The Drama Review (February 16, 2018)
Dear sanity-questioning readers,
I won’t bore you with details but I’ve rented cars from three different car rental companies in the last two weeks. My Honda was in the middle of a six-car pile-up so it’s been in the shop getting repaired. The repairs took longer than expected so I called the rental company to extend my lease for a couple of days.
When the lady asked me for my rental agreement number, I couldn’t give it to her because I’d left the contract at home. She said, “No problem, we’ll just look it up by your name.”
Couldn’t find it.
“No problem, we’ll look it up by your driver’s license number.”
Couldn’t find it.
“No problem, we’ll look it up by the number attached to your car key.”
Couldn’t find it.
She then said, “Are you sure you rented from us?”
I have to admit, for a brief moment, I had to think about that. I had rented from three different companies in the last two weeks, after all, so maybe I’d called the wrong place. I thought, “I’m absolutely certain I rented from them but . . . maybe I didn’t. Am I crazy?”
When I later called back with the actual contract number, they found it. But for a period of time, I was questioning my sanity. Oh, I didn’t really think I was insane but I was wondering if there might not be a few bats in my belfry.
A day or so later, I read a Washington Post column written by Colbie Holderness, the first wife of former White House staff secretary Rob Porter who resigned recently in the wake of spousal abuse allegations. He’s denied those allegations but she was responding to public statements made by some who were questioning the veracity of her claims.
I’d like to quote a few segments of her article and make some comments along the way. I had briefly questioned my sanity for benign reasons. This lady had questioned her sanity for reasons far more malignant. (Note: she references Willoughby who was Porter’s second wife, Jennifer Willoughby.)
Recognizing and surviving in an abusive relationship take strength. The abuse can be terrifying, life-threatening and almost constant. Or it can ebb and flow, with no violence for long periods. It’s often the subtler forms of abuse that inflict serious, persistent damage while making it hard for the victim to see the situation clearly.
The “subtler forms of abuse” are those that get missed, dismissed, or overlooked by casual observers. The subtler forms don’t produce visible bruises but leave welts on your self-esteem or cause you to question your sanity.
For me, living in constant fear of Rob’s anger and being subjected to his degrading tirades for years chipped away at my independence and sense of self-worth. I walked away from that relationship a shell of the person I was when I went into it, but it took me a long time to realize the toll that his behavior was taking on me.
As we’ve discussed before, drama relationships require drama participation. And to participate in a drama, you must stop being who you really are. You’re obligated to exchange the real-you for the role-you. You become a mere “shell” of the person you once were.
Telling others about the abuse takes strength. Talking to family, friends, clergy, counselors and, later, the FBI, I would often find myself struggling to find the words to convey an adequate picture of the situation. When Rob’s now ex-girlfriend reached out to both Willoughby and me, she described her relationship in terms we each found familiar, immediately following up her description with “Am I crazy?” Boy, I could identify with that question.
That unanswered question, “Am I crazy?” is rather unsettling, is it not? It’d be nice if craziness could be determined by one of those walk-in clinic nasal swabs, like the kind that indicates whether or not you have the flu. People in abusive relationships commonly feel crazy. So, it’s sanity-anchoring to connect with someone who’s shared your experience, who’s been where you’ve been. It gives you a way to realize, “Okay, it’s not just me. I’m not crazy.”
Then there is the just-as-serious issue of being believed and supported by those you choose to tell. Sometimes people don’t believe you. Sometimes they have difficulty truly understanding what you are trying to tell them.
Outside relationships provide much needed reference points for our sanity. One of the worst experiences in life is to tell your abuse story and be disbelieved or minimized. Conversely, the experience of being heard and believed is validating and liberating. The fear of disbelief can keep abuse victims locked in prisons of silence—sometimes for years.
Victims are often with their abusers for long periods of time. They marry them, become financially intertwined with them, have children with them. There are many reasons people find it difficult to leave. The bottom line is, it takes strength to pull yourself away and start over.
Being strong — with excellent instincts and loyalty and smarts — does not inoculate a person against abuse. It doesn’t prevent her from entering into a relationship with an abuser. Abuse often doesn’t manifest itself early on — only later, when you’re in deep and behind closed doors.
Abuse comes in many forms. It is visited on the poor and the rich, the least educated and the most, people with a strong and deep network of friends and family and those without a support structure. And an abusive nature is certainly not something most colleagues are able to spot in a professional setting, especially if they are blinded by a stellar résumé and background.
Explaining abuse and its lingering effects can be a daunting and frustrating task. But I thought this lady did it very well. So, I wanted to pass her words on to you.
I am a licensed therapist and I work with both the abusers and the victims of domestic violence. I run separate therapy groups on different evenings. Your article couldn’t be more accurate. Thank you for posting this valuable information. In the wake of the “Me too” movement, we need more men not just believing the victims, but advocating for them. As Fox Mulder states, “The Truth is out there!”. Let’s bring it to the table.
Very helpful comments, Diana. I appreciate your feedback.
I think there should be a course in high school on toxic people and abuse. Hopefully more people can tell their stories and move on and away from these extremely toxic people by finding someone who believes in them. We need each other.
This sure rings true. My first marriage (17 1/2 years) was very abusive. It was the hidden kind, mental, psychological. No bruises to show. When I finally got the strength to leave I was an absolute empty shell. But praise God, He has healed me in so many areas. I am starting a ministry at my church for abused women. God definitely uses our wounds and scars to help others.
I appreciate your candor, Sue. I’m thrilled to hear that good is coming out of bad.
Thank you Dr. Godwin. Your introductory anecdote was so appropriate — so similar to the hidden methods of emotional manipulation that can be used. “Making it hard for the victim to see the situation clearly” is so accurate too. I am a psychotherapist and focus a lot of my work on helping clients develop the ability to see things clearly, as sometimes it’s just so difficult to do this. Your “Drama Reviews” are terrific!
Thanks so much for your kind feedback, Trudi. Your work in helping clients see things more clearly is extremely valuable.