberated it has blown me away…Realsie he is borderline narcistis….his descriptions were exactly how it was and is…I dd have ainkling of hope that there may be this been a mistake or some illness and mayve we would one day get back together…it was only tiny now and then….evn that is gone i have never been so certain of anything in all my life. God I ove this place…learnt and understood more than years of trawling forums and links.
A update to my story is that I (I still believe God allow this to happen) I ran into this person at a Jewel food store one day…
I told her how sad it was the way things worked out and even sorry (for what I still don’t know) but felt that is what we tell each other in an uncomfortable situation. Guess I am still a enabler and always will be.. But I am working on it!
Anyway she told me how she met someone and they were planning on getting married next spring/summer and told her how I wish her to best of luck. At one point (I was proud of myself for this) she wanted to discuss what happen but I told her I thought it was best not to open this can of worms again. And that I didn’t wish to speak of it anymore. If I thought it would help her or me I would have talked with her concerning it but from her tone I could see it coming from a point of blame and all I wanted was for both of us not to blame but heal and leave it along. I thank God I was allow to speak with her and find some type of middle ground.. Anyway again I wish her the best of luck and walk away then she called to me and gave me a hug. It felt good to know for me anyway I did what I believed was right and that no one got hurt. I do hope it works out for her with this other person but I have my doubts.. This is the only thing I regret (feeling this way) and hope I am wrong and all will be okay with her. Like anyone we all deserve a little happiness in our lives…