In the initial stages of a break up, it’s incredibly difficult to focus on anything but the pain. So early on, our defense mechanisms will likely be, finding a way to distract, or numb ourselves, from such intense feelings. But once the shock has subsided somewhat, and we’re seeing things a little more clearly, it’s important to heal ourselves from the grief energy that we’ve been holding onto.
This is a very difficult process for a lot of people. They don’t want to feel their feelings and some people have gotten very good at bottling theirs up and not dealing with them at all. Time is a factor when dealing with pain, with time emotional pain will lessen, but it doesn’t heal. Only through feeling your feelings and releasing the grief energy, can we do that.
My father has been gone now for a long time. He died when I was 18, time took care of the pain I was feeling, but every time I watch a movie, or see a show that deals with the death of a father I get choked up. When I watch The Lion King I have a hard time keeping it together. I get a pain in my chest, a lump in my throat and I’m focusing all my energy on not crying. The strange thing is – it’s automatic. Anytime I see that dynamic I’m fighting those feelings – why? Because I never dealt with them. I shoved them deep, deep down and distracted myself until it stopped hurting.
“Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know. If we run a hundred miles an hour, to the other end of the continent, in order to get away from the obstacle, we find the very same problem waiting for us when we arrive. It just keeps returning with new names, forms and manifestations.” – Pema Chodron
We are a society that likes to distract ourselves and then we wonder why we keep repeating the same patterns over and over. We drink, take drugs, eat, throw ourselves into things, all in the name of not dealing with our emotions. All we know is that we feel bad and we don’t want to feel bad any more, so we self-medicate. We know that it is only a temporary solution, that as soon as xyz wears off we’ll need to consume more medicine, but we prefer feeling numb, to feeling our feelings. How f’ed up is that?
Somewhere along the way we got the message that being emotional wasn’t okay, that crying, that feeling anything, meant that we were weak. So we learned to suppress what we feel.
When I was 16 I experienced a serious emotional trauma. I didn’t want to deal with it, nor did I know how, so I tucked it away in the farthest part of my mind, never to think of it again. Even now, when I try to recall the event, it’s so hazy that I wonder if it ever really happened at all. I had the same problem with recall even a year after it happened – what happened to the memory? Where did it go? How does it affect me now? This is suppression to the extreme, but the mind is such an incredible thing, the full extent of its abilities still eludes our understanding.
We have all experienced events in our life that have hurt us and when we don’t deal with them properly they can turn into future triggers and every time we run into a trigger our nervous system reacts like the trauma is happening all over again. Have you even been in a crowd and from behind you see your ex (the one that hurt you deeply). Your heart starts racing, you feel your emotions soaring to the surface, you feel fear and anxiety – it’s almost a form of Post-Traumatic Stress. You’re trying to figure out what to do – do you run away? Do you confront them? Then they turn around and it’s not them. Or you’re driving in your car and you see the black pickup truck. Your PTS kicks in and as they drive by you realize it’s not their truck and it’s not them. So every time you drive by a black pickup now those feelings are going to come to the surface.
We all have a choice to make. We can walk around trying to avoid all of our triggers, or we can take the steps and heal them, so that they are no longer triggers.
Releasing Your Grief Energy
I’m sure most of us have heard the old adage, “It’s not what happens to you, it’s how you react to it,” by the ancient Greek Philosopher Epictetus. How we deal with traumatic events is an excellent indicator on where we are on the emotional health scale. Do we internalize, do we take responsibility when it isn’t ours, do we minimize, do we rationalize, do we self-medicate, do we ignore what happens to us and suppress our feelings?
The bottom line is – the only way to get past your pain is through it. I’ve read a lot of books, all with varying exercises on how to heal and grieve. I don’t know if all or any of them helped, so I’ve compiled a list of exercises that I personally used to let go of my pain and grief.
I sat alone on the floor of my Livingroom and just allowed myself to feel my feelings: I went toe to toe with my fear, my pain and all of the anguish inside of me. I sat with it. I marinated in it. I allowed myself to just feel and feel everything. It hurt, it was painful. I was really emotional. I cried for the little girl who was made to feel broken and not good enough. I cried for her when she lost her daddy and I cried for her when she kept looking for someone, anyone to love her and no one did. I felt the fear of being completely alone. I let the fear of not being able to make it financially float all around me and through me. What happened? I got comfortable with feeling. I understood at the end of it that I was so much bigger than all of this pain and fear. I knew it didn’t have the power to defeat me. The experience left me feeling empowered and I felt a huge burden being lifted from my shoulders.
I wrote letters: I wrote a letter to my mother, who abused me. I wrote a letter to my ex-Narcissist ,who hurt and abandoned me. I told them exactly how and how much they had hurt me. I told them I was so angry with them for what they had done and that I didn’t deserve what they did to me. I got everything I need to say out and then I burned the letters. The therapy is in the expression, in the release of saying what our broken heart needed to get out. The letter isn’t for them, it’s for us, because we will never get the response, or the closure we need from other people. It’s up to us to give ourselves what we need and writing out, acknowledging and detailing our grief, is a good way of helping us to release it. Burning them was a little ritual that helped me to let it go.
I began to meditate: I had been feeling bad for so long I didn’t even know how to feel good. So I used my imagination. I kept hearing, “Your mind can’t tell if it’s real or not,” so I manufactured the feeling of joy and I sat in a quiet room and relaxed and just felt what joy felt like. I inhaled joy and felt completely relaxed. And through various different exercises I would inhale joy and exhale sadness, sorrow, grief, pain and I would visualize it leaving my body. I would feel so good and relaxed afterwords that I made it a daily routine. It only takes a few minutes and I can do it whenever I want. The difference is now when I inhale joy I exhale joy to all the world. This exercise raises your vibration and sets the tone for your day.
I got creative: I’m not artsy by nature. I can’t draw, or paint, or play an instrument, but I can write. I wrote poetry and I tried my hand at various artistic endeavors. It’s cathartic to express yourself through art. Some of the greatest works have come from this emotional exercise. Creating is empowering and it allows your spirit to work through you.
I prayed: I asked God, the Universe, spirit – whatever you want to call it – I asked it to release me from this burden, from this baggage, from the pain and the hurt. And I asked to be shown how to heal and how to find the right path and a way in which I could help other people.
When we bottle up our emotions and we don’t deal with them, all that does is stall our healing. It puts our grief in a different place, only to have it bubble up as soon as something triggers a memory, a feeling, or a thought that we haven’t released. Releasing our grief energy is one of the most important steps on the way to emotional health – it’s an easy one to bypass, but by doing so, you continue lugging around all of your baggage and you run the risk of having it surface when you least want it to. Instead, do the work, try these exercises, release your grief energy and continue on your path.
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I was raised a good person. But after nine years of being with a narcissist who is also a drug addict, I’m confused about who I am. He physically, emotionally and mentally abused me, at one point he beat me up in front of our little daughter. He spent thousands on his addition and didn’t care about my needs. I know you must be thinking why did I stay in a relationship like this for years, right? Well when things were not so bad, life was actually good. But now that I finally found the strength to leave him I realize that something in me attracted him.
Anyway, this is what I’m struggling with, he somehow found my old WhatsApp chats to my friends where I vented and confided about my painful life with him. Moreover, at some point he broke my spirit so badly I found myself in the comfort of another man. It was a once of thing and I feel bad about it.
Now he’s harassing me about my confidential chats with my friends as well as the affair.
I now find myself troubled and guilt ridden . I know the affair was wrong, but was I wrong to confide in my friends about the sordid details of my relationship?
Someone please help me ease my mind and anguish! My head is spinning with guilt, confusion and fear of what he might do, as he feels talking to my confidants was just me airing his dirty laundry in public to humiliate him, and not me needing support during those difficult times.
Am I as evil as he says I am, or just plain human? Please be honest.
Lynette, my situation is similar to yours, in that I too felt so broken at a point during my marriage, I ended up in the arms of another man. The difference is, the man I was unfaithful with is my Narc, and I fell hard and fast for him. My husband and I got back together and I have learned to forgive myself for my very foolish mistake. No you were not wrong to confide in your friends. A narc is a narc is a narc, and Lord knows I confided in my friends about my troubled marriage (at the time) and about the Narc. They (Narcs) make you crazy and sometimes we do really stupid things because of them. I know my closest friends thought I was nuts but they just couldn’t understand the power and control Narcs have over their victims. Certainly, if your Narc doesn’t feel bad about things he did to you and making your life miserable, you shouldn’t feel bad and beat yourself up over confiding in someone. Thats just another of the many ways Narcs get at us. They truly are sick bastards. You don’t realize it until you’ve been away from them for awhile. Good luck to you. It does get better!
Lynnette, one of the many perks of being a woman is that we talk about our problems with other women. There is nothing wrong with that – whether you are venting, sharing details of your marriage etc, a conversation between you and a friend is between you two. Your Narc invaded your privacy when he read the conversations, and if he became hurt in the process that is on him. If you feel guilty google how to release that as there is nothing to be gained being burdened by guilt – it’s corrosive and prevents you from being the best version of you. You made a mistake by being unfaithful, you would have had your reasons, but as humans we all make mistakes. I bet you forgive others for their mistakes, but don’t extend the same forgiveness to yourself. Learn what you can from your mistakes so you don’t repeat them (not always easy!) as the past can’t be changed. Do cut yourself some slack though as it sounds like your life had a fair bit of drama and conflict in it and it’s difficult to think clearly and make rational sensible choices during turbulence. Good luck x
Tonight I battle with heartache. Just days ago I learned that my N had cheated on me and left me for another. At this time we’ve already been broken up for 6 months, but this information as ripped off the scab. You see, I work with this sicko and its been extremely difficult to escape his grasp. Throughout this time period hes been playing the victim card. “No one cares about me. Im a broken man. I cant be in a relationship, I need to focus on my kids.” Since I’m a woman with a normal loving heart, this pulls me in. It confuses me and makes me overlook the pain hes inflicted and I accept his bad behavior. Its pathetic! When I pull away, he throws tantrums because Im ‘writing him off’ and he bursts into rage. The kind of rage that would resemble a rabid dog– foaming at the mouth, seriously. He follows all of the N characteristics perfectly.
To make matters worse, he’s a drug addict. He smokes weed all day every day (for 18 yrs), drinks alcohol and pops pills on occasion. (I didnt know this when we started dating.) He’s running from a very dark past and he’s managed to weave a complex web of deception. Its like he’s an actor playing a character. Unfortunately I have a hunger to understand it and it often keeps me up at night. You cant make sense out of nonsense–right? I’m a good girl. I dont do drugs and I obey authority. I have fantastic friends and was raised with love from my parents in a nice cookie cutter neighborhood. How did I let this loser take control over me?!?
If that doesnt sounds disfunctional enough, in the time we were dating he also got a DUI and his ex wife slapped a domestic violence charge on him. I picked up this loser from jail and took him to jail in a matter of two months. He of course played the victim and couldnt understand why all these bad things happened to him. He had me tricked into ‘standing by your man’ and that he loved and needed me in order to survive. How could I abandon him (?) –even though I wasnt getting anything out of the relationship.
With typing all of this, I find comfort because I realize that this sounds like a Jerry Springer episode and I wouldnt want anything to do with it. Unfortunately this sicko has beaten down my self esteem so dramatically that Im skeptical of finding someone. I want to take control over my life again! I know hes not sitting around on a Saturday night crying over me!
Please say a prayer for me.
@eldub — Sounds like your guy has enough problems, as is, then add being a Narc on top of that. Speaking from experience, there is nothing you can do to help someone who is dealing with a substance abuse problem, especially alcoholism. If you know he’s not crying over you, then why are you wasting time crying over him? You deserve so much better than someone whose life IS just like a plot line from trashy daytime TV.
Glad to have found this site also. I have been connecting to many other sites. Have been no contact for 10 months. I’m the one who told narc I needed to move on. I was setting boundaries that he didn’t like. He cursed me out horribly, as I had heard many times bf. It wasn’t until this past August, 2015 when I found out he had a new supply. Wow!!! That upset me so badly I can’t describe it. I went to my Christian counseling n she said it hurt so bad bc I had to face the end of a chapter in my life, n b it bad or good u must grieve it. I’ve learned so much more since then n I can’t believe what a phoney lier he was from the beginning. It really hurt me.
After reading these posts for hours, I’m beginning to realize that I have dealt with NARCs my entire life! Brother, husband, boyfriend. Now that I’m dating how the heck do I avoid them? Help!
Still trying to figure out how to release this lifetime of grief I’m holding on to. Lost my Dad at the age of 4, a disconnected mother made me feel like baggage, a 29 year relationship with my narcissist that is ending in a difficult divorce, and so much more. Those r just the highlights. I’m a stuffer, it’s how I make it from day to day. Some days r easy peasy and some days there r so many triggers my anxiety level is through the roof.
Still searching for relief and praying for some closure to these horrible things that live in my memory.
Thanks for letting me know I’m not alone.
WOW
Impressively explained
Something I need to learn and practice
Thank you Savannah
I believe I stayed with my narc because of a fear of abandonment. I had a few counselling visits and my counsellor, after being with me for ten minutes, said you’ve had so much loss in your life; parents, siblings, friends and a husband that thought he could find someone better after twenty four years of marriage. My narc was the first serious relationship after my divorce. I knew so many times throughout the nine years we were together, that it couldn’t work. Yet I stayed and allowed myself to be slowly yet not wholly, destroyed. I now realize that I played a big part in my own unhappiness.
I’ve wanted to find someone else but I don’t have the energy nor a good reason to – yet.
I’m also not sure how one gets over the fear of being abandoned.
I live alone and enjoy doing so but I also enjoy being in a relationship.
I guess I’ll bide my time and wait until I feel secure enough to try again.
Thank you for your writings. I have found them thought provoking and they have help me realize how I got to where I am and how I can improve going forward.
Dear Savannah,
Thank You for this inspiring and timely post. Although this is my first post here, I have been following your words of wisdom for close to two years now. Your knowledge and insight have validated and saved me during some of my darkest days with my break-up, breakdown from my extremely toxic Narc husband.I feel like I know all of you, Nashville, Narc Repellent,Hurtin’ Cowboy, Lola, Free at Last (to name a few) also have helped to catapult me to where I have arrived now–free from the circle of shit and torment of my once Narc relationship.
The day he finally admitted his affair, ( One of many I later came to find, Oh and add having a baby with one of them during the last year of our marriage) my very ill, 96 lb. ass changed the locks on the door. I went as LC as possible, till I packed all his shit and got it out of my house. Then the even harder work began.
Rolling and wallowing in that pain, staying up some nights howling at the moon and writhing on the floor in complete guttural pain. I let it swallow me whole and spit me back out.I began counseling,listened to my Music, journaled madly and cried myself to sleep a lot in the beginning.
Raised by a Narc Mother and an abusive OCD Father, getting rid of the co dependent behavior completely was a task in itself. But I did indeed feel ALL of it, as I knew it was my only path to recovery and healing.
Today I am a different woman. Close to finally divorcing this pond scum, healing my inner child and feeling joy in my daily life again has been a transcending metamorphose. My belief is that we are never done working towards becoming stronger, wiser, more faithful, and less fearful.
I Thank God your blog came in to my life to help me along the way. Forever grateful doesn’t seem like enough to say, but it is the absolute truth.
Blessings to all as we navigate through the mysteries and heartache of this life. To all of you that are in the beginning stages, never give up on yourself and the chance at new life.
Peace and Love to All.
You have no idea how your website has helped me through the most difficult time if my life. I can’t wait until the next email comes to help me cope with the withdrawal of a N that was in my life for 13 yrs. The first 8 years were the best years and he began to change after the death of his father. He was bitter toward his family and mother, which passed away last year, and I seen a difference in his personality. He cheated on me so many times and finally last December when I caught him I told myself I had enough. Yes I grieved for him and wanted to call him but I knew it was for my health and sanity that I had no contact. He quickly latched onto his next victim within days of me walking away. Moved in with her and was talking marriage. That poor woman has no idea what she is in for. To this day my heart aches for the man I fell in love with, the man who made me feel so loved. I still have days where I cry and long to be with him. I have overwhelming jealousy at times but I pray to the good Lord Jesus who put me on the right path and ask him for strength to get me through it. Thank you for your info that I’m sure has helped so many!
Burned but stronger
This is such an important topic. Once past the initial shock and early recovery from the degrading impact of the Ns behaviors, it is some of the most important healing I did.
Melody Beattie in one of the entries in her book “The Language of Letting Go” talks about having feelings that have been frozen so long they suffer from “freezer burn.” I became aware of the fear of abandonment that led me to kowtow to the N. This led me back to the abandonment feelings themselves. Very deep, very early stuff. In thawing it out, unpacking it, I re-experienced all the pain and loneliness. But now as an adult I could feel it without being overwhelmed. I could hold it all in a loving “container.” I also re-experienced a huge amount of grief and loss. One person who loved me unconditionally was my grandmother and when she died I felt very little. I was too good at numbing out then. But after I got rid of the xN, when I reached into the well of grief I was finally able to grieve her loss. It was strange to cry so hard, on and off for days, for someone who had died years before; but also so healing and so freeing. As others have said, once the blockage was removed, the other feelings flowed easily too: joy, passion, anger, you name it.
I used all the techniques you mentioned. As “free at last” says, journaling was (and is) very important. One more I would add is: get into nature. Long walks in the forest or mountains or (especially for me) by the ocean proved incredibly healing to me. There is a power and energy in nature that is hard to put into words but my soul knows it when it feels it. Yours does too. Put yourself in a wild place, put one foot in front of the other. To paraphrase the book/movie: walk, pray, love. It works, it really does.
Hurtin’ [but not nearly as much] Cowboy
Ah, yes, I had never really given the name “triggers” to them, but for years I would suddenly feel anger welling up in me and have no idea where it came from–and then it would be gone–back to the depths where I had buried it for so long. I have worked and worked on grabbing that anger and examining it and seeing where it came from. It has taken years and I’m still not done feeling the anger of the neglected little girl, of the abused wife of a narcissist and the shunned adult daughter. But I am closer. Now I can at least often identify the trigger and follow it back to a former experience that I am angry about. And then feel that anger to the max. And grieve. I am now finding that I also feel joy, something that I had never really felt before. It’s as though by connecting with the anger, it releases the possibility of feeling joy. And it seems so odd that at one moment I can be feeling joy and the next anger. But at least I am feeling them and experiencing them and not stuffing them. As for me, the exercise that helps me perhaps most is journaling, and I have written volumes. I never expect that anyone will be interested enough to read them, but they have really helped me to find myself and my feelings. Neither do I intend to every burn them; for me they are part of my journey and looking back through them helps me at times find the huge contrast of where I am now to where I have been in the past. I think what is important is that each of us find something (or many things) that help us and use them to help us feel those hurt feelings that we have stuffed. Thanks for the great article, Savannah.
Savannah, for me its a white pick up truck. Its going on five months now and because of you, I am recovering. Your comment in the Many Faces of Denial article “Once you know the truth, you have to act accordingly” opened up my mind and helped me move forward. I repeat it to myself often. I practice all of your steps above. My CD has lessened considerably and when it kicks in, I imagine the xN as a wolf in a zoot suit wearing spats and dancing like the idiot he is. I no longer want a hoover from him as his narcissistic behavior is textbook. I realize he is empty and soulless and I deserve so much better. These days, I come first. Thank you so much Savannah. You are an inspiration and help so many people overcome narcissist addiction.