Lovefraud frequently hears from readers who have been discarded by sociopaths, but still feel like they’re in love with them, and can’t get them out of their minds. We frequently tell these readers that sociopathic relationships are very much like addictions.
Now, there’s proof. A recent study found that “the pain anguish of rejection by a romantic partner may be the result of activity in parts of the brain associated with motivation, reward and addiction cravings,” according to Science Daily.
Read Romantic rejection stimulates areas of brain involved with motivation, reward and addiction on sciencedaily.com.
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ErinBrock
Hope:
I want you to remember this!!!
From Despair…..to red velvet cupcakes…..OKAY!!!!!!
This is how life is…..when we feel so very low one day…..remember….tomorrow may be filled with cupcakes.
You will need this thought to carry you through….PLEASE remember this during those down times!
:0
XXOO
EB
ErinBrock
One;
Is that loreal…..or MaryKay?
one/joy_step_at_a_time
MAC poo, all natural!
ErinBrock
Ya know One……that’s how I felt fighting the spath……sometimes ya just gotta take the hit to see where it takes ya.
one/joy_step_at_a_time
🙂
i call hm the homer simpson dog – he’ll run into the wall, back up and do it again. i don’t know if he started out this way or he got like this from all the electroshock therapy.
taking the hit- well, i have been doing some very uncharacteristic things: I have been holding people accountable for their actions. I don’t know this is going to work for me, but i am going for it. usually my empathy precludes setting those boundaries. if peeps don’t wanna be accountable, then i accept that they can leave my life.
there are lots of eccentric interesting peeps (like the people who have been in my life), and maybe there are some accountable ones – and needs to be room for them when they come into my life. like i said to someone the other day, ‘yes, i understand, you know i understand, but i don’t have to be understanding.’ *I* get to decide what is acceptable in my life.
Ox Drover
WOW! One_step, you are getting it. What profound wisdom. Wonder why the rest of us didn’t think of that first! Great idea! 🙂 LOL ROTFLMAO Good for you! About time! TOWANDA!!!!
bulletproof
I love the poo theme! laughing here to myself….holding people accountable…ah what a skill. I’d really like to be able to do that…even yesterday I let someone off even though I knew what they were doing, I colluded with them and let them bullshit me because it was easier than calling it and facing the confrontation (which is building every time I let them off) but I am going to start doing it…has to be done….not being myself when I don’t call it the way I feel it…I need to decide..be more in charge..be more adult and less scared child…easier said than done…I’m going to call a poo a poo instead of politely flushing it away as if nothing happened…
one/joy_step_at_a_time
i’ve got some handi wipes if you need them bp.
bulletproof
the P is a bottomless pit of poo…I’d need a huge digger to remove the amount he deposited on me…. I keep having deja vu, yesterday and today..and lucid dreams about people I’ve never met as if I’ve known them for ages…ha ha I find myself endlessly fascinating…but what’s deja vu anyone..?
SageeGirl
Poo, caca, doo doo, cowpies, guano, meadow muffins, night soil, ordure, poop, droppings, chips, dung, carp (Oxy’s word!), the list could go on and on…
I can’t believe that this is the theme for the day. This is exactly what the S/P made me feel like when he discarded me in January. As I told him, he treated me like dogsheet.
The way that he treated me all three discards was so PHYSICAL… You know- at first you feel like they punched you in the stomach, then you start coming out of shock and your heart starts to literally HURT… I felt like he considered me as nothing more than something he couldn’t get off his shoe fast enough… you know, the disgust that one feels when one steps in something… that’s how his face looked and his attitude was…
Whenever I start to cave and think of how lonely I am without him, I replay that little scenario… it really helps me to remember just how inhumane he was…is…
Deja vu is called “Promnesia”- the feeling that one has experienced a new situation previously. I’ve had that happen many times. It is pretty eerie, almost spooky. They say that it could be attributed to a dream, but I always feel that it has actually happened before. It’s almost euphoric for a few seconds.
Hopeforjoy, it sounds like you have the answer to your despair (I’ve been there too many times). Brilliant EB: From despair to red velvet cupcakes! Love it!!!