by AlohaTraveler
Today, July 3, is a significant day for me. On this day, three years ago, I left the Bad Man. Let’s take stock of that moment in time:
- Total cash = $700
- Debt = at least $16,000
- Job = None
- Place to live, bed to sleep in, a clue = No
- Plan = None
- Me = A total wreck.
Between May of 2005, when I moved in with the Bad Man, and May of 2007, I have moved 10 times. This includes one move back to the islands in September 2005 and then back to California again on November 29, 2005. My car has 7,200 nautical miles on it and it shows. It looks like it’s eating itself. Cars aren’t meant to go to sea and mine crossed the ocean three times between July 3, 2005 and November 29, 2005.
Below is the Reader’s Digest version of my trials and tribulations.
Movin’ movin’ movin’
- Moved in with the Bad Man for one last hurrah after having been apart for 4.5 months. What was I thinking?!
- The great escape: Moved out from Bad Man while he was at work.
- Moved from one friend to another.
- Moved back the the islands.
- Moved out of the hotel and into a condo.
- Moved back to California again.
- Moved in with my employer as a live-in nanny.
- Moved in with friends who took care of me for four months because I was a WRECK.
- Moved in with another friend after four months of rest, armed with a new plan. Finally.
- Moved in with my dear friends, Eric and Jen. This is where I live now and have been living for over a year.
Jobs, jobs, jobs
Between July 3, 2005 and May 2007, I landed and lost six jobs all for various reasons.
- North Shore Resort: Resigned and left Hawaii for a second time. Finally, a good choice.
- Internet start up: Business went under
- “Wellness” company: Fired by a narcissist
(Noticed right away that the boss reminded me of the Bad Man. Shortly before she gave me the ax, I was told that it was suspect that she had narcissistic personality disorder. Upon hearing this, I had a massive anxiety attack.) - Internet company: Not the right fit
- Live-in nanny: Not the right fit again
- County job: Contract ran out.
Where I am today
I have a place to call home and have been there for over a year now. Shortly after I moved in, my friends gave me an old dresser. It’s big and heavy and feels like an anchor, a welcome anchor. I unpacked my suitcases for the first time in nearly two years. That night, as I lay in bed, I stared at my “new” dresser and I cried. Since I have been here, life has finally started to stabilize for me.
My symptoms of PTSD have subsided. Occasionally, I have a strange choking, coughing sensation in my throat when I have a distressing thoughts but I don’t have anxiety attacks like I did before. I smile more. I laugh more. I sleep better. I don’t think about the Bad Man and worry if he really was the one and if it really was me that messed it all up. I fully embrace and accept that he is a pathological, not fixable, person and it has absolutely nothing to do with me.
I have two jobs now. I have been at the first one since November of last year. I have been at the second one since March of this year. They are both in the area of social services and are an extension of the county contract I did last year. I have applied for grad school for an MSW and I am waiting to hear if I have been accepted.
I have paid off over $11,000 of that original Maui debt. Keep in mind that since I have been home, I have been unemployed off and on for at least 10 months and have worked for long periods of time for just $10 an hour.
I have started to date. At times, it feels like stepping out on thin ice, but I am doing it. I have started to rejoin the activities I loved in the past, such as sailing and baking and LAUGHING!
The road leads to you
I believe we will recover at the rate equivalent to the degree that we are committed to telling ourselves the truth. Now that you are here at Lovefraud, the truth is available to you and right under your nose. Will you accept it? It’s up to you.
Whatever it is you have lost, you will eventually get one thing back if you keep trying. Life might not ever look like it did before you crossed paths with a pathological partner but if you are open, it can look better. And at the end of the road, you will find YOU, and… another road… and maybe an old dresser.
Sitting in my “Big Girl Panties” today
- Debts = under control.
- Jobs = more than one
- A safe place to live, warm bed, and a plan for my life = check!
- Me = a whole lot wiser and not a juicy pick anymore for a Bad Man.
Hi, Peggy, glad you are back too! Come more often if you can! Your words of wisdom are always welcome!
Yes, some people move on and we wonder how they are doing, because we do “get attached” to each other, and are cheer leaders for each other.
hi aloha……2 friends moved to hawaii..then back because of breakups and now back again to the big island…so seems some move to hawaii and not just texas ..lol…anyhow no truer words were said than,,,”we recover at a rate equivalent to the degree we are committed to telling ourselves the truth”……….i think we want to tell ourselves the truth, but dont even know what it is….reading this site has helped me to recognize the truth and then tell it to myself….very profound again your dresser is gorgeous terri
If anyone wants to move to Hawaii to get over their Bad Man experience, please contact me first. Maui is known by the locals as the “marital graveyard.” The number of broken down and broken hearted there far out number the emotionally healthy prospects. And… I met 5 women, right before I left, that had similiar experiences as me with other men. These women, like myself, were WITHOUT a history of abusive relationships.
Thanks to all of you for your kind words. I am still on my healing journey. I was a broken hearted newbie when I went to Maui and was already very lost on my career path but Maui and the Bad Man were the straws that pushed me to the edge.
But I didn’t let go.. fingers bleeding, nails cracking… I did not let go and this has been the uphill battle of all time for me. Life is getting better and no longer spiraling out of control as it seemed to be a few years ago.
My friends have been my family as I recover. And the characters here at LoveFraud have given me much support and encouragement along the way. This is my LoveFraud Family.
All the best to all of you!
Aloha
P.S. His initials are JW.
Dear alohatraveler:
Glad to see that your sense of humor has come back. My sense of humor is what I missed the most during this tour of horror.
P.S. MH, JW what’s the diff? They’re all the same anyway. My ex is JB and I posted him on Peep Sheet.
Have a great day. Smile, it’s contagious.
Wow
I have only been on this site just a few days and I thank my lucky stars as when I am lonely here all of you are.
A great story and its good for me to see and all the comments so encouraging.
Keep up all the good work
March 2004 he approached me in a local bar, , he was trying to hard he was just a little to persistent, he told me he just moved here from Portland OR, normally if a man gives me his number at a bar it ends up in the trash by the end of the night, but he was insistent I program it in my cell phone and he watched as I did making sure programmed it and had his name, I remember thinking to myself please just go away, but I smiled and was polite, the conversation was short and he left the bar telling me to call him, I was thinking yeah ok buddy, have a good night honestly I never once called a man who gave me his number at a bar, and I was not about to start, I remember it was Good Friday I was very recently divorced, I was not feeling vulnerable, I was looking forward to starting over, I was 29 years old. Two days later on Easter I was not feeling so empowered my children were with my ex husband it was the first holiday I spent alone since my divorced, I was lonely, then I remembered that guy from the bar he said he just moved here I bet he has no family here, and is feeling lonely as well, I figured why not call him what could it hurt, I called him and my life is forever changed.
We hit it off and things moved along really fast before I knew it he was living with me, it was only a month after I meet him, and things were not adding up with him, I had a funny feeling, so I ended it and he left.
A few weeks passed and he never called me, and to this day I don’t know why it bothered me, but it did, again I don’t know why but I called him, and before I knew it he was living with me, he said he was going to be moving away to MS in a month or so to be near his Father, so even though my instinct told me something was wrong get away from this man, I figured he is moving soon, so just ride it out and end things on a positive note, in the mean time I was slowly falling in love with him, as the time approached for him to leave, I was feeling sad and lonely, knowing he would be moving away forever in just a few days. That was his time to strike making my worse nightmare come true, I came home and he was gone, I was asking myself why would he do this when he is leaving in a few days, he would not take my calls, completely ignore me, and then I find out there is another woman, I was crushed, why, how, just like that he walked away with no explanation, in such a cruel and hurtful manor, I was left feeling that I would never see him again, I felt so helpless, then he would call, and ask to see me, I so relieved, hurt, and angry, but relieved, because I thought I would never get closure, or answers if he just left, he would say he is sorry, and he suggested how about I stay another month, to make things right, I was so caught in the moment I forgot what he just did to me, and was happy because the helplessness, and hurt was gone. It all happened so fast I did not realize what happened, I somehow forgot about the intentional pain, and hurt. And focused on making things good because he was about to leave forever, this became a pattern he did this to me three or four times in the course of a year, I still don’t know exactly how he was able to do it, but he made me very insecure thinking, I could come home one day and he would just be gone, I began to feel I needed him, I now realize he knew exactly what he was doing he found my weakness, and he proceeded to “break me down” it was as if he were trained on how to do this, he cheated on me, he did not work, yet I felt I needed him, I was always a very independent woman, and had never had an abusive relationship before this, my friends and family saw what was going on, so I began to lie, deny we were together I would say I ended it, thinking in my mind I could pull off the lie to my friends and family, after all he was moving soon so I would not have to live this lie long, looking back I think I really wanted him to move, because I saw the toll it was taking on me living a lie, always full of anxiety, trying to not have anyone know he was living with me, even my children thought he was gone and we lived together, it was a constant juggle him out the back door, as I entered the front with my kids, I was so stressed out, but he was moving soon, and I was in love with him, I had such a fear of him just leaving me when all I wanted was to end it on a positive note, and having closure.
This went on for over a year, then I sold some investment property this was to be a second chance at life, I was going to buy a house, it was not a huge amount of money 50 Thousand but enough to get ahead, his attitude changed he was so sweet, and played me like a violin, telling me exactly what I needed to hear, it happened so fast only 4 months, and I was broke. Imagine coming down from the high of having money (I never had money before to just shopping or do what I wanted) to being broke, realizing I blew this chance to buy a home, I was depressed, he was cold did not care a bit, my estimate is he probably ended up with over half the money threw sweet talking, loans, shopping etc. he did not care what so ever that I wasted my second chance at life.
It was October 28 2005 the very week the last dime was spent, we rented a movie, then I went to bed he said he be up soon, when I woke up, the nightmare began, he was gone all his things gone he packed up and left while I was sleeping never saying good bye, all that time when he was breaking me down, making me feel that he would do just that leave , with no closure, no explanation, just gone. At that moment I realized I was scammed, I screamed at the top of my lungs, breaking things, I remember driving down the road just screaming, and crying I feel so out of control. My heart ripped out my chest, I loved him, I wanted to die, and all the lies I had told to family and friends, saying he was gone, we were no longer together, I continued to play it off, even though my heart was broke, I questioned everything, even myself how could I let this happen, I was so deeply depressed, yet tried not to let anyone know, what happened, because I would look like such a fool, not to mention I was living a lie, all that time to family and friends how could I come clean now, so I suffered the most horrible pain I ever felt, and I suffered it alone, nobody to talk to about it.
He was long gone, I was angry hurt, in disbelief, he was so cruel he went out his way to make it clear that he never cared, he never loved me, and as he said “I was just his 2 dollar whore” and I should just get over it.
He spent the next few months traveling the county meeting woman that he met online; of course they paid for his expenses. I would call him begging him to lie to me, I would say trick my mind make it so it is not true, he would go out of his way to intentionally hurt me. As soon as I would begin to accept it for what it was, he would call me, say he is sorry and that he loved me, one occasion he went as far as to tell me he was on his way back to me, only 5 hours away, although I did not want him back, I wanted to believe him I wanted the pain to stop”it was then that he stopped taking my calls I did not hear from him for 2 weeks, when he called he acted as if I was crazy like he never promised he was 5 hours away and we were going to make it right.
I decided I was not going to stop till I found him, sued him and held him accountable. Everyday when I woke up I thought what can I do today to find him, I was resourceful. He was on many dating sites, so I would post fake profiles, trying to chat with him, by doing so I would get the I.P address which only gave me a city and state, but I would use that info and contact him and say how is Dallas I hired an investigator I know where you are, trying to make his life hell. On 2 occasions I was able to locate him to a specific woman, one in FL and one in IL. I told them everything sent them proof and they threw him out, if felt good, I thought eventually he would stop, playing games and just give me my money, and realize he did not win with me. But he never kept playing a game of cat and mouse for two years after he left it consumed me, it was all I thought of. I was beginning to wonder what I was doing, questioning my own sanity. Everyone said stop let it go I could not though I had an overwhelming desire to catch him, and expose him on T.V it sounds crazy but that was my goal. Last fall it all came to an end he just showed up at my door, like nothing ever happened. That was my opportunity to strike back, for me it was closure, I convinced him to go on Judge Mathis telling him if I won they would pay the judgement to me on his behalf, and I said to him that I would split it with him. Being the sociopath that he is so full of greed, he believed me. My intention was to go on the show, and blind side him, expose him, and most importantly get closure. We went on the show, and I won but the con man that he is, he was able to make me look unstable, he was so calm, and I was nervous as hell. That is about 10% of the story I could not begin to tell the whole story. The good new is I really did get closure, and I feel free”but I must admit there is many scars, many wounds that have yet to heal I don’t know if they ever will. I have since meet someone, and beginning to heal but I still have many issues, when it comes to relationships and I hope to heal.
I’m so sorry for what happened to you. Your healing will take time, and yes, you do become obsessed with finding a way to punish them. In my case, what goes around is finally coming around to him. Oh, he will never admit he did anything wrong, just like your sociopath will never admit it. People do begin to see right through them. I became obsessed with finding an ex bf who was also a narcissist. I wanted to find out where he lived, what he had been up to. He had also left me with no closure, and I thought, maybe now things will work out. One morning I thought, what are you doing? This man hurt you twenty years ago the same way this last one did. He cheated on me even though he was seventeen years older than I was. Why was I going to put myself through that again. Now there is my closure, sometimes it has to come from within yourself. They never change, but we can, we can evolve to be better people than we were before we met them, stronger. I wish you the best of luck, the recovery will be long, but you will be fine.
Blackrose and ss55125,
Well said. Closure can come from within ourselves. YES YES YES!
My life did not start to come back together until I let go of the Bad Man. The closure I needed, I found here at LF and in books when I began to understand the pathology.
If I had waited for some kind of satisfying explantion from BM, I would still be waiting. As I recall, his last communication to me said, “I am ready to forgive you now.”
Right. Forgive me! This does not closure make!
I figured him out. And now, I think about me. The jobs I lost in that first year or so… I was obsessed with thoughts of the Bad Man. I spent 50% of the time thinking I did something wrong and how could I fix it and the other 50% of time trying to think of ways to stop him from hurting other people.
That didn’t leave much room for getting on with my life and healing.
HAPPY JULY 4TH EVERYONE!!!
Hi all,
Hi Beverly and OxDrover, thanks for the welcome. I’ve been…busy…trying to heal, traveling and trying to cleanse my soul. But this is a circular process sometimes, with ups and downs as we all know.
Has LilOrphan been on? I haven’t seen posts from her for awhile.
ss55125:
Sorry for your heartache. Welcome to the Heartache Club, maybe we should start our own chapter. You must have been through betrayal, deception, lies, cheating, manipulation, and heartache to sign up. Open membership. No gender requirements. No age requirements. No educational, financial, or other requirements for membership. Haha.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
Glad to be back. This is a good place. The EOPC (I think this is the right group) is having a 4-day cruise to Cozumel, I believe. I want a Lovefraud Cruise. C’mon ladies, let Donna know and we can visit and cry and learn and heal in the Caribbean with a pina colada! It would be fun.
Happy 4th! Hope we all have BBQ’s and fun times today.
Peggy Pseu