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DARVO stands for "Deny, Attack, and Reverse Victim and Offender," a concept often used in the discussion of narcissistic abuse and other forms of emotional manipulation. It was formulated by Jennifer J. Freyd, a professor of psychology at the University of Oregon, as a way to understand the reactions of perpetrators when they are confronted or held accountable for their actions. In a DARVO situation, the perpetrator denies the behavior, attacks the individual doing the confronting, and then reverses the roles of victim and offender, positioning themselves as the wronged party and the actual victim as the perpetrator.
The DARVO response is a classic tactic to confuse the accuser and other people involved, often making it difficult for the victim to get the emotional or legal support they may need. The tactic is often effective because it puts the accuser on the defensive, thereby diverting attention away from the original issue. This manipulative strategy can be highly damaging, as it fosters self-doubt, guilt, and confusion in the victim, making it even more difficult for them to speak out or seek help.
-----Beyond here be dragons-----On Friday, December 30th, 2016, Michael Corning and his then-fiancé Cynthia White visited me at my home with the intent of spending a few days together over the holidays while my wife was in the US visiting family. At some point in the late afternoon or early evening, the three of us decided to have some sexual activity together. (To clarify, this was something that we had done on previous occasions, with my wife’s knowledge and permission.) Despite my repeatedly telling him that I wasn't interested in men, Michael had been pressuring me to allow him to do some stuff to me. On this occasion, I reluctantly agreed to allow him to try a couple things, but strictly on the conditions that Cynthia was taking an active role as well, and that I was tied up and blindfolded so I wouldn’t be able to tell who was doing what, and could at least pretend that it was just her. We entered the main bedroom together, and the two of them proceeded to fasten my wrists and ankles to the bed with ropes and cuffs. As Michael was putting the blindfold on me, Cynthia abruptly got up, and the last thing I saw before the blindfold was put in place was her waving to both of us, saying “bye-bye, have fun you two” and leaving the room, closing the door behind her. I almost immediately asked “Hey, where’s she going?”, and when I didn’t get a response, followed with “This wasn’t the deal!” a few moments later. It was at this point that it became clear to me that Michael was going to continue anyway.
I will skip the details.
During this, I struggled against the ropes and repeatedly told him that it was hurting and pleaded with him to stop and let me go, but nothing I said or did seemed to make any difference. This continued for what felt like hours but was probably more like fifteen-twenty minutes, until at one point he started to literally choke and gag and moments later vomited all over me. This made him seem to come to his senses a bit, as he finally stopped, apologized, and started to untie me. I told him that I didn’t want to clean up his vomit and insisted that he get a towel and clean me up first. He proceeded to do so, and then untied me. Without bothering to take the blindfold off, I ran from the bedroom to the bathroom, turned on the shower, scrubbed every inch of my skin until it hurt, and then spent the next couple hours lying in the tub with the water pouring over me. At some point, I returned to the bedroom, and locked myself inside, refusing all attempts at communication. I came out sometime during the night, between two or three AM I believe. The spare bedroom door was closed – they had spent the night. Sometime the next morning, they finally managed to coax me out of the bedroom to talk. Somehow, they managed to convince me that I was overreacting and that it was just a misunderstanding. He literally said "Cynthia doesn't have to stay in the room if she doesn't want to!", and telling me I had no right to complain about her doing so. Later, he would twist this around so that my complaining about her leaving the room became me 'raping' her in his head somehow.