When people realize that that they are involved with a sociopath, the standard advice from Lovefraud is that they should, as quickly as possible, cut the predator out of their lives. That means no phone calls, no e-mails, no texts, and certainly no in-person meetings. It means No Contact.
Of course, there are times when this is difficult, as when our reader works with the sociopath, or they have children together. In these cases, they need to implement No Contact as best they can. But let’s now talk about situations where it is possible to get rid of the person, such as in a dating relationship.
What is the best way to establish No Contact? Clearly, firmly and permanently.
The rules of No Contact
The book called The Gift of Fear, by Gavin de Becker, devotes several pages to the topic of rejecting an unwanted suitor, and these pages are among the most helpful of the entire book.
De Becker writes in the context of a woman who decides she doesn’t want to be involved with a man. Do not, the author says, try to “let him down easy.” Here’s what he writes:
One rule applies to all types of unwanted pursuit: Do not negotiate. Once a woman has made the decision that she doesn’t want a relationship with a particular man, it needs to be said one time, explicitly. Almost any contact after that rejection will be seen as negotiation ”¦ If you tell someone ten times that you don’t want to talk to him, you are talking to him—nine times more than you wanted to.
Here are more points that de Becker makes in the book:
- If you get 30 messages from a pursuer, and finally call him back to say, “stop calling,” he learns that after 30 attempts, he will get a response.
- If you make an excuse like, “I don’t want to be in a relationship right now,” the stalker assumes you will want to be in a relationship later, and keeps calling.
- If you say, “You’re a great guy, but I’m not the one for you,” the stalker thinks you’re just confused, and will come around in time.
- Never explain why you don’t want a relationship. If you give a reason, it gives him something to challenge.
- A nice or delicate rejection is often taken as affection.
“The way to stop contact is to stop contact,” de Becker says. “I suggest one explicit rejection and after that absolutely no contact. If you call the pursuer back, or agree to meet, or send him a note, or have somebody warn him off, you buy another six weeks of his unwanted pursuit.”
Giving in
What happens if you’re wishy-washy about No Contact? Not long ago, Lovefraud received the following letter from a reader who we’ll call “Lenore.”
I literally had to count the days that went by as I refused contact with him, and on day 120, I celebrated because I felt healed. Well, on day 121, he emailed me, and against my better judgment, I emailed him back. He told me he had been in therapy, he realized what he had done wrong, he was on medication.
I was cautious and wary, and decided, amidst warnings of concern from my friends and family, to perhaps work on a friendship again. We worked on being friends for a few weeks, and everything was great and fine. I felt in control of the situation.
Then his old behaviors started creeping in. He installed a GPS app on my phone so he could track my whereabouts. He began calling and texting incessantly, and flipping out if I didn’t answer right away. The verbal and psychological abuse had begun again. Fortunately, this time it did not escalate to physical abuse. He began lying again, gaslighting and acting erratically, and began seeing other women on the side. Last night, it once again became too much and I told him not to contact me again because my heart and my spirit couldn’t take any more pain, and his inconsistency is so bad for my son.
So today begins Day One again without him. I am writing you today to tell you that your no contact advice was the best advice I didn’t take. For 120 days I went without him. It took a while, but by day 90 I was happy and free and at peace. Now I am back to square one.
No Contact is the path to healing from an entanglement with a sociopath. The stronger you can be about No Contact, the faster you will recover.
Dear Henry,
Well, darling, “club scene” or “internet?” What’s the difference really? I know it is hard to “meet someone” and especially when you live in the boondocks, and/or you are old and/or gay..or in your case, all three! At least you are not FAT as well! LOL
I realize the blind thing has got to be making you “crazy” and depressed as well, I know that me just looking in a mirror and seeing a portrait of my grandmother is depressing to me most of the time. But at least you can get surgery and your sight back, there ain’t nuttin’ gonna make me young again, and God knows even if I could afford plastic surgery with my luck I’d look like Ann Margaret does–she looks like an Ann Margaret DOLL that got too close to the heat and melted! YUK!!!! At least I don’t look like some old broad that had BAD PLASTIC SURGERY trying to look young…some folks can pull it off but others can’t. Raquel Welch looks okay, but some of the others look HIDEOUS! WORSE THAN OLD! LOL
Ox I don’t need you to remind me how old I am (56) I will never be as old as you tho – think about it – beside’s 56 ain’t old..The difference in the club scene and the internet is you can see who’s rejecting you in person..
i need to throw my two cents worth in here – if you are not gay you have no idea how hard it is to meet people to date. If i was straight, i would NEVER have gone online to begin with.
there are a million ways for straight people to meet – yes the odds go down if you are older (unless you are living in Florida or some similar place chock a block full of older people); down further if you live in the boonies; further down if you are looking for someone of a particular ethnic/ racical/ cultural background other than what is dominant in your area; down further still if you have a visible disability;and if you are gay YOU all but disappear, never mind potential partners.
and if you are blind like hens – you can’t even see that you have disappeared.
((((((((hugs to you hens.)))))))))) our odds suck.
Dear Henry,
You’re right, with your mouth, you won’t live to be my age, some old woman will beat you to death with a cast iron skillet! LOL (((hugs)))
Well, we could all take a trip down to the”wino shelter” and pick us out a guy/gal if we LOWER OUR STANDARDS ENOUGH but you know, I’m not going to lower my standards one whit!
You are right, though, Hens, you can at least SEE who is rejecting you when you meet them in a club! Ha ha
But you know, guys, seriously, I am getting MORE AND MORE PICKY rather than less and less picky as time goes on, because I sure as heck do NOT want another psychopath in my life. Not only not another psychopath, but just don’t want some one in my life who is DYSFUNCTIONAL, stupid, selfish, or worthless. I long ago put aside issues of age, height, weight, religion, race or ethnic origin, although I do still prefer a male, but I will NOT put aside, won’t even consider putting aside, my moral compass for anyone, or have any interest in someone who has no moral compass.
Still have my soul – thank you for letting me know about this book. I have no doubt that THE ex (I cannot even bear to say “my” ex) is a sociopath. He’s a 49 y/o old man that got caught because I found THE list. It’s a list of women’s name he screwed in the order he was with them and I saw MANY names after mine. He also kept soiled women’s underwear in his nightstand. What “normal” 49 y/o old man does that – makes and keeps a list (and they’re updated too) and keeps women’s SOILED underwear in his nightstand??!!! When I confronted him, he said he did it because it was a “trophy” for him. WHAT NORMAL 49 Y/O MAN DOES THAT – MAKES A LIST AND KEEPS SOILED WOMEN’S UNDERWEAR??!!! Geez!!!
Guess what I did? I threw the soiled underwear in the laundry and put them back where I found them – in his nightstand. Now he can sniff sniff hooray til he’s blue in the face and all that VJJ smell is gone. Hah!
I am sure he has started a new underwear collection since we broke up coz I ruined his priced collection before we broke up. But washing all those soiled underwear was sweet revenge! I can only imagine his surprise when he took a whiff of one of those soiled collection of his and it smelled like Tide. hahaha
Hi, Oxy! I feel good that you used a “Gem-Quote”,-100% original!{Throw away your wishbone, and grow a backbone!”}
Re the subject of Dreams,-Ive been having quite a few dreams of my spath daughters when they were little and cute.Then I have to wake up to the realisation they are 44 and 46 years old, they are both Narc/Spaths, they are HORRIBLe people now, they lie, cheat,con people,use people,dont care one jot about MUM{me},or anyone else for that matter.
I guess its my subconscious, try ing to process all this stuff and trying to get some closure on it.
My SIL said to me,”Gem, please dont think that you the only one she lies to, screws, and abuses, dont take it personally, she does it to everyone!”Nice to know.!!
Love, Mama Gem.
Great news re your diet Oxy{sorry, lifestyle change}, WELL DONE losing 18 pounds!!
TOWANDA for you! “Good on you” as they say here in OZ!!
Dear Deceived,
To answer your question…”what normal man does that?” NONE!!!! The only guys I know of who keep trophies like women’s underware are perverts, rapists, and serial killers—how about the guy Donna put the news article up from Canada that was the Canadian military BIG SHOT who had dressed up in women’s underware in their homes and ended up KILLING A COUPLE of the women whose homes he broke into.
JUST BE GLAD THAT YOU GOT OUT ALIVE, DARLING!!! This guy is NOT “normal” unless you consider perverted psychopathic sexual predators “normal.”
Dear Gem, I think we posted over each other.
Thanks, yea it feels good to see the scale inching down some. I let myself lapse a couple of days, just didn’t have the motivation, but am “back in the saddle again” and went out and worked in the yard some more today, threw brush and cut limbs on the trailer to haul to the dump…took a walk, the guy who bought the last little air plane my husband had came to pick up the main part of it today and I walked out to the runway where they were loading it. He is such a jerk wad, irritating, but harmless, not like a psychopath!
Sort of glad to see the plane go, but also sorry to see it go if that makes any sense.
The sun was shining and the trees seemed to reflect the colors better than they had been, so it was beautiful and nice out today though cooler than it has been.
Just tried to enjoy the nice blessings I do have and not focus on the things I’ve lost.
I understand the dreams Gem, and I’ve sort of stopped having them where the P son is concerned, but I DIVIDED the “man” he is now from the “boy” he was then, and “buried” the boy in my own private ceremony as if he had died…and in reality, none of us have the BABIES we had, even if they grow up to be great people those “babies’ are not on this earth any more. I miss those babies, for all my boys…but at the same time, I no longer have any “love” for that STRANGE MAN in prison. Really, too, I didn’t know him any more than I know the president of the USA…they are all just “pictures” to me or DVDs and you only see a side of them, not the total person.
That MAN in prison—I have his words on paper to prove to me what he is and WHO he is. He is EVIL. I know what his DEEDS are and how proud he is of his EVIL DEEDS.
Those EVIL hateful WOMEN are not your babies, not your sweet little girls—those evil hateful women are STRANGERS to you. DISENGAGE from the WOMEN and just remember the sweet little girls that you had once upon a time. (((hugs))))
“It is not all bad, this getting old, ripening. After the fruit has got its growth it should juice up and mellow. God forbid I should live long enough to ferment and rot and fall to the ground in a squash.”
~Emily Carr~
Dear One step,
I absolutely agree! Thanks for the quote, it is priceless! I’m not ready yet to fall to the ground and go squash yet either! LOL
What’s that old quote about “too soon old, and too late smart?” Yea, that’s me, time has flown by and only yesterday I was 18 or 20, or 24 and my babies were toddlers, and now I’m 5 years into the last quarter of my life (if I’m lucky) but in a lot of ways, this is going to be the BEST quarter of my life!
Got a new book for my upcoming birthday when my best friend was here it is called tyhe “No Salt, No Sugar, No Fat Cookbook” NOW BOY-O-BOY doesn’t THAT sound inviting! ? LOL