By Joyce Alexander, RNP (retired)
Many times our friends, in an effort to be helpful, but not actually understanding what we have been through in a “break up” with a psychopath, may tell us, “It’s time you move on with your life, and start dating again,” or words to that effect.
Any time you lose something important in your life, you suffer what is known as “grief.” It doesn’t matter if that something is a break up of a relationship, a job, a death of someone you love, or you lose the Miss America Pageant when you expected to win. Anything that was important and is lost causes grief.
Dr. Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, MD, an internationally known psychiatrist, studied grief in the terminally ill and wrote a book called On Death and Dying. It is a classic text for nurses, physicians and others who work with patients who are terminally ill.
You may ask why the grief she studied in the dying is the same grief we experience in other instances. Grief is grief, and one of the important aspects in dealing with grief is time.
Importance of time
I have learned about time that there are some things you just cannot rush. You cannot get a baby in one month by getting nine women pregnant. Healing from a significant loss is one of those things that cannot be rushed.
One of the things that seems to be consistent in failed relationships, especially with psychopaths, is the intense trauma experienced by those who have been abused by this class of individuals. It doesn’t matter if the relationship is with a psychopathic parent, psychopathic child, or psychopathic lover, the damage is intense. The grief afterwards is equally intense, and takes time to resolve.
Stages of grief
According to Dr. Kubler-Ross’s research, grief can be divided into several stages. Denial is the first stage. This is where the acceptance of the problem, the loss, is denied, because it is just too huge to comprehend “in one bite.” We tend to think, “No, no, this cannot be the truth; there must be some other explanation.” Denial, short term, is protective. It keeps us from having to acknowledge something that is too horrible to comprehend all at once.
“Sadness,” which is pretty self-explanatory, is another stage. As well as “bargaining,” or trying to figure out a way to “fix” the situation so it doesn’t have to be permanent. “Anger” is another normal part of the grief process. Any time we have been injured, we will feel a normal anger. The final stage in healthy grief leads to “acceptance” in which the grieving person comes to accept the reality of the situation and moves on with their lives.
Unfortunately, the grief process leading to acceptance does not proceed in a straight line from denial to acceptance. It vacillates back and forth, from denial to anger to sadness to bargaining to acceptance and back again, seemingly at random.
The death of a spouse, as an example, may take from 18 months to three or four years to adequately be resolved, in even a healthy grief resolution. Trying to “move on” from a huge loss too soon leaves us vulnerable to making poor decisions. Many people who have suffered emotional and other traumas from the psychopathic experience may try to ”move on” too soon and become vulnerable to getting into a relationship wit another psychopath.
I thought I was rescued
After my husband’s sudden death in an aircraft crash, I was totally devastated by his loss, especially in such a dramatic fashion. I felt alone, lonely, old and unlovable, and I was perfect fodder for the first psychopath who came along looking for his next “respectable wife” to cheat on. He love bombed me, and I thought I had been rescued from my sadness and my loneliness.
I was fortunate that I got out of the relationship before I married him, because I caught him cheating even before the marriage. I kicked him to the curb, but it broke my heart to do so. I ended up wounded again when I had little in the way of resources.
Not long after that trauma, my son decided to have me killed. I was again devastated by the realization that my son was truly a psychopath. I had denied it for decades, but was forced to finally face my emotional trauma.
Not completely healing from the trauma of my son killing Jessica Witt in 1992, I had failed to appropriately resolve my grief over that loss ”¦ the loss of the son I idolized. He wasn’t physically dead, but he was “dead” as far as a relationship was concerned, and I had difficulty admitting to that truth.
Adequate time
Time alone won’t heal us; I wish it would. But not giving enough time, and work, to grieving does not allow us to come to acceptance of our loss, and leaves us vulnerable to the next psychopathic trauma.
Be kind to yourself and give yourself adequate time to work on the emotional devastation you have experienced. But not only time, give yourself the gift of working on your grief issues. It is work, too. It is hard labor, harder than digging the Panama Canal with a teaspoon. There will be days, weeks, maybe months, when you will feel like you are not making any progress. Times when you feel like your pain will never end.
Given time and work, though, it will end, and you can come to acceptance of the losses you have suffered. You can then “move on” in a healthy way. God bless.
Truthspeak
Every time there is contact with the children in one way or another there are consequences for the children and us. This can mean a hello a smile a wave or as bad as the boys sneaking over for a visit
or someone else turning them in to social services. There are consequences for what we do not do. They want a peace bond instead of a restraining order because a peace bond is criminal and a restraining order is in family court and is not a criminal charge. These guy want me out of the children’s life and are willing to do anything to make it happen. They have hassled the police department for three years over things like I talked to the boys at school! I have harassed her over and over in the work place. They were finally sick of it and sent it to the court. I am charged with nothing because I have done nothing wrong to get charged for. This court order they served me two days before Mothers day to appear in court the day after my birthday. Mothers Day and my birthday were both on Sunday so that is a close as they could get. This time I believe I am being punished for turning them into Social services for the youngest having a broken leg for two weeks before it was casted. I new nothing about this I spent most of my time in another town with my dieing mother and was not even in this town very much just enough to spend a night tell my family I love them and miss them and be off again for another 5 days. I did hear he had a cast on but I new no details at all until the day before moms funeral.I was devastated and could not believe this. I found out latter it was a hospital staff that turned her in. My daughter said she was taking social services to court but must not have gotten very far then picked on me. That is the story to the best of my knowledge. I am fighting for myself and leaving the children out of it. If they involve there children that is there choice because they do not have to. There statements are all the judge needs they do not have to be put on stand. Thanks for your advice!
xoxo
I don’t know ehere to post this really, I’m going through a hellish patch today. Along the lines of ”why did he say he loved me for months. That mine was the last face he wanted to see before he died? That when he sees old couples in the street he thinks that will be us in years to come? That is he now done with other women, having met me? That I am the woman he has waited all his life for?” I’ve read that these men say these things, I know they are lines, but I cannot fathom , today, I can’t get it into my head that another human being said these things to me purely and simply to win my trust so that he could control me, make me sick and dependant, isolate me, and assault me physically and psychologically.
I am having a very very hard times with this today. I can take it in intellectually but emotionally am crying a lot, I want to sob like a baby and I feel intensely vulnerable, don’t want to leave the apartment. Please God let it get better soon. It’s been 11 days of no contact but I’m having to fight not to listen to his messages or read them.
I think his next ‘move’ is imminent, I can sense something is coming, not in a paranoid way, I just think there has been a lull , no phone calls for five days, and he will try and assert control soon I am sure of it.
Sorry for ranting I feel I’m sliding backwards
Tea Light
What you are feeling is very normal and you will go through this a few more times in you healing process. As Ox Drover said healing takes a long time and is a possess. You right know are working on acceptance and doing well keep strong you are a great person find yourself again. Learn from your mistakes always watch for flags and if you see them turn the other way. I myself are very weary of sweat talkers because nine out of ten times they are not a sweat as the talk. Hang in there do not give up hopefully he has given up and you can move on. If not just keep the no contact believe me it is best.
Tea Light:
I have gone through what you are feeling literally HUNDREDS of times. I still go through it and I have not had contact for a long, long time. I think it’s because we loved them. They didn’t love us (or at least mine didn’t), but we loved them and therefore, we are going to have lingering feelings for them even though they treated us horribly. I used to beat myself up kind of like what you are doing…asking myself over and over again why did I still feel this way. I don’t do that as much anymore because I realize that what I feel is what I feel and it will go away eventually. You are only 11 days out. The most important thing is that you CANNOT give in if he contacts you. I know how hard that is…it’s like asking a baby to not drink milk, but you must. It’s the only way you will heal.
I pray and pray and pray all the time. I pray for so many things. I pray for closure somehow, I pray for healing, I pray for peace, I pray to not feel like this the rest of my life. I feel like my prayers are not being answered or heard, but I know they are. Things don’t happen as quickly as we want them to happen.
Thank God for LF and the kindness and caring of the people here distressedg and louise I’m trying to hang on to every bit of guidance i’ve been offered here in the past week or so I know with what’s left of my reason that others here have endured and suffered unthinkable events and are not only here to tell the tale but extending to others in the middle of hell the benefit of their wisdom and I want to get through too I really do but my heart is broken I’m so ashamed I let this man in so ashamed I believed his lies about his marriage being over how can I look myself in the mirror when I allowed my values to crumble for what? Thousands of emails hundreds of calls full of psychopathic evil lying day in day out and then he violates me I don’t fight I go into shock and take it and then when I shook afterwards and got distressed over not being able to find the light for the bathroom and lent against the wall saying please help me find the lightswitch (we were in an apartment he had rented) he said “there is no need for dramatics darling” in a cold hateful voice like he hated me and I let it happen again I let it go on like I’d lost my mind. I’m praying too louise what else can you do thank you both for replying x
Oh, yeah – with you on that, Tea Light.
First our pleasures die
Then our hopes, and then our fears,
When these are done,
The debt is due. Dust claims dust and we die too. ` ~Shelley
My sister died on Friday January 4th, 2013. The family was by her side and all was forgiven between my sister and I. Her horrible fears of poverty, old age and who would take care of her when she was old ended instantly when she was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in early October. The depression lifted and she was her old charming happy self again…if only for a few moths. It was a miraculous transition and a rapid decline. As she progressed and became assured that her dogs and all else was taken care of for her, she slowly let go of everything physical and died peacefully with me and our other sister by her side.
I am numb and had to leave because my daughter remains estranged even though she was polite to me during this terrible time. She continues to treat me despicably and would rather hire a babysitter than let us be with the grandchildren. I put up with it to be there for my sister but I will not offer my help under these circumstances. I know I will be blamed and vilified but I just do not care anymore. I must take care of myself.
Perhaps someday I will see my grandchildren again. I will keep in touch if she lets me. I found out that they got Skype for the children to talk to the parents and her other grandparents but not us. It is simply pathological.
Betsy,
🙁 I’m sorry for the loss of your sister.
As for your daughter, congratulations on your boundaries and determining to take care of YOU.
Tealight, the confusion is only there when we remember them the way they wanted us to. They portrayed themselves as normal human beings, therefore if anything went wrong, then it must have been US that was responsible.
But we NOW know that they are NOT normal. They are damaged, lobotomized, shallow, disordered walking shells of human beings. You had a relationshit with a two-dimensional cartoon character. Keep that firmly in mind when you think of him. He is as flat as a piece of paper.
The thing, is Tealight, he KNOWS this. He knows you had something he doesn’t : a 3 dimensional existence. And he envied you for that.
Betsy
My heart goes out to you and know how you feel! It is heart breaking. It is like being treated like we are nothing and our existence would only harm the children.Karma one day those children will grow up and make there own choices. The sad part of it all is we are missing out on the first years of there youth the quit years. Are you allowed to go to there home to visit without being video taped or have to sit on the steps like you are garbage while they drink coffee in front of you without offering you a cup. They will not let me alone with them for a minute they say I put bad ideas in there head. It is there head that needs examined not mine. I two miss my grand children so much but have to let go and move on. This is the hardest thing in my life I ever have had to do. I will have to move to do it because I can not help but smile or wave to let the boys know no matter what I still love them. It is so hard not to especially when they do look up at you. xoxo
Betsy, I am also so sorry to read of your loss my best wishes to you
Skylar you are the voice of resolve and clear thinking, I really needed this shot in the arm today I’ve been so near the cliff edge of contact. I’ve pulled back. day 12 tomorrow. Two weeks on saturday. That’s half a month. The pain is so damned intense at times it makes breathing and thinking rationally hard. You know how to sum them – him- up. No rounded fulfilled content healthy person acts like him. He was always telling me how fragile I am and how I should always carry sedatives on me. He wanted me weak and ill.