As human beings, we all want love and companionship in our lives. It’s a basic human need, right up there with the needs for food, water and shelter. When we are lacking an intimate relationship, most of us try to fill the empty space. That leads to dating.
Here is what you need to know about dating and predators.
1. Evil exists.
What the evil is called—psychopath, sociopath, antisocial personality disorder, narcissist—really doesn’t matter. There are evil people out there, and they can be found in all segments of society—rich, poor, male, female, all races, all religions, all communities. They look like everyone else, but they are predators.
2. If you are dating, you are a target.
As an unattached person, you’re probably feeling a bit lonely—that’s why you’re looking for dates. This is natural and understandable. What you need to realize is that predators specialize in targeting lonely people. They know exactly how to find this vulnerability and exploit it by seeming to take the loneliness away. They shower you with attention, flatter you and promise you a lifetime of happiness—exactly what you’re looking for.
3. Meeting people on the Internet is extremely dangerous.
Yes, there are normal people on dating sites. But there are also predators, and communicating via the computer you do not have the tools you need to spot them. Most of the true meaning of conversation comes from nonverbal cues—voice, facial expression and body language. None of that is available in an e-mail. So what do you do? You fill in the missing pieces with your imagination, and the person becomes what you want him or her to be. You fall in love with a fantasy. For more information, see Internet Threat and Online Seduction on Lovefraud.com.
4. Predators are often charming.
If you meet someone who is glib, charismatic and has a quick answer to every question, be aware that these traits may indicate excellent social skills—or a psychopath. Pay close attention to what is actually being said. Are there gaps or inconsistencies? Is the person evasive? Does the person change plans or break promises—and always has an excuse? If you’re nodding your head, proceed with caution. For more information, see Key Symptoms on Lovefraud.com.
5. Watch for the pity play.
According to Martha Stout, author of The Sociopath Next Door, the best clue that you are dealing with a sociopath is an appeal to your sympathy. If you’re dealing with someone who tries to make you feel sorry for him or her, blaming other people or “the system” for his or her problems, consider it a warning that the person may be a sociopath. For more information, see The Pity Play on Lovefraud.com.
6. Predators are often great in bed.
Many people who were involved with sociopaths have told Lovefraud that the sex was amazing. Sociopaths are often skilled lovers for two reasons: First, with an excessive need for stimulation, they are hard-wired for sex. Second, they get a lot of practice, often with anyone who comes along. In reality, sociopaths want only two things: sex and power. They do not feel love.
7. Do not ignore red flags.
Maybe something seems wrong but you can’t put your finger on it. Perhaps there’s a nagging feeling in your gut. Pay attention. Do not let him or her explain away your doubts. Do not tell yourself he or she has gotten a raw deal and your love is the solution. To avoid becoming the victim of a predator, your instincts are your best defense.
Oh the pity play and no close contact friends or family rings so true with my last ex husband psycho! I heard all about his ex wife and how she screwed him over and how his sister ripped him off of his inheritance when their father died and the list went on and on and on!! If I only knew then that things weren’t adding up, I would’ve ran like hell but he was so damn convincing and took complete advantage of my good-naturedness by going through a good portion of my savings. I finally had to hide my money and started gearing up to dump his lousy butt which took quite some time but I was able to finally walk away. It took him all of 3 months to find another sucker woman to worm his way into her family (which, go figure, have alot of money). I think he is the worst kind who gets in good with all a woman’s family and friends and then when things go bad, he turns on her, taking her money and friends and family with him, defaming her name all over town (as he did with his ex and then me). He ruined my good reputation so bad, that I had to leave the town I grew up in and start a new life, which has been very costly for me! When I look back on it, he was a very showy person in the beginning, showering me with lots of affection, playing the great guy and it all happened so fast my head was spinning. I couldn’t check his credentials because he kept that part of his life hidden from me and then little by little, his past crept up to him and the phone calls started coming. Some of them were from his ex-mother-in-law and own sister.
Here’s the thing. All these warnings, all these blogs from women. Would any of you run from the guy if you had read this say in the first few months of dating? I’ve been thinking about that. This is for the after the fact women. The thing about red flags, no one ever heeds them when they are having the pants charmed off of them. I even showed the guy/socio stuff I had read on the internet about sociopaths, obviously because my inner being knew to look into it…the outer one, not so quick to catch on. But he smoothly bullsh**ed his way out of it and I bought it. He said all the right things and then was cagey enough to cover his tracks and try a new tactic since he knew I could be suspicious. And it worked for months. Despite a few here and there incidences, but I made the carnal mistake of thinking my love could change him. All the other girls were different, he and I had a special bond. We were so alike…I was the only one in his life he could truely trust (after 2 months?) anyone see a pattern here?
i think another red flag is extreme patience. Just like a lion. They wait. They are stealth abusers. You can confront them with evidence and calmy, cooly they will assure you it’s someone else fault or problem. you could see the hotel bill in his hand from a rendevous with another woman and he could talk his way out of it and you’d be in bed with him that night. That’s how good they are. Patience, unwavering committment to duping you. It can go on an on, in fact, the more suspicious you become, the greater the hunt. It’s more fun for them to fool you even harder. Patience. A big red flag.
Sometimes I get so angry at myself for being manipulated like that. But socios are so good, if they get caught at their game they change and morph their game plan so you never see it coming. That is evil. The thing about the red flags is that they are the very things that make it so hard to see thru their act. Isn’t that ironic. The red flags disguise the red flags.
So to any woman reading because she thinks, hmmm. or found out about this sight surfing. It’s not different with you. He doesn’t love you anymore than the rest because he can’t. He’ll change and disguise his game and you’ll feel alright. For a while. Probably get some nice gifts out of it. But it ain’t worth. Someday it’ll come. And your life will never be the same.
So like these blogs warn, get out while you can. But you won’t. Because he made you believe it was different with you. Yeah, me too.
http://www.lifeissues.net/writers/mcm/mcm_25narcissism1.html
SMTP901, you’ve reminded me of this:
http://heartless-bitches.com/rants/manipulator/special.shtml
So very on target. My daughter is involved with one currently and cannot see the tree or the forest. He also wants to spend just about every moment of the day with her. He has been very effective in isolating her from her family. All of her ‘friends’ are people he knows because she didn’t have any friends of her own and was very lonely when he came on the scene. Too bad the people who need to understand these 7 traits cannot regonized them as problems.
“I’m sorry, but what can I do? He’s my son.”
This is what I heard from his adoptive mother, the banker, when I asked how she could have collaborated with him in emptying my corporate checking account into his personal account — to the tune of $20,000 .
Dopey me, I’d allowed him to take charge of finances at my company. But this woman, who had every reason to know what he was, put her hard-earned career at risk to do somthing she knew was wrong.
So family can be victims too. She was a nice woman — not too bright, according to him — but felt perpetually sorry for him. More than once, she called me to tell me he was “sorry” for something, or to beg me not to throw him out, at the few times I got close to finally having had enough.
His adoptive father, who he called a big loser, had no illusions about him. His sister left home as early as she could and made Special Forces in the Army. She was younger than him, also adopted, and he once let it slip they were sexually intimate as kids. I suspect she chose the Special Forces to make sure she’d be able to defend herself for the rest of her life.
If nothing else alerted me — and there was plenty I should have seen, but didn’t — I should have paid attention to the way he talked about his family and few friends. They were all stupid or misguided or crazy or broken in some way. And of course, he was adopted by the wrong people and forced to grow up in a place that wasn’t right for someone as gifted and talented as him — the changeling prince.
By the way, I got the money back by calling the bank’s lawyers and threatening to go to the bank regulators, if the money wasn’t returned to my account. He had signing authority, and it took a little time, but I got it.
10 years, 5 separated, and i still have nightmares that i’ve gone back to him. i took him in to my life, my heart, my home where he supplanted his 4 little children on my 3 young children. i lost my oldest teenage daughter for years- he was the push that shoved her over a precarious cliff she’d been dangling on- she wouldn’t bend to him like i did. i was well educated with a masters degree, had a good job, was debt free with family money. i owned my own home and was recenlty divorced.
He understood ‘everything i’d been through’.
He sympathized.
He had been wronged by his ex-wives, his ex-employers [he never held a full time job in all the years i’ve known him].
He was, after all, an ‘entrepreneur’ and i ‘did not understand the world of business’. [though my father had started and succeeded in building a company and financial success to which I was witness and participant].
He was for all intents and purposes, estranged from his family- all or most at any given time. His sister remains in contact with me. As does his ex wife [#2] with whom i have shared my heart and soul. Though she never loved him, she bore him 4 children [always my stepchildren] and we have shared many of the same horror stories.
He has of course moved on to his next victim- and she has on the same blinders as we did. She is well educated, has a great job, seems quite respectable, twice divorced, owns her own home- see a pattern? She’s ripe for the plucking!
He seduced me with sex and got money for years.
He criticized me daily about my weight, my ‘stupidity’, my ‘problems’, my children, my work life- pretty much anything he could find to critique.
He convinced me I was depressed and I took medication till my hair fell out.
He TRIED to convince me I had alzhiemer’s- luckily my doctor proved that i did not.
I would leave him, he’d stay away 6 months and then come crawling back, show up at my door, seduce me again- I’d let him back into my life and my pocketbook-which is all he ever wanted.
But i never let him move in again and consequently he eventually lost the house to foreclosure I’d bought and GAVE him – instead of selling it and making some money for both of us.
And he moved into a rental [from which he was eventually evicted after screwing that guy out of over 11k]. As i helped him unpack at the rental and waited for pizza for him and his son and friends- which I’d paid for of course, his son asked why was his picture and profile on a dating site [i often thank god for his son’s ‘seeming’ naivete]. I walked out that night and my divorce was final this past June. I did all the paperwork myself, all the filings, gave him not one cent more and gave away all of the crap he’d left in my yard- put it out on the street with a big FREE sign. it was all gone in 48 hours. Good riddance!
I don’t know why that ‘profile’ of what he wanted was the back breaking straw for me- perhaps it was the desire for a tall, lean, thin athletic woman [by the way- the new one is none of those things either!] put out there in black and white- that tipped the scales for me.
But you are all right- ALLTHE RED FLAGS WERE THERE. MY FAMILY NEARLY SHUT ME OUT FOR GOOD AS I WAIVERED THOSE 10 YEARS BUT I IGNORED ALL OF IT FOR HIM.
The good news is that I am out- not unscarred or emotionally intact- hopefully that will get better too- but at least OUT.
Healing has to start somewhere- one day at a time, one step at a time.
i’m lonely and it sickens me to say that there are times i miss him- how can that be? but it is the truth and has to be acknowledged. I know it is not HIM i miss but the illustion he portrayed, the sex he used as seduction, and the pseudo relationship he offered.
I remain strong and it does get easier.
I urge anyone who reads this to stay away from this man in the Metrowest area of Massachusetts. a 61 year old, once upon a time good looking, Italian descent ‘carpenter’, ‘salesman’ ‘window salesman’- he’ll want to borrow your car, sleep in your bed, cook you pasta, and ruin your life. BEWARE!!!!!!
I am just reeling from a 4 year relationship with someone I really believe is a sociopath.
We met when I was severely depressed and in the hospital for a suicide attempt I made after surgery.
He was there also for a “suicide attempt” though now knowing what I know it could all have been a fabricated attempt to have someplace to stay or to avoid prosecution for some crime commited.
He appeared sad and depressed at the time and told me the story of his abusive childhood and years of bouncing around foster care. I too came from a traumatic childhood having drug addicted parents and bouncing from one home to another. We connected on this level and he was so attentive to me showering me with affection and praise and helping me whenever he could.
He was living at a motel at the time and I helped him find a job, and let him move in with me and my roommate. He paid his rent on time and had two nice rooms downstairs while I had my room upstairs. We spend many nights together but some night if we were tired we would sleep apart. The sleeping apart happened more frequently.
He took a few jobs which never worked out and then the dry cleaners where I brough my clothes had an opening. He got hired immediately and worked there for a long time and even started managing 3 or 4 dry cleaners for the plant. He appeared to becoming successful and leaving his “old life” of crime (he had been in prison for 4 years). Our lives seemed to be headed in the right direction and he propsed marriage we became engaged and I didn’t like the ring he bought me so I traded it in and got another which angered and upset him but he was okay with it.
We went on an engagement vacation to the bahamas and had a great time. We were so “in love.”
I loaned him the money for a cheapy car so he could get back and forth to work, he fixed it up with his friend and the got into a small accident with it and said he didn’t want it anymore. His friend told me years later that he was driving recklessly and spun out on purpose and that is what caused the crash but he says he skidded on ice. Who knows what the truth is there.
When we got back he was still managing the cleaners, but he mentioned something about not being paid enough for his work and that he might start taking money. I told him this was a bad idea and to just ask for a raise and be patient. He called me a few weeks later to say that he was being accused of stealing but that he “didn’t do it.” It was someone else he said and because of his background he was being blamed. I spoke to the owner of the plant who state he “knew” he did it but couldn’t provide any proof.
I accepted that he didn’t do it and he immediately started working on business partnership with another dry cleaner owner. They opened another store and he was working it. This person co-signed for a car for him. He got into a car accident with this which wasn’t “his fault.” He started a lawsuit against the other driver and it was just a matter of time before his settlement came in.
He would “borrow” money from me which wasn’t so bad except it usually left me with little for my day. He had in the past given me money and was never stingy with gifts. I beleive of some level he really loved me.
I though couldn’t completely trust him after the incident with the dry cleaners, but I tried to put that behind us. I wasn’t as supportive as I should have been with his new business endeavor and I think he relied on me to rally him on.
He opened the new dry cleaners and I was reluctant to see the place and I should have been more excited for him.
For one reason or another he stated the business wasn’t working out because the person who sold it to them had been taking the business to his other cleaners. He was not really happy there I suppose and his car ended up getting repossessed after it was fixed from the accident. His partner claimed he was taking money from him though I never saw any of it. He stated that my ex was not really working the business but instead hanging out with his friends or walking around outside smoking or whatever.
In any event, he had the debit card for the business account and kept taking money out of it. I had in fact invested a small amount of money for business cards and advertising materials for the business and he gave me some of it back from the account. However, now he was without a car and a job again.
I was infuriated. I was dissappointed. I became verbally abusive toward him saying he was a loser and couldn’t do anything right. I know this made him feel even worse.
His partner then stated that it wasn’t that the business wasn’t making money but that he had been taking it out of the register and that is why the rent couldn’t get paid”etc.
I didn’t want to believe this I just couldn’t since he was given an opportunity to own his own place.
I was so mean to him I never accepted with gratitude any fo this gifts he gave me saying they weren’t what I really wanted. I am sure this made him really upset, but he never really showed it.
He would always do things for me to try to make me happy, if I needed anything done, he would always try his best and I would always say it wasn’t right or good enough. It was aweful the way I treated him, but looking back I see I was more angry about the things that I “didn’t know about.” Things he was secretive about or possibly hiding.
He said that whatever he tried I didn’t support him and stand by him and didn’t encourage him. This is true in some ways, I felt I was being lied to really. But I feel now if only I had been more excited about his business venture if only I had visited him at work when he was alone, things might have been different.
In any event, he now needed another car and another job. He got a job working at a gym and opened up every morning at 5:30am. I drove him to work every morning until we could get him another car. He got one from his friend which was a gas guzzler but it got him to work and I didn’t have to drive him every morning.
I was still pretty mean to him about things arguing that he was working for too little money and could do better and should have really tried to work the dry cleaners and just plain being nasty about the situation because it was not what I wanted. I was pretty selfish.
The gym thing started working well and he was about to get his settlement and I was still paying for some of his bills like his cell phone which was always like hundreds each month.
He would do strange things like text me instead of calling and emailing instead of talking to me face to face.
I didn’t mind. I was doing my own thing – running my business (which he helped me start up and gave me some money to help open and he was right there with me on the grand opening 3 years ago.) I find it hard to work the business now as he is gone.
This is really long and I am going to post this message and then continue—
Wednesday, 22 August 2007 @....... 10:37am
holehearted says:
To continue”
He started managing the cafe of the gym and working the desk and he appeared to be working really hard.
I was doing my own thing and we were growing apart little by little and I became more and more mean to him.
He finally got his settlement and I begged for him to continue to work the gym while we invested the money in a small house or condo or something and then take money out to start another business (landscaping he wanted to do with his friend).
He got very angry with me and stated this is what he wanted and that he was taking his money and getting the landscaping business.
I felt it would be a waste of money and our furture would be in ruins. I told him he would not make it at the business or it would be too much work for him and he wouldn’t continue it.
He told me he was working at the gym and taking a 2 week vacation to open the business. He bought a truck from his friend and opened the business with him.
Turns out he got fired from the gym. His friend said it was because he stole money out of a safe. Don’t know how much at this point and that could have been a lie – He said he wasn’t feeling well and would open up and then leave and have someone punch out for him and that is why he got fired.
I think he may have also had another accident with his other car and that is why he needed the truck.
He gave me 5400 to put in my account to “invest in our future.” I took it thinking that at least we would have a buffer and I fully expected the business to not work and figured he would take it back from me little by little which he did.
He and his friend painted my business which at the time i was putting my heart and soul into. They did such a crappy job, there was paint on my floor, they didn’t tape anything up. There were streaks everywhere and he left the glass from a broken vase all over my floor downstairs. I was livid. I was crying so hard that he could treat my business this way. But then I guess in his mind I never supported him in his business and never went to see the equipment that he was so excited about that he figured why care about mine” anyway” I told him I was breaking up with him and I wasn’t going to give him his money back!
That started this whole big mess. He told me I was being unfair and that he loved me so much he wanted this to work. I told him if he tried to take the money I would have him arrested. Bad mistake to do to him and I know I should have been more understanding. Maybe I am the evil one” I can’t tell anymore.
He had moved out six months before and got his own place which was “not good enough for me” and I never vistited it. He said he was lonely and it didn’t feel like home to him.
I think he then really had it in for me. He told me his cat died and he needed money – I gave it to him feeling really guilty about what I had done.
He told me he needed money for other bills and things, and I have it back to him” his money” I guess” and little by little things started breaking down again.
He texted me that he was in another car accident with the truck and that he had busted ribs. I could not figure out why he was in so many accidents and to this day I don’t know if he really crashed his truck, because his friend was telling me so many wild and crazy stories about him.
I told him I would give him the money to get the car fixed but he said no he would pay it in time.
Then I get a call from his friend saying that he hadn’t seen him in days and wasn’t working with him. He had been with me and telling me he was working when he wasn’t with me.
Then his friend told me that his cat never really died.
I was PISSED. I came home and he was here and I said it’s over I am done with you.
We got into a fight about the crashed car and the business. he said he didn’t want to work the business with his friend anymore and that he was just going to give it to him.
I was really upset now. There were other times where I took off the ring and broke up with him, and it always upset him.
I know I sound like the bad guy in this story”.
Anyway, I railed into him and told him to leave and I have him whatever cash I had.
He called me later saying he was going to kill himself. He called me to pick him up and I called his friend to go get him which he saw as a betrayal. He had razors and was threatening to cut himself.
I went to pick him up and didn’t want to take him to my place meanwhile he said he couldn’t go back to his apartment because of a girl that was there and I guess he had not been paying his rent. So many lied and mixed truths, I don’t know what really happened.
Then, he’s screaming and telling me I never loved him and threatening to cut himself. I tried to take him to the hospital but he wouldn’t go. Then I just left him on the side of the road because he kept jumping out of my car.
I felt so guilty and he showed up at my door an hour later all bloody. I cleaned him up and was so angry at him still. I could not find any compassion in my heart for him.’
(I sound like the sociopath don’t I?)
I felt I was being manipulated by his lies. I don’t know. I woke up the next morning and ripped into him about being weak and not getting his life together and stealing. His friend told me he was smoking pot all the time. That he was really sick all the time taking himself to the emergency room. I thought he might be doing other drugs too. I don’t know anymore.
He left and called me later or texted me saying he wanted to die. I told him he did all this to himself. That I wasn’t trying to keep his money and that I was just angry about all the things that had gone on.
Well I started speaking to people who were telling me yes he stole from the dry cleaners and yes he stole from all his employers including the gym. Though some of the storied were lies and others were half truths. I still couldn’t figure it all out.
He called me from the hospital and I visited him. He didn’t seem suicidal to me. He said he did that so his friend (with the landscaping business) wouldn’t have him arrested which made no sense. He said that is why he couldn’t go back to his apartment. His friend had told me the police were looking for him which turned out not to be true since I called them and they said no they weren’t.
Sigh.. it gets so much worse”..
I called him at the hospital and told him he was a liar and a thief and I wanted nothing to do with him and that I was going to inform his employers he was a thief and that he stole over 3 years of my life. He called me back and told me if i messed with him I would lose everything” where I lived, my business” everything I loved”. and that is what he has been doing” under the guise of love and getting pity out of me and making me feel guilty for having been mean to him.
I ended up getting calls from him on an unfamiliar number after he was released from the hospital. It turned out to be a girl’s number. He was stating he wanted to kill himself and that he was sleeping in the park with these people who were released with him from the hospital.
Oh GOD” it goes on”. and gets worse and worse.
I ended up tracing the number and went looking for him” at this address connected to the number which turned out to be this girl’s parents house who pegged me for a unknown stalker and filed a complaint against me. I was no royally pissed and ended up finding him at a motel with her.
After all we had been through he shacks up with some whore at a motel” I was jealous and pissed and also guilty because I felt I drove him to this. That I somehow played a part in all of it I did in some ways.
I picked him up from the motel and asked him if this is what he wanted. I would give him whatever money I could. He started crying saying he still loved me and wanted to be with me and he ditched the girl at the motel and came home with me. He cried on the floor and all over the place and begged me to take him to another hospital. Which I did. He was there for a week and I then picked him up and brought him home. I was still pissed about the girl and all the stories of stealing and the car wrecks and the lies about the cats and everything.
We went to my mom’s and she was taking his side which pissed me off. I said how could it be that all these people are lying about you stealing. I just wanted the truth. But he made it out like I was the monster. In some ways I was.
I told him to go back to his whore at the motel if that is the kind of life he wanted to lead.
Well, he started crying again saying I was killing him and that I he was just rying to love me. I felt guilty once again and said I was sorry I was just angry and confused” which I was.
Then, that night he leaves with a bottle of ambien, leaves all his clothes here and takes $420 out of my account. The money I didn’t care about really, but thought well maybe he really is going to kill himself. So I filed a missing persons report”. another big mistake since the police have me on file as a stalker already.
They find him and he tells them he’s happy and well and that I am just a jealous jilted girlfriend (which is not entirely untrue), but I filed the report because he had me so twisted up I didn’t know what was real and what was not.
(to be ocontinued”.)
Wednesday, 22 August 2007 @....... 11:10am
holehearted says:
Oh man, then he has his friend file a complaint against me because I had been calling him and going there to drop off his clothes and things. I don’t thing I was harrassing them in anyway. I mean they were both telling me so much lies. I mean if his friend really was lying about him why would he give the business to him? Why would he make up with him right?
Oh it GETS WORSE!!
Once the police came to my house and told me about the call, I was DONE.
Then about 45 minutes later I get a text message from him saying he’s going to be court mandated to a mental institution. Which was yet another lie.
He then tells me he’s out of state. Another lie.
Then he tells me he is right around the corner but had to lie to me to protect himself from me because he was scared of me.
I of course FEEL GUILTY again. And he tells me he wants me to pick him up on such and such date a specific time. I know he is with this girl and this girl’s father (who happend to be a cop) actually told me his daughter was a mentally unstable as he is (meaning my ex). He tells me they are out to destroy my life.
So I don’t go but I figure if I give him more money – he won’t hurt me. I give him about another $600 through meeting him at the train station and putting it in the mailbox.
SIGH.. I wanted him back” I felt so guilty like it was all my fault and that now he was going to go and be happy with someone else. My BOND with him got stronger and stronger”. this crazy love thing. I can’t explain it.
Well – he keeps insisting that I pick him up and that he can’t stand to be without me and only wants me and doesn’t love her.
Okay so I am a sucker and I pick him up. Bring him home. Long story – longer” he’s smoking pot (now I am smoking with him too), then he is using my computer and the laptop and I see him looking at jewelry and starter pistols. I am pissed.
I make up a screen name to text this girl and find out what’s going on. I tell her to send me the emails (she thinks I am him at this point). She send me pictures of them in bed together and all these emails from him about how I am history and how he loves her. I AM FUMING!!!
I tell him she’s sending me this shit and he doesn’t know at that point that I am asking for it. I ASKED FOR IT! I am a moron and a loser. I am the crazy one right?
So I call her a whore and tell her she’s being used and manipulated. Meanwhile they have this devious plan against me I am assuming.
Well, he winds up getting my roommate’s credit card number and charging up all this jewelry and a starter pistol.
He had been saying he is going to commit suicide by cop. He also tried to charge up a hotel for 1500 and more jewelry for 700 but the card gets declined. Once we found out he took the card number, my roommate calls the credit card companies and has all the charges reveresed and calls the Sheriff. (let me remind you I have like three striked aganst me already witht he police 1. this girl’s fater 2. his friend’s complaint 3. him on the missing person’s report saying I am out to get him.
So he plan is to blame me for the charges and get me arrested”. I am now trying to do everything to avoid this.
Then I get the phone call that he is in the hospital again and that he had put a gun in his mouth and his girl found him and brought him to the hospital (she says it was all a hoax because he didn’t have any more money for the room).
Anyway I am again in the middle of lies and feel sorry for him. Yeah I do and the way he sounds is so sincere so real so pitiful. I tell him I am sorry for everything that has gone on and maybe we can forgive each other and start over.
I go visit him in the hospital (mind you the police are looking for him and I filed a statement saying he had a starter pistol).
Ugh It all seems so UNREAL!!! But I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.
Okay so I go see him and he says not to come up” now I know this other girl is there” his next accomplice/victim love of his life that he is going to marry and have kids with and be happy while I am here miserable after 4 years of torment.
I see her leave and just watch” Then a few minutes later he comes running out in his bare socks” he snuck out or he says he busted the doors down. Who knows and there they are walking together. I pull over and look at him like what the hell??? She doesn’t even look at me so I know she’s just nervous. He tells me he broke out! Then all these cops start arriving. I had to go to work” so I leave”. Yes I leave him there with all the cops and shit” Aweful right?
Anyway I call her later and ask her what happened and she tells me they took him back to the hospital.
Which they did and drugged him up and I am like okay enough is enough! I am done with all this.
Then I get another call the next day that he is transferred to yet another hospital!!! Yes back to one of the one’s I took him too.
Like a fool I feel bad and I go visit him for the whole week (cops are still looking for him – you would figure the cops that picked him up would have whatever”. )
The local cops don’t know anything through and I am too afraid to tell them where he is.
I am still in my mind trying to help him!!
I pick him up from the hospital and we go to a motel – since he can’t come to my house (credit card thing).
I am trying to work it all out saying just apologize you weren’t in your right mind” we can get a place together it will all be alright.
Well we leave that motel the next day and he has me pay for another and go home to get some clothes.
I get back to the motel and he’s GONE!!! I try to get my money back but they won’t reimburse me”. I talk the guy into giving me half back.
UGH!! I feel like the biggest loser on the planet. I feel like maybe I was taken in by him from the beginning and he was just using me. Then I think maybe he really loved me and if only I had been more supportive of him and didn’t hurt him like I did.
So I call the police AGAIN!! To tell them that I was in touch with him and where he was the past few weeks. They are like do you know where he is NOW? Of course I don’t!
But I know he is with her and it is really pissing me off. I took him to get his haircut and he was so happy and I knew it was because he was going to go see her.
All this suicidal bullshit more lies and deception.
Part of me feels I deserve it.
Part of me feels like why should he go live a happy life now I am miserable” He should go to jail for all the crimes he commited. But I am afraid of him now. I am really thinking I am about to lose everything.
My roommate is pissed about the card and really wants me to move, I have not been working my business so it is failing. I am smoking like two packs a day. The cops think I am a crazy stalker who set up her ex boyfriend out of jealousy to get him arrested!!
And I am so depressed, miserable, alone, all my friends think I am nuts, no one will help me. I pray not to wake up in the morning. I think of him happy and frolicking with this other grils and that she is going to get the happy life with him I was supposed to have.
I feel cheated, manipulated, lied to. i feel like an abusive person for how I treated him through the relationshop. I am so confused angry hurt” I just don’t feel like I should live.
I feel like I deserve everything I get.
Please help!
Well, this was as though “I” had written this article. I just got out of an almost-year relationship with a socipath. I am happy to be out. He was having sex with at least 2 (that I now know of) former promiscuous “white trash” girlfriends, all the while claiming that he wanted a lifetime with me (along with all the usual promises and commitment lines). Trouble was, as you said in this article, everything was all “jumbled”, and typically when I felt my “antenna” go up and tried to (in a non-defensive way) confront him, he had ready answers to everything…the most recent being….”oh, you SHOULD write to be published…you have such a creative, active imagination”. Pathological lying (oh…well, if he was ‘breathing’….he was ‘lying’). I am not young.,..nearing 59….and he will be 60 in a few months. Sadly, way too late, I found out from his siblings that he has a string of failed relationships (3 failed marriages….cheated on all of them)…and since he’s been single again……he “overlaps” “good girls” (those with good jobs, money, good looks, and general societally acceptable) with the “bad girls”…..those he “pimps” (the sugar daddy….buys them gifts, gives them money….and in return, they themselves are wild sexually, and very promiscuous). Apparently, he always tells/told the “good girls” (when he met/meets them) that he just got out of a relationship with a “crazy”)……and when the all-night phone calls begin/began with one/two of those crazies…..the story was (his story) that they “just did that”….that he hadn’t had any contact with them, etc.. Oh…in reply to someone who talked about his lack of friends or invitations to normal holiday events……..he refused to go to any of the parties (Christmas and otherwise) that I was invited to (although he could have eaisly attended with me)….and never once in the time I dated him did he ever get an invitation from anyone (except I guess his trasy so-called “ex” girlfriends) to go anywhere, except to family reunions once in a while….and his family all lives within a few miles of him. One family member, the wife of eldest Brother, barred him from any of her family socials due to his having brought a local whore to one at which time they both apparently “acted out” since both were borderline drunk when they arrived (and this was with multiples of young children around). There is more, and even with that….and even with the obvious fact that I’m so glad to be away from him (almost 2 months now), I still miss the person “I thought” he “was”….the ulterior personality….the role he portrayed to keep me as long as he did. It took lots of strength and lots of cunning (on my own part) to finally get away from him for good. Little did I know, even though I am a psychology major myself, and utilized some of that in my endeavor….that I did exactly as some of the guidelines instructed related to getting away from him. I kept him “happy”…continued the “supply”, had planned my “getaway” for 3 weeks….and literally packed my things (I was at his house at the time for an extended holiday), sat down an wrote him a brief note telling him exactly what I knew about him, packed my car and left. He was at his part-time job that day, and though he’d called me twice that day, I just let him believe that everything was “normal”…that I was preparing to go to the store for food for dinner that night. I forbade him to every try to contact me again (in any form)…and told him that I WOULD take action if he did. True to their shallow egos..they are really “wussies” (and he is 6’2″)…and are frightended of any kind of exposure or legal action. Strength, respect, and greatest empathy to all those who have been through what I have……just GET OUT OF IT AND TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS!!!!
I have to say I agree with all these – but don’t forget that the sociopath is incredibly ingenious and manipulative.
1) They ‘compartmentalise’ – so you might meet some of the friends, but not all. I feel as if I was in the privileged position of ‘chief wife.’ So I met lots of quite old friends. But always felt that any relationships were superficial. NB: They lie to their friends, too.
2) They know no embarrassment – and they create new lies to cover up any noted inconsistencies in a heartbeat. So you feel mad for questioning them.
3) They don’t obey social norms, or feel under any pressure to. They take risks. Quite often, these brazen steps will convince EVERYBODY ELSE that everything they know is wrong, that he can’t be lying quite so much cos nobody would be that strange!
Also, don’t forget that sociopaths are probably (based on Stout, Hare et al) 50% nurture and 50% nature. So there is a high probability that they were raised by sociopaths as well. My ex-partner’s dad was distant then committed suicide. His mother was a religious freak who put the fear of God in him from his earliest days. The sister married twice to keep people in the country! All too weird. I used to feel sorry for them, but I now feel that was a whole family of sociopaths and the healthiest thing for the rest of the world is to just cut their losses and keep WELL AWAY from these ‘poor’ people. Rest assured – you’re not going to hurt them! RUN!