About what happened on May 26. The texts include TA telling a friend later that day that he had been punching the heck out of his brand new punching bag out of sheer frustration.
Frustration. Not fear or panic or anger, if he is accurately expressing how he feels.
I think I can relate. Please, no need to reply to the personal aspect of the following.
It took me close to 45 years to realize that my mother is a full blown narcissist, and from what I've learned here, very likely has borderline personality disorder.
Why it took so long to understand that is a direct result of the damage caused by her mental illness, which is why I think I feel such deep empathy for Travis, and why I understand why he simply couldn't see JA for who she was.
It is telling to me that TA experienced her lies as psychological torture. He found her constant lying literally unbearable. What he was begging her to do on May 26 was to stop tormenting him with her lies, that he could tolerate anything else she did to try to destroy him, but not the lies. I completely understand that feeling.
There is IMO very little that is more damaging, more excruciating, than being made to question one's own perception of reality. Being told over and over that what is clearly white is actually black is crazy-making UNLESS one decides at an unconscious level to simply submit and accept that white is black.
That's the first step, though, towards "giving" the tormenter complete control, which of course is the tormenter's objective. There is less and less possibility of reclaiming oneself after white is black, because once white is black it becomes less and less possible to trust one's feelings or perceptions. After white is black comes hostility is concern, self doubt is healthy introspection, forgiving the tormentor is the only acceptable form of love.
Once white is black and one cannot trust one's own feelings or perceptions, one is constantly off balance. Ironically, the only relief from feeling this special flavor of confusion and profound unease comes from the tormentor reinforcing white really IS black.
Until that sickening feeling in the pit of one's stomach returns again, that something, something just beyond reach that has no name, is WRONG.
After not very long that thing that can't be named becomes oneself, which is very much what I think happened to Travis. I'd love to see his texts before he met JA. I have a feeling he needed less validation of everything he felt.
I call seeking that validation "reality testing." I still do it, because even after coming to terms with the fact one was tormented, and even after understanding the dynamics of that torment, it is often enough very difficult to trust one's belief that white really is white, and has been white all along.
Denying Travis the truth of his own perceptions I think was especially painful to him (as she knew) because it was so incredibly important to him personally and spiritually to believe the best about others, and to want to develop the best in himself.
One especially cruel torment she inflicted upon him almost daily for the entire time she knew him was to essentially force him to choose whether to believe in and trust himself, or to capitulate and believe in and trust her, entirely at the cost of himself ("you've destroyed me from the inside out").
Viewed for a moment from that perspective alone, I see May 26 as Travis fighting to reclaim himself and his sanity. It was only when that



refused to stop lying to him that Travis let loose with extreme anger.
I've always thought his anger was completely justifiable- now I see it as perhaps the only form of self-defense left to him. Perhaps it felt in one sense to him like an exorcism of sorts, that the only way to expel the demon inside him was to forcibly drive away the tormentor who had planted it there and fed it.