I did not experience violence at the hands of my sociopathic husband, and for that I am eternally grateful. But 36 percent of the people who completed the Lovefraud Romantic Partner Survey said they were physically abused, and 34 percent said their lives were threatened.
A short film by Sharon Wright, called Tell Me That You Love Me, provides a chillingly accurate depiction of violence in an intimate relationship. It’s chilling and accurate because she experienced it.
Sharon explains why she made the film in a separate YouTube video. I cannot add anything to her words, except to thank her for making the film. It captures, in a little over five minutes, the horror of domestic violence, and the aftermath for the victim.
I also thank Robert in Seattle, who forwarded the links.
P.S. This film may be triggering to Lovefraud readers. Sharon suggests that you not watch it at work or around small children. I second her advice.
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Thank heaven’s for your response, hairellen…I’ve been allowing this to bother me all morning (btw, he never responded to my “over and out” email). The truth is I could have allowed my ego to get in the way of reality because it is such a flattering idea that someone would want to have ME in their documentary about psychopaths.
But I really know better deep inside that if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.
When I told him last week I had my reservations about his film and websites he said, “oh, I’m safe…I have a wife and 3 kids.” Really? So did my ppath father. I didn’t say that to him, but it’s true. And I never like people to use their family as a means to gaining credibility. Come on! Anyone can father a child or manipulate someone to marry them.
I just can’t afford to be a “survivor” of spaths anymore. I am 52 and just now getting with the program…the right program. Thanks again for sharing your story… I am so glad I ended this story before it really cost me. Emotionally or financially.
Step by step, one by one, I will keep dodging these bullets until they stop coming my way. And after each event I will grow just a little bit more in knowing that I am okay. Sociopaths are not.
Funny, (not really), my ppath father is the one who told me to never give people bullets to shoot me with.
He would know.
(((HUGS))))
LPM… I grew up with both parents spath. My dad made my mother eat raw eggs; he put a gun to my head at age 2 to threaten her and “beat her to a pulp” before being diagnosed as a ppath and then subsequent divorce.
Unfortunately my mother was the one who told me all of these horrible stories since I can remember (to punish me for being his child, I think).
I couldn’t watch the video for fear of a PTSD attack but I’m reading the comments. My heart goes out to you Sharon.
Can’t write in here anymore…he is in the room.
Speaking_up, I am a mother of two by a psychopath. I do not believe your mother told you these stories to punish you for being his child. I could be wrong but she had or has PTSD too. Victims can be confused and make very wrong choices.
I kept his evil serets from my children for 40 years but it finally had to come out. I had a breakdown when he took my daugter and grandchildren…she was vulnerable because I did not tell her. I love my children and I thought I was protecting them by keeping quiet. But all I was doing is protecting him.
So was your mother right or was I? There is no good legal solution to protect children from a psychopath parent. And when we try we end up being blamed as being psychopaths ourselves.
Gad…I’m getting so paranoid…After the way today’s events unfolded I have no doubt my “film director” found me in here…
I’m not giving any more attention.
I love this group more than I fear ppaths.
betsybugs…I had to respond. Yes, my mother is either a malignant narcissist or ppath herself. Dr. Leedom (a psychiatrist who writes articles for Lovefraud) did an analysis of my book and she is the first who coined the idea my mother may not have “just been a MN” and was also a ppath, although she never went to jail.
OMG…best not compare yourself to my mother. Please.
My book is called Evil Eyes because my mother told me (directly, furiously, and in my face since I was too young to remember) that I have the same “Evil Eyes” as my father. When my son was born in 1978 she said he too had these “Evil Eyes” and when his son, my grandson, was born in 1998…guess what? She calmed down quite a bit and simply said, “He has Ivan’s eyes.”
I could do the math.
My mother had no shame, no empathy, no regard for my feelings at all, and never did. She was a spoilt brat as a child, and she carried with her a sense of entitlement that matched no other person I know. Not to mention her projection onto me all of her “evil thoughts” and telling me it is I who had this kind of thinking. She acted as my mind reader until she died.
Finally, she cut me out of her life when I was no longer good supply, and cut me out of her will. All while she was dying of lung cancer and I only wanted to be there for her – in spite of her constant cruelty toward me, my children, grandchildren, and siblings.
I wholly understand your position…and know the dilemma you had about not trying to poison your children against your phusband. My stepmother, Sunny, I called her in my book…was the light of my life after I turned 16 and moved in with her and my pfather.
After all the damage was done and she finally left my pfather in 1982 or so, she didn’t want to poison her kids, my siblings like my mother did; and so never said a bad word about him in front of them. However, too late, the kids knew already by what they had witnessed (see above video – I am sure it is exactly what she went through with my father).
These siblings were furious with me for tending to my father when he was dying. Don’t blame them…we all react differently in certain situations. My pfather left the home when I was 4 or 5 so I do not remember his abuse. I have no doubt he was a crazy man as pmother said. I did get to know him in his last 7 years. I far prefer his abuse to my mother’s kind.
I couldn’t let a guy on skid row whom I don’t know die alone, let alone the guy who is responsible for my “beautiful eyes.”
P’s may not be able to love or feel empathy…but we can. I am now very careful around them…won’t be supply anymore…but I do miss the spaths – even my mother.
Thanks for sharing that with me. And again, your situation is far far different than mine and I have no doubt you are a wonderful, loving mother.
SPEAKING UP,
Please contact me off the blog at oxdrover 1946 at gmail dot com ASAP. I am also supposed to be interviewed by this guy for the documentary film he is supposedly making. I want to talk to you more about this guy. There is a very good reason why I WANT to be interviewed by him if there is indeed a film to be made but I want to talk to you more about your experience with him.
Some PhDs on Aftermath have recommended this guy and confirmed he did indeed interview Bob Hare and others of the “legitimate” researchers on psychopathy.
I know another person who also had a poor experience about his way of doing business. Thanx a lot.
omg Oxy how creepy.
omg Oxy how creepy.
Yea, Donna e mailed me this morning to bring Speaking out’s post to my attention. I haven’t been oon the blog as much as usual because of my recent leg surgery but that WAS creepy that he is interviewing others that are “connected” in the survivor community.
Thanks Donna for passing along the information to Ox.
I decided to go ahead and watch the video. I had conjured up such a horrible version that the actual video didn’t trigger me as much as I thought it might. I didn’t like the sounds — they were very powerful.
Good luck Ox…let me know how it unfolds okay?