If your new romantic interest exhibits all or most of the following behaviors, be careful. He or she might be a sociopath.
1. Charisma and charm. They’re smooth talkers, always have an answer, never miss a beat. They seem to be very exciting.
2. Enormous ego. They act like the smartest, richest or most successful people around. They may actually come out and tell you that.
3. Overly attentive. They call, text and e-mail constantly. They want to be with you every moment. They resent time you spend with your family and friends.
4. Jekyll and Hyde personality. One minute they love you; the next minute they hate you. Their personality changes like flipping a switch.
5. Blame others. Nothing is ever their fault. They always have an excuse. Someone else causes their problems.
6. Lies and gaps in the story. You ask questions, and the answers are vague. They tell stupid lies. They tell outrageous lies. They lie when they’d make out better telling the truth.
7. Intense eye contact. Call it the predatory stare. If you get a chill down your spine when they look at you, pay attention.
8. Move fast. They quickly proclaim that you’re their true love and soul mate. They want to move in together or get married quickly.
9. Pity play. They appeal to your sympathy. They want you to feel sorry for their abusive childhood, psychotic ex, incurable disease or financial setbacks.
10. Sexual magnetism. If you feel intense attraction, if your physical relationship is unbelievable, it may be their excess testosterone.
For more on this topic, see Donna Andersen’s book, Red Flags of Love Fraud—10 signs you’re dating a sociopath.
Star I will take your word on that. A few day’s ago one of my doxies killed a little garden snake, the doxie that was bitten and almost died last summer ~ I hate too keep her in the yard and house all the time, they all love to roam the farmette so much, but evidently little miss thang didnt learn her life lesson because she was after that snake like a ferret. Star you wanted details about my date, he is a looker alright but we were having so much fun talking and exploring his gardens , the other thing didnt seem very important, I kind of think of him as a new friend and want to leave it that way. He has some awesome black bamboo and he is going to dig up some clumps of it and give to me and I am going to give him some of my cana’s. I had so much fun with his dog’s and looking at all his whimsical carpentry, the house was a hoot but very well done in 50 style – very neat…anyway that is the scoop……
Dear Hens,
Glad that you had a good time and are making a new friend. You know the one thing about my late husband that I loved is that first and foremost we were FRIENDS. We were friends for a LONG TIME before there was any hanky panky! That being friends FIRST I think is very important to a romantic relationship. If you ain’t friends, then WHAT have you got? Not much me thinks! So be friends with this guy and see how that works out….then who knows what might happen.
Hens, this sounds wonderful! A fun new friend with common interests. I am so happy for you! I hope this is just one of many many fun times.
Coincidentally, I met a wonderful new friend at a class yesterday. The class was called “How to support your wanderlust”. Naturally it was all women (LOL). But a few of the women and I had so much in common, and I got some new fun friends and travel companions out of it. Would you believe that this one woman went to Costa Rica 5 years ago and had an affair with a Costa Rican man named Eduardo, who was a tour guide at Manual Antonio Park. Well, wouldn’t you know, Eduardo was my and Raymond’s tour guide last year! I sent her the picture, and she confirmed it was him. Small world, isn’t it? She and I talked about possibly going back to Costa Rica together next year and visiting parts we have never seen.
Life is what happens to you when you are sitting around waiting for life to happen, isn’t it? ((((hugs))))
Star Yes at time’s I get these ‘towanda moment’s’ and tell my self Yes, I made it, I am alive again, I have survived…it’s all about living lighter, not so burdened with the spath residue. I have no expectations with this guy, so I am content to keep it that way..
That is inspiring, hens. Truly. 🙂
I think you BOTH are inspiring!!!
And Star? Veronica is truly beautiful…..TO LOOK AT lol! I don’t fear snakes as much as I fear mice….but oh well….
Hens, you deserved a good time! I understand about your wiener, snake chaser/potential eater….my wiener too….the place we lived at last, he so wanted to get a hold of a garter snake in my garden…………
Whenever he saw that snake, it was all over………..
LL
You are afraid of mice? They are ADORABLE! Or maybe I’m just a little soft in the head. I’m going to live on aussiegirl’s farm with her pet sheep, and other stuff that I would love to cuddle.
I wonder how one step did with her conference?
Star,
me too! Onesy, let us KNOW!!!
Yep, scared to DEATH of mice. Funny, eh? Yet I LOVED having pet rats. Go figure.
When we lived at N Mom’s house just after she passed, there was a “den” of mice in the attic, attached to mine and exP’s bedroom. Ohhhh lawdy! I went into the attic to go through some boxes…get rid of some things, re-organize, etc…holy moly…..I stuck my hand in a box of precious pics of the kiddos from long ago past and holy shit….mama mouse and her babies nesting in the box. I FROZE. I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t run. ExP was like “what the hell is the matter with you>?”…when he saw it, he started laughing….mama mouse split for the bedroom and he was going after her, trying to crush her with a shoe as she raced in and out of our dresser……………I was still paralyzed in fear!!
ExP thought it was a riot. Happened again the basement too one day while I was doing laundry. Several “nests” the mice built down there, and one ran from the back room in front of the washer/dryer…again I froze. Couldn’t scream or move…..thank GOD one of the kids was in the basement too…so again exP to the rescue lol!
Actually, now when I think about that, it was sorta funny!
My spath daddy was absolutely terrified of snakes. So my N mother stuck one in a coffee can one day…she must have been really pissed at him for one of his indiscretions….when he opened that can, he went screaming from the house…….
We’re a bit weird that way I think………..lol!
LL
Star –
LOL! I guess my place IS a bit like a farm. You and your snakes are welcome, but I think that my rabbits and chickens and ducks and birds might prefer it if the snakes stayed caged somehow..
When I was a kid, I had pet mice and I’m with you – they are adorable. I still rescue them if I ever see a cat playing with one that isn’t too far gone. And (everybody thinks I’m mad because of this) if I ever have a mouse problem at home, I don’t use mouse traps that will kill them – I have two different types that catch them but don’t hurt them, so you can let them go (away from your house!). I take them the the road to the bush and let them go, I figure that if they can make it out their, they deserve to live.
LL – you are TOO funny! Have you ever stopped to work out how many times BIGGER than a mouse you are? And YOU’RE scared?
Just giving a shout… Miss you, guys, lots. Hope everyone’s well. Nice to read about your new friend, hens, and having the garden in common.
Goodnight… Sweet Dreams…
Love, E