Saturday, April 7, 2012

Legal Definition of Intimate Partner Violence (IPV)

"Any abusive, violent, coercive, forceful, or threatening act or word inflicted by one member of a family or household on another can constitute domestic violence"

In my experience most women who are in abusive partnerships do not recognize it until the abuse is wildly out of control.  Abuse doesn't start at level 10, it starts quietly and intensifies over time.  Additionally,  women  have been socially trained to demure to our male partners. In fact it is in some cases considered taboo to act independently within our marriage, or "without permission" regardless of our competencies.

We are often regarded as capable, insightful and trustworthy outside our partnerships. Yet, inside the marriage we are told we are incompetent, delusional and sneaky.  Because of our original trust in our intimate relationship, we regard these falsehoods as possible.  I cannot tell you the times I examined my conscious after having been blamed and defined in an untruthful way by my partner.

These remarks are often covert and their delivery escalates over the years. They may be deguised as "helpfulness" in the beginning.  Along the way, the cycle of abuse becomes a pattern and slowly our self image is "guided" by these abusers and we become confused and less able to advocate for ourselves. Many of us are certain our abusers do not fit the stereotypical image of abusers.  We may not be hit, slapped or pushed. So we do not think of ourselves as victims of Intimate Partner Violence.  We are.



Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Self Destruction

Tonight I was reminded by my daughter of the self loathing that drives acts of addicts and abusers.  Just past my frustration of his behavior is a deep sadness for his life.  Imagine making your self image dependant on the demeaning of others.  It is through this that he can, if only for an instant, relieve the pain  of inadequacy.  Imagine believing "I am not good enough".

The grandeous gestures and entitled stance are shabby covers for his poverty of spirit.  Only through humiliation and power over others is he able to stave off the darkness of his soul, taunting him with a
lifetime of imagined failures.

In the context of recovery he will either self destruct or finally reach out for help when he finds his power is  a punative illusion.  And what can I do, be safe and stay away.  Even at a distance he is casting stones at my competency, my creativity and my light.  In the past my error was to abide by the rule of this tyrant in exchange for calm waters, pretending that the barbs and trips were not so important.  But they were.  Eventually the accumulation was too much.

I want to teach my granchildren how valuable they are.  I want to show them respect and empathy.  I want them to know they are worthy and loved.  I want them to never feel the need to steal the light of another.



Sunday, April 1, 2012

Becoming a Grandmother

I've become a grandmother, like a mother but better.  Because I've learning something over the years,  I can be of service.  I'm calmer than I was 30 years ago, and empathetic to the need for drawing deep into the well of selflessness.

Memories of the hardships of motherhood do not fade away. The body remembers the lack of sleep, the repeditive tasks and the feeling of disconnect from the known world. Today they are providing a platform for my healing as I help my daughter, her husband and child in any way I can.  This is the generational connection that I missed and what a pleaure it is to re-build such an important bridge.

This role of mother and later grandmother is filled equally with responsibility and joy.  I am grateful that I am welcomed and acknowledged for what I contribute. I am humbled.


Friday, March 30, 2012

Brett Dennen






                                                Thanks Sam





Checklist for Going Forward


                                    Leave your baggage behind,
                                   
                                    don't dwell on past sorrows.

                                       Bring a hopeful outlook

                            and trust that your life is as it should be.


                                 Check your judgement of others,

                                        welcome opportunities

                                       and believe in gratitude
                                                           

                                                         
        Be joyous....Be of service.....Be yourself
                                                     
     





                                        

Monday, March 26, 2012

Checklist for Leaving




Checklist for Nons Escaping from Oz

BEFORE YOU LEAVE
1. Start a private bank account in a bank that your SO doesn't use and put money in it.
2. Rent a post office box and forward your mail to it.
3. Have a safe place to stay, preferably where your partner won't easily find you.
4. Reconnect with responsible and supportive friends and family who were pushed away during your relationship with your partner.
5. Make copies of important documents that you will need:
- Bank/Credit Card records
- Telephone records
- past tax return copies, bills, financial records etc.
- educational and medical records for the children
6. Put the following in a secure location:
- your credit/debit/atm cards
- wedding/birth certificates,
- passports
- photographs and family treasures that you want to keep
7. Important records concerning your SO
- Driver license, License plate #
- Social Security #

WHEN YOU LEAVE
1. Have a bag in the car with:
clothes, medications & toiletries, spare keys etc.
2. Close all joint bank accounts, credit cards etc immediately.
3. Make sure your mail is being re-routed to your new location.
4. Don't tell BPD you are leaving until you are on the way to the safe place. Use a pay phone on the way, preferably not at your destination city. Do not use the telephone at the safe place as this will show on Caller ID.

LATER
Stay away!
Let the answering machine do the talking for you.
Bring backup when you go to collect your things. Don't let yourself be alone with your SO. Police and/or Sheriff are willing go with you in nearly every city.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

My Favorite Band of All Time/Saw Doctors

Bumps in the Road

Today I hit a bump in the road.  Feelings of revenge and spitefulness breezed by me and wanted to take up residence!  I am breathing through the wounded parts of me that invite these feelings, knowing that it is through acceptance that I will have the best journey.  I had to reach out to be reminded.


I am grateful for others who have been on my path and who are there to lend support with a reminder to be who I am, instead of the egoist who waits opportunistically.


                                                       Thanks DianeW





Thursday, March 22, 2012

Fantasy and Planning in Abuse

I came across a revealing description of the cycle of abuse today. I have posted about this in the past, but this description contained something that I hadn't seen before, a FANTASY and PLANNING component.
I highlighted this in the text below so you can see how it works in the cycle.


The reason I find it so interesting is that is helps to explain the "blaming" that abusers are so good at. Behind the blaming is the fantasy that they must create to justify their behavior. This is also related to the "projecting" that they automatically employ to cover up their own bad feelings about themselves. It's a complex stew and one that only they can undo.

If you are a partner of an abuser I can only tell you to take the focus off him and put it on you. You sphere of influence is very limited and if you do not create your own authentic autonomous life, you will likely believe the lies they tell you and the demeaning way you are treated. Abusers are successful partly because as a defensive response to abuse, women isolate. The isolation is key to their tactic. Move beyond his reach and into the community of family and friends, interests and healthy activities, which will validate your worth and help to remind you of what is normal.



The cycle of violence in domestic abuse 
Domestic abuse falls into a common pattern, or cycle of violence: 
Abuse – Your abusive partner lashes out with aggressive, belittling, or violent behavior. The abuse is a power play designed to show you "who is boss." Guilt – After abusing you, your partner feels guilt, but not over what he's done. He’s more worried about the possibility of being caught and facing consequences for his abusive behavior. 
"Normal" behavior — The abuser does everything he can to regain control and keep the victim in the relationship. He may act as if nothing has happened, or he may turn on the charm. This peaceful honeymoon phase may give the victim hope that the abuser has really changed this time. Fantasy and planning – Your abuser begins to fantasize about abusing you again. He spends a lot of time thinking about what you’ve done wrong and how he'll make you pay. Then he makes a plan for turning the fantasy of abuse into reality. Set-up – Your abuser sets you up and puts his plan in motion, creating a situation where he can justify abusing you. 

www.helpguide.org/mental/domestic_violence_abuse_types_signs_causes_effects.htm

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

What I Didn't Loose

I worked an exercise that asked me to list the things I lost in my relationship with my addicted partner and then to burn or otherwise "let go" of each one.  I used my shredder!  The interesting part of this was that when making my list I had to think about what really was lost.

At the top of my list was "partnership".  I lost the dream I had of living through the trials of a long life, in partnership, and being able to look back and say "we made it', together.  There were other things I lost like the sense of being supported and cared for.  I also lost a lot of sleep.

There were two things I put on the list which I later crossed out, Happiness and Spirituality.  Those things were not lost by my abuser's behavior.  Happiness and spirituality are mine to loose, and I did not.  I didn't loose my gratitude either although it was sometimes not easy to muster.

All in all I have gained by my decision to reclaim my autonomy and heal from the havoc.  In the process I "graduated" from trauma therapy.  It was very satisfying to know that I identified and adressed the traumatic wounds that led me there.  I know I can face my fears and get better.  I don't have to remain victimized by my experience.  Having said that I want to emphasize that I work continually to admit and then"let go" of my injuries, putting in perspective the damage done and the life of possibilities that was always waiting for me.

It's possible to heal.  Give yourself time and never give up.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Old Man and His Horse


Once there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before - such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength.

People offered fabulous prices for the steed, but the old man always refused. "This horse is not a horse to me," he would tell them. "It is a person. How could you sell a person? He is a friend, not a possession. How could you sell a friend." The man was poor and the temptation was great. But he never sold the horse.

One morning he found that the horse was not in his stable. All the village came to see him. "You old fool," they scoffed, "we told you that someone would steal your horse. We warned you that you would be robbed. You are so poor. How could you ever protect such a valuable animal? It would have been better to have sold him. You could have gotten whatever price you wanted. No amount would have been too high. Now the horse is gone and you've been cursed with misfortune."

The old man responded, "Don't speak too quickly. Say only that the horse is not in the stable. That is all we know; the rest is judgment. If I've been cursed or not, how can you know? How can you judge?"

The people contested, "Don't make us out to be fools! We may not be philosophers, but great philosophy is not needed. The simple fact that your horse is gone is a curse."

The old man spoke again. "All I know is that the stable is empty, and the horse is gone. The rest I don't know. Whether it be a curse or a blessing, I can't say. All we can see is a fragment. Who can say what will come next?"

The people of the village laughed. They thought that the man was crazy. They had always thought he was a fool; if he wasn't, he would have sold the horse and lived off the money. But instead, he was a poor woodcutter, and old man still cutting firewood and dragging it out of the forest and selling it. He lived hand to mouth in the misery of poverty. Now he had proven that he was, indeed, a fool.

After fifteen days, the horse returned. He hadn't been stolen; he had run away into the forest. Not only had he returned, he had brought a dozen wild horses with him. Once again, the village people gathered around the woodcutter and spoke. "Old man, you were right and we were wrong. What we thought was a curse was a blessing. Please forgive us."

The man responded, "Once again, you go too far. Say only that the horse is back. State only that a dozen horses returned with him, but don't judge. How do you know if this is a blessing or not? You see only a fragment. Unless you know the whole story, how can you judge? You read only one page of a book. Can you judge the whole book? You read only one word of one phrase. Can you understand the entire phrase?"

"Life is so vast, yet you judge all of life with one page or one word. All you have is one fragment! Don't say that this is a blessing. No one knows. I am content with what I know. I am not perturbed by what I don't."

"Maybe the old man is right," they said to one another. So they said little. But down deep, they knew he was wrong. They knew it was a blessing. Twelve wild horses had returned. With a little work, the animals could be broken and trained and sold for much money.

The old man had a son, an only son. The young man began to break the wild horses. After a few days, he fell from one of the horses and broke both legs. Once again the villagers gathered around the old man and cast their judgments.

"You were right," they said. "You proved you were right. The dozen horses were not a blessing. They were a curse. Your only son has broken both his legs, and now in your old age you have no one to help you. Now you are poorer than ever."

The old man spoke again. "You people are obsessed with judging. Don't go so far. Say only that my son broke his legs. Who knows if it is a blessing or a curse? No one knows. We only have a fragment. Life comes in fragments."

It so happened that a few weeks later the country engaged in war against a neighboring country. All the young men of the village were required to join the army. Only the son of the old man was excluded, because he was injured. Once again the people gathered around the old man, crying and screaming because their sons had been taken. There was little chance that they would return. The enemy was strong, and the war would be a losing struggle. They would never see their sons again.

"You were right, old man," They wept. "God knows you were right. This proves it. Your son's accident was a blessing. His legs may be broken, but at least he is with you. Our sons are gone forever."

The old man spoke again. "It is impossible to talk with you. You always draw conclusions. No one knows. Say only this. Your sons had to go to war, and mine did not. No one knows if it is a blessing or a curse. No one is wise enough to know. Only God knows."

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

To My Old Master


In August of 1865, a Colonel P.H. Anderson of Big Spring, Tennessee, wrote to his former slave, Jourdan Anderson, and requested that he come back to work on his farm. Jourdan — who, since being emancipated, had moved to Ohio, found paid work, and was now supporting his family — responded spectacularly by way of the letter seen below (a letter which, according tonewspapers at the time, he dictated).

Rather than quote the numerous highlights in this letter, I'll simply leave you to enjoy it. Do make sure you read to the end.

(Source: The Freedmen's Book; Image: A group of escaped slaves in Virginia in 1862, courtesy of the Library of Congress.)

Dayton, Ohio,

August 7, 1865

To My Old Master, Colonel P.H. Anderson, Big Spring, Tennessee

Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin's to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, and see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me that Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance.

I want to know particularly what the good chance is you propose to give me. I am doing tolerably well here. I get twenty-five dollars a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy,—the folks call her Mrs. Anderson,—and the children—Milly, Jane, and Grundy—go to school and are learning well. The teacher says Grundy has a head for a preacher. They go to Sunday school, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated. Sometimes we overhear others saying, "Them colored people were slaves" down in Tennessee. The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks; but I tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Colonel Anderson. Many darkeys would have been proud, as I used to be, to call you master. Now if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again.

As to my freedom, which you say I can have, there is nothing to be gained on that score, as I got my free papers in 1864 from the Provost-Marshal-General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you were disposed to treat us justly and kindly; and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice and friendship in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty-two years, and Mandy twenty years. At twenty-five dollars a month for me, and two dollars a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to eleven thousand six hundred and eighty dollars. Add to this the interest for the time our wages have been kept back, and deduct what you paid for our clothing, and three doctor's visits to me, and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money by Adams's Express, in care of V. Winters, Esq., Dayton, Ohio. If you fail to pay us for faithful labors in the past, we can have little faith in your promises in the future. We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night; but in Tennessee there was never any pay-day for the negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer of his hire.

In answering this letter, please state if there would be any safety for my Milly and Jane, who are now grown up, and both good-looking girls. You know how it was with poor Matilda and Catherine. I would rather stay here and starve—and die, if it come to that—than have my girls brought to shame by the violence and wickedness of their young masters. You will also please state if there has been any schools opened for the colored children in your neighborhood. The great desire of my life now is to give my children an education, and have them form virtuous habits.

Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.

From your old servant,

Jourdon Anderson.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Patrick F. Fageb, Ph.D./Findings on Marriage and Pornography

Patrick F. Fagan, Ph.D.
EXECUTIVE SUMMARY
Pornography is a visual representation of sexuality which distorts an individual's concept of the nature of conjugal relations. This, in turn, alters both sexual attitudes and behavior. It is a major threat to marriage, to family, to children and to individual happiness. In undermining marriage it is one of the factors in undermining social stability.
Social scientists, clinical psychologists, and biologists have begun to clarify some of the social and psychological effects, and neurologists are beginning to delineate the biological mechanisms through which pornography produces its powerful negative effects.
KEY FINDINGS ON THE EFFECTS OF PORNOGRAPHY
THE FAMILY AND PORNOGRAPHY
  • Married men who are involved in pornography feel less satisfied with their conjugal relations and less emotionally attached to their wives. Wives notice and are upset by the difference.
  • Pornography use is a pathway to infidelity and divorce, and is frequently a major factor in these family disasters.
  • Among couples affected by one spouse's addiction, two-thirds experience a loss of interest in sexual intercourse.
  • Both spouses perceive pornography viewing as tantamount to infidelity.
  • Pornography viewing leads to a loss of interest in good family relations.
THE INDIVIDUAL AND PORNOGRAPHY
  • Pornography is addictive, and neuroscientists are beginning to map the biological substrate of this addiction.
  • Users tend to become desensitized to the type of pornorgraphy they use, become bored with it, and then seek more perverse forms of pornography.
  • Men who view pornography regularly have a higher tolerance for abnormal sexuality, including rape, sexual aggression, and sexual promiscuity.
  • Prolonged consumption of pornography by men produces stronger notions of women as commodities or as "sex objects."
  • Pornography engenders greater sexual permissiveness, which in turn leads to a greater risk of out-of-wedlock births and STDs. These, in turn, lead to still more weaknesses and debilities.
  • Child-sex offenders are more likely to view pornography regularly or to be involved in its distribution.
OTHER EFFECTS OF PORNOGRAPHY
  • Many adolescents who view pornography initially feel shame, diminished self-confidence, and sexual uncertainty, but these feelings quickly shift to unadulterated enjoyment with regular viewing.
  • The presence of sexually oriented businesses significantly harms the surrounding community, leading to increases in crime and decreases in property values.
  • The main defenses against pornography are close family life, a good marriage and good relations between parents and children, coupled with deliberate parental monitoring of Internet use. Traditionally, government has kept a tight lid on sexual traffic and businesses, but in matters of pornography that has waned almost completely, except where child pornography is concerned. Given the massive, deleterious individual, marital, family, and social effects of pornography, it is time for citizens, communities, and government to reconsider their laissez-faire approach.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Defending My Honor

 Tonight I have decided to defend myself.

This week I found a journal from 5 years ago in which I had written notes from Patricia Evan's books on Verbal Abuse.  She writes about the ways in which women can stand up for themselves when they are verbally abused.

My notes were as follows:

Withholding: The purposeful silent treatment, when this happens leave the room stating "I am very bored with your company".

Countering: Verbal Abusers refute what they misconstrue you to have said, say in response "STOP!", "Look at my lips", then repeat the original statement.  Or, calmly and emphatically say "So you say". then leave the room.

Discounting: Verbal Abusers give the message that your feelings and experiences are wrong.  Don't ask why he said that, instead say "Stop that kind of talk right now".  Respond with outrage or say "You don't know what you are talking about!".

Accusation and Blame: Verbal Abusers blame and accuse the people the abuse. Reply by saying "Don't talk to me like that!" Do Not Explain, say "I think you know better than that!"

Judging and Criticism: Verbal Abusers lie about ones personal qualities and performance, they are meant to be blows to the self esteem.  Respond by saying "I don't accept that!" or " Do you hear yourself, cut out the criticism!".

Threatening: When threatened by a Verbal Abuser say "Stop threatening me". or "Don't bother me with those threats".

You probably can't imagine saying things like this to your partner, unless like me you have married an abuser and you are exhausted from the slings and arrows of his behavior.  In the 5 years since I first became aware of what my life had become I did try to say these things in response.  More often than not  his verbal abuse escalated. A few times he was stunned and walked away, but he always returned in the morning with another more seductive approach to get what he wanted. Like every other effort I made with the assistance of professionals and books on the subject, the results were very short lived.

Today I am in the final chapter of my marriage, divorce.  The abuse now continues through the proxy of his attorney whose dour face and indignant glances reflect his desires.  I am standing firm for the truth of my experience and defending myself in the face of what I could not do alone.



Friday, January 6, 2012

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.


Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Infidelity: Not a Pretty Picture/ Kay Rutherford

The following is an excerpt from an article about infidelity. As I was reading it I kept seeing words that I know, words that I use a lot. Words that are now all too familiar to me  CONTROL  POWER  WOMEN .  I see them put together EXPLOITATION INFIDELITY TRAUMA  often. They jumped off the page ABUSE DECEPTION.  They have become my life LIES DEGREDATION SEX.   These are not the words of poetry or of my creative avocation HUMILIATION TRUTH SUBJECTION SICK  They are words that define the existence LOVE ORGASM SHOCK INSOMNIA SELF ESTEEM which gradually became mine RECURRING NIGHTMARES TERROR PAIN  until I no longer recognized my life. PTSD DEPRESSION HURT COMPULSION DISTRESS ABANDONED SHATTERS SECURITY DANGER GRIEF DEAD FEELINGS VICTIM BATTERED RAGE VERBAL SPIRITUAL CHRONIC DANGEROUS ADDICTION EXPOSE.

Kay Rutherford has a PhD in Counselor Education and teaches Racial Ethnics and Abnormal Psychology at Viterbo University. She also counsels at a private agency. Dr. Rutherford's special areas of research and consultation are in infidelity, holistic therapies, wellness, humor, and the healing emotions.

Infidelity: Not a Pretty Picture
Kay Rutherford, PhD, LPC, NCC, RN 

Women are often controlled by men and very few societies exhibit an equalitarian relationship. One paramount way in which men control women is through sex and sexual power. Physician Bleier, a professor of neurophysiology and Women Studies (1984) emphasized, "It is precisely because sexuality is so charged for women with psychic and emotional significance…that it is so powerful a weapon for the social control of women." As slaves, concubines, and one of multiple wives, women 


Women are often controlled by men and very few societies exhibit an equalitarian relationship. One paramount way in which men control women is through sex and sexual power. Physician Bleier, a professor of neurophysiology and Women Studies (1984) emphasized, "It is precisely because sexuality is so charged for women with psychic and emotional significance…that it is so powerful a weapon for the social control of women." As slaves, concubines, and one of multiple wives, women are viewed as less than. This practice of viewing females as flawed or diseased is seen in childbirth, birth control, hormone replacement, abortion, or menopause. Often medicine (including the crooning brunette advertising Cialis on TV) is about women living and medicating to satisfy men's needs. It is much about control. Our courts and legal system place men at the head of the family and it is often the women’s job to stay within the family as the man sees fit, regardless of what he does. Bassoff (1991) tells us that “sexual exploitation of girls is a longstanding tradition” and so it is with infidelity…in American and in SubSaharan Africa…

Infidelity is a patriarchal way of controlling women. My work with infideled clients is very sad and thus, I share what I have professionally and personally learned: the basic premises of infidelity, the resultant trauma symptoms, infidelity’s abusive patterns, the societal acceptance of infidelity, and suggestions for counselors who work with infideled clients. My research is substantiated with interviews, an extensive bibliography selection, a trip to SubSaharan Africa and the results of a recent Women Studies class. In each section I compare the patriarchal control of women in America with that of SubSaharan Africa and the growing AIDS problems. As I tell my clients…there is almost always more to the story and it is usually not a pretty picture.

I first list the basic premises of infidelity, its unexpectedness, non-simplicity, and its seduction, deception and trauma. I speak as a woman, and in the female voice.


Premises of Infidelity

Most people who are in a mental and physical relationship expect their partner to be in love with them, meaning faithful in spirit and in body. Infidelity is not expected.

There is nothing simple about infidelity. It is a planned experience entailing a mindset of patterns. The unfaithful knows what he is doing and allows it to happen. Often the infidel wants a simple life-to have sex easily and without responsibility-and though this may be viewed as simple for him-"It just happened"-it is not simple for those he has involved.

Seduction is an active plan with massive deception, including the infidelity and the subsequent lying. "Sex is the most seductive possessing way to exert power and control and the most effective and abusive way to control women psychologically, physically, with degradation and humiliation, and her subjection to a man," says Bleier.

"Our body feels deception," author Harriet Lerner (1993) shares. The infideled feels that something is not right, something has gone astray. Often the betrayer and the betrayed will get physically sick as their bodies seek the truth. The infidel cannot relate to his partner in a sincere way at this time and the infideled often can do no right.  The betrayed’s body will signal her if she lets it, e.g., it responds in unusual ways, by not wanting to make love, not being able to orgasm, or being unable to fall asleep next to him, etc. Infidelity creates a traumatic situation and I define it as follows…


PTSD-Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

PTSD trauma symptoms often result for the victim of infidelity and Glass and Wright agree in their work Reconstructing Marriages after the Trauma of Infidelity (1997). The victim is often in shock with incessant, recurring thoughts of her partner with another. She will often lose weight, become a detective sleuthing for details, suffer from insomnia, and experience extreme loss of self-esteem. She may become manic and disorganized since she cannot face her terror or pain.

One seventy-six year-old client of mine told her ex-husband, when he finally apologized for his philandering twenty-five years previously, "I still have nightmares." Yes, this is PTSD. Her symptoms parallel those of other types of abuse…

I call this post-infidelity time Bloody Sundays and Hillary Rodham Clinton describes her bloody August when she and the world found out about Bill’s betrayals.

I feel it is very important for the infidelity victim to know that she can "be real” at this point, to "hurt so good" as a sobbing frump (my personal terms as to how I felt when it happened to me). Grief is necessary. She may feel as though her soul has been stolen, stopped dead, and frozen in its tracks. Bloomfield, et. al. (1976), list the following to express these feelings in their book How to Survive the Loss of a Love:

     This longing may shorten my life.

     He asked if seeing him was a drain.

     Seeing him is not a drain. It's a sewer.

"The pain center of the brain responds to the shock and distress of a rejected lover's broken heart like it does with physical pain. Our body becomes physically distressed when abandoned at the loss of a love affair. Personal rejection, especially one with a connotation of shame, inferiority, or failure in the eyes of others is especially potent and an unwilling separation initiated by another doubles the chance of developing depression (Eisenberger, 2003).

One of my clients put his right hand over his heart and lamented, “I was so lonely I could feel physical pain from my hurting heart.” I believe him.

Starting over seems too big a task and often the victim feels as though she cannot live without her once-true other. Infidelity shatters her assumptions of what her life once held true. The one who was her security is now her source of danger. When safety is threatened, we have abuse…


Infidelity Is Abuse

Infidelity is abuse because the characteristics of the unfaithful are like those of a batterer and the symptoms of the victim are like those of the battered. Sitting in on battered women’s groups, I heard the same things-women wanting to go back, full of anger and rage, saying they'd rather be beaten than wonder where their partner was sleeping at night.

The infidel has a sense of narcissistic entitlement exhibiting a pattern of behaviors that encompass more than just "the incident." The damage he causes-to partner/s, children, family-never seems to hit home for him. He continues to blame her, something, or someone. He feels his actions are not his fault. He uses phrases that absolve him of responsibility and portrays innocence, "I'm holding her but loving you," "She came on to me," or "I need to have my needs met." In actuality, it is all about him. He can only go to his own hurt, not others’. Some feel that infidelity is caused by sexual compulsion…

I recently heard a police psychologist refer to a client's sexual addiction as self-soothing behaviors-a definite euphemism for dangerous acts which expose victims to much physical, psychological, emotional, verbal and spiritual abuse. "Chronic infidelity is abuse," therapist Bancroft (2002) reminds us (I say any infidelity is abuse), and “twenty-five percent of abusive men cheat on their partners."

Jennifer and Burt Schneider (1991) say the sexually addicted person  numbs out with sex, blames his partner when she is not sexually satisfied, and his bedroom is usually "a nightmare" for he will not let her sleep until his needs are satisfied. Bancroft disagrees with the label sexual addiction and tells us, "Infidelity is not sexual addiction or compulsion, it is sexual abuse.”

Rescue Me

My assignment is to imagine that I am to rescue myself? How can I best do this?  I'm very good at rescuing.  I'd like to stage a full scale technicolor rescue, of myself.

I'll need a battle plan, ammunition, troops and a fearless leader (that's me).  This will certainly entail succeeding at some messy missions. I'll choose carefully those who are my allies.  I'll need to lead my troops with a stone faced determination and intelligence.  My goal is to love myself enough to keep the faith against the enemy, my own inner enemy.

Courtesy, Integrity and Indomitable Spirit will be my guide.  I'll get knocked down, but I'll get up again.





I saw the boys playing war games.  
I never learned nor taught my daughter the same.

Can I succeed by another approach, offensive yet humane?

Lies in the Courtroom

This is a very difficult post to write.   Part of me knows that people lie, even in courtrooms and maybe especially in courtrooms. Yet another part of me feels injured by these lies, conjured no doubt for the best effect on the stage that a courtroom is.

To untangle a lie in a courtroom is like undoing a knot in a very fine chain.  It takes patience and belief that it can be done.  But unlike undoing a chain, dismantling a lie in a courtroom takes lots and lots of money and manpower. These courtroom games are also a horse race because the battle is finite and not all lies can be addressed.  So we choose which lies are important to expose.  It's not a game for the weak willed.

The lies that are told to my children will be exposed over time and I can wait. I can love them while I wait. Their experience will one day match mine and before my life is gone, they will know for themselves.  This I do have confidence in.

The lies in the courtroom do not wait for the experience of the judge, there simply isn't enough time.  My injured self (ego) gets a good challenge there.  I am stretching my maturity as far as I know how and saying a small prayer that we choose the right lies to uncover and let the rest to rest.

                 "Karma Wash"at the Blueberry Patch

Monday, January 2, 2012

Welcoming The New Year

I don't often make NewYear's resolutions mostly because I don't want to dissapoint myself by failing to keep them but this year I made one.  I'll let you know if I'm successful!  Did you make one?

Something I've been thinking alot about lately is the myth of the the Knight in Shining Armour.  I know I've had a history of rescuing others and I wonder if my own desire to be rescued is tied to that.  Strangely,  I don't feel I've ever actually been resuced and yet the desire persists.

Part of it I know is my wish to be relieved of responsibilities and be child-like.  We all have a bit of that I think.  I wanted to be resuced when my burdons feel too heavy.

What I am discovering is that I must rescue myself.  I must be the one who cares unconditionally about my welfare and I must act on my own behalf.  As long as I am conscious, it is my job to care for myself.   I don't want to fully believe it. I am clutching to  the fantasy that I can return to a child-like state and be cared for, protected and lovingly embraced. Is giving this up part of the maturation process?  Is the process of becoming one of total self reliance where we finally give up our infantile needs?


Another idea I have been thinking about is my desire to one day be truly loved by a partner. I did not have that experience in my long marriage, not as I understand it to be. (If I did have it I'd still be married.) Loving is the result of conscious intention over time.  It survives the daily grind and overcomes the pettiness of ego.  Fragile as it may feel, love is an anchor.  I hope I live long enough to say that I have been truly loved, cherished and honored by another, not my child, not my parent, not a sibling but an intimate "other".  Is there a place in a truly loving partnership where we can spend a moment in a child like womb and be fully protected by another.  I hope so.