Editor’s note: The following essay was submitted by Lovefraud reader “Presseject.” This is part two of his story. Part one was posted yesterday.
By Presseject
About two weeks after I confronted my S, there was a very dark day in which I was cut to pieces. I am okay now recalling it, but at that time, and for many weeks afterwards, it was like a knife in the heart. I would like to share a bit further with you the silver lining to this part of the story and how that relates to the good work you have done with the site. You see, it went like this:
I had my S visit and stay with me for my birthday weekend. He presented me with fun gifts and a card that included the words signed with “tons of love.” We had been dating for over six months at that point. (This included all the fun, spontaneous “impulsive” trips and arrangements including our visits to Miami, Key West, Palm Beach, Washington DC, New York City, Toronto, and London Ont.) But… while he was staying with me that last visit on my birthday, I happened to glance over at his laptop and saw a heading in his email program on a received email from what I thought was a dating website. So naturally I questioned it and I was told it was no one he knew, that sometimes he visited the site but wasn’t meeting anyone. A real nice birthday surprise!
After he went back, I found the site, having memorized the name of it in the email heading. To find his profile, I had to create one for myself. Once I did this, I saw he was very active at the site, logging in each day and the profile was marked as “looking for a relationship and/or one-on-one.” This left a sinking feeling in me. I thought we had a relationship, so again I needed to let him know it didn’t sit well with me. To do this though took even greater strength. I remember turning to God in prayer at that point to ask for that strength to find and face the truth, whatever it might be. And this was actually the beginning of my new relationship with God. Together with God’s help I knew I was going to get to the truth (I am still in this quest and I will continue this prayer) but little did I know it would turn my world inside out and leave me without the dream of love and feeling something others have described as being emotionally raped.
The day I after I spoke with him about my feelings about the site and his profile which he said calmly he’d “take into consideration,” he sent three typical friendly emails, pictures of himself with family, links to fun websites, nothing out of the ordinary. That evening though, he called and said it was over. He was going to try to find someone closer to where he lived possibly. He said he couldn’t explain me to his family although oddly, a few months prior, he had introduced me affectionately to each and every one of them! I was stunned and expressed my shock, especially after all the birthday gifts and words of love shared the week before. That sinking feeling was the Titanic going down then. To be discarded so quickly without much of a sound reason was baffling and horrible all at the same time.
Somehow I had the sense (when all seemed like chaos and NO sense) to google “personality disorder” along with the word “relationship” about a week after that. It led to the various sites on narcissism that seemed to give hints at what had just happened. (I learned to do searches excluding the words “Sam,” “Vaknin” and “Malignant” after a while). A close friend soon suggested the idea of a sociopath to me. (I still very much like the description one visitor has offered at Lovefraud of a “sociopath parading as a narcissist”) and it was the descriptions of a sociopath I found at Lovefraud that fit so well with my experience of the shock I had experienced of being “discarded.” But somehow, unlike many of the stories I had been reading, I hadn’t sensed that I had been completely “devalued.” (Discarded yes, but devalued?) That maybe my S was not such an S after all. (Later on I would read many entries in the site about those of us who are left wanting to still find hope in these kinds of situations, the appropriate and helpful reference to the Stockholm syndrome in particular). So I was, at that point, very hurt, very confused and still hopeful that love might still triumph. After all, I had never met someone so “nice” and fun to be with (at the beginning of course) and even after the hurt, it then still seemed worth “fixing.” (Part of me now thinks that having that kind sweet hope alive probably serves to help to cushion the extreme shock of what is plainly a hurtful and illogical abandonment.)
So I rose to the occasion, and again called on God to help back me up. It was at that two week time period after his “gotta go now” quick ending of our relationship that I sent one very kind and considerate email suggesting that perhaps that there had been a misunderstanding, that it seemed a shame to throw away all the fun and passionate friendship we had been enjoying so intently. In return, the next day, I received the most caustic, illogical, insulting and degrading note I have ever read from anyone. All I can say is THANK GOD I had found the Lovefraud.com site the week prior because as this horrible dark experience took such a sinister turn, I knew from reading your site enough to know that part of the equation, (the part that was missing) was the “devalued” part. I had been discarded the week before with not much of an explanation. And sure enough, I then had it in full force in front of me, the “devaluing” part, seething with vile and cold inequity.
His heartless letter was filled with twisted statements about my body that he thought revolted him (odd, since throughout the entire six months I was told over and over how desirable I was!) The rest of it was illogical too, the reasoning seemed childish, trivial and hurtful. But it set me free actually. I had prayed to God for strength and understanding. I had found this, God had indeed helped me to find the tools of understanding and knowledge through your site from experts and through the words of other survivors you have helped. Through reading your site, I was somewhat “protected” when this insane letter was received having been somewhat warned about how a sociopath might behave. It was the most startling realization, painful of course yet on the other hand, all the “pieces” of the puzzle now fit. I really can’t imagine how much worse the pain would have been without the good information I had found at Lovefruad.com. Thank you again for being there! Although it was one of the most damaging emotional things I have ever experienced, Lovefraud has been a real part of the silver lining in getting through this storm. The other part I guess is me… I did the hard part of walking through this and caring for myself enough to get my sanity back.
I can tell you this much too; as others have noted here, friends, ministers, group therapy and other places I have turned to did not quite provide the kind of human compassionate understanding I needed to help me through this over the last three months. I was going through days in which I was strong with my new understandings. Other days I was left trying to find even a shred of what my heart had been or felt like. I knew “no contact” was the only option even though I would still get urges to write and send things (new feelings of forgiveness, anger, or needing justice still surface from time to time.) Learning these kinds of individuals cannot change was also helpful. Over time, the hurt I experienced was less and less about my personal shortcomings (through his hurtful words that I had mistakenly held up against myself only adding fuel to his fire he started). Lovefraud helped initially for me to learn some basics about the behaviors (how to identify a sociopath, etc) \and then went even further to help me regain myself again, to learn this could be the start of a whole new positive change for me and my approach to relationships (which I also learned has been punctuated by somewhat similar encounters although nothing as awful as this last one). I am resolved now to keep seeking the truth in others and in myself. I won’t be so quick to be attracted to those with effortless charm and fearless impulsiveness or selfish motives, no matter how “successful” they might be in other areas of their lives. I have learned about my old pattern of picking out this kind of “successful” person from a crowd. I have learned about my own impulsiveness and (controlling) need to be a caretaker to someone emotionally unavailable. It can work in the short run but not for anything more substantial… like love.
That is where I am heading now, towards love, a shared love, and with luck I will find this. Lovefraud has helped and this is why I have taken time to write here, to express continued gratefulness for all those who make this site so helpful. My words are here for God too, as a prayer to share with Him my gratefulness during this recovery period, for His help and the strength he has given me to rise above the chaos with new insights and compassion for myself. To experience how I am able to take responsibility too for my own welfare, to be an active and (still) loving part in this process. God answered my prayer and I believe He will also answer others who ask and pray. (A higher power can do this, however you come to see this and whatever names you choose to use for it)…
To go one step further, my words here are also a prayer for those that are also, at this very moment, trying hard through very difficult times to find their own understanding and strength. I hope you find it and I hope you are also able to set yourself free from all that is cruel, careless and hurtful. (Please read all you can about this kind of disorder, it really helps to get past the hurt from being left in the dark.) We each have this power within us, it is up to each of us to find it and put it to good use!
Besameanne: I agree with Oxy. No contact. I didn’t read all that you blogged, but you have to think fast and come up with specifics … no la, laing here.
Figure out why he uses you? Is it to pay the bills for him, keep him afloat? To put a roof over his head? Cook, clean, sex slave? What is it that you have that he is angry about loosing?
And don’t tell me love, because this is not love.
This is control and manipulation at it’s ugliest.
He is definitely escalating and controlling – NOT GOOD!!!!
He’s definitely allowing his mask to slip and when they get this desperate to controlling a person … anything can and will happen.
If you can leave the city and stay with friends that he doesn’t know where you are. That’s a plus.
And, I’m not talking moving down the street from where you currently live. I’m talking about staying with someone you trust that lives in another city that he does NOT know.
If you can leave the state and not come back. Even better.
What ever it is that you can do to get away from him permanently is the best. DO IT NOW!
Do not hesitate. Do not give him another chance. Leave and leave NOW.
Keep the sheriff(s) informed. Tell them every violent act he’s done to you.
Any physical contact what-so-ever so they have facts.
If they give you the bull that you can’t prove it … don’t pay them any mind … insist, absolutely insist they put the information down on their paperwork. Officers of the law are just that … officers of the law. They are not judge or jury and are not to decide what you need to prove anything. Period.
Get back to us as soon as you can and absolutely, positively NO CONTACT with him, his family, his friends. No one.
As painful as we all may feel, Wini is right about NC, i am in my office doing work and i get hang up calls, the old me would say things like please stop doing this, not any more, pick up the phone answer hello and then hang up. My biggest question that is never answered is why dont they move on to someone else ? is it possible she is not a SP ?
Dear Taken ror a ride,
It is about “ownership”—they “own” you, you are their property, and even though they don’t want you, it is like they can’t stand to lose CONTROL over you.
I remember when I was a pretty good size kid (8 or 9) and my mom decided that I should donate some of my toys that I didn’t play with and were no longer “age appropriate” toys, to a Christmas toy drive. I didn’t play with these toys any more, but it was “difficult” for me to part with them because they were MINE. I ended up being okay with the donation (she didn’t FORCE me) but I think the Ps are NEVER “OKAY” with giving up ownership, even if they don’t like to “play with” us any more.
Even if we are “broken” and they hate us, they still OWN us and want to keep an eye on us.
Or maybe another analogy would fit better, like people who have “pets” that they abuse and kick around. It is, again, OWNERSHIP, “You are MY dog, damn it, and if I kick you, you BETTER lick my boots and show me you love me, or I will kick you harder.”
CONTROL and OWNERSHIP
Dear ladies-thank you for your support. Having someone respond to my post meant alot more to me than I expected it to. I’m used to keeping everything to myself but, maybe I need to change that…………..
The last 2 days have been rough. Yesterday it was belittling voicemails all day and today has been silent.
I didn’t answer the phone yesterday but, I did listen to the voicemails. Today, in the silence, they played over and over in my head. It hurts so much. Maybe I won’t hear them when I’m back at work. I’m so tired and I have to put my clean sheets back on the bed. Thanks so much for your support.
Dear Besameanne,
The best advice I can give you is DON’T LISTEN TO THE VOICE MAILS—they can’t hurt you if you dont’ hear them. I do know it hurts to “hear” them over and over in your head too. That was his point, to HURT YOU.
A “trick” of mine that helped me is when they start playing over and over like a stuck tape recorder is to sing a song in your head (or outloud if you can sing better than I can! LOL) or say multiplication tables or ANYTHING so that you can’t “hear” the voicemails in your mind. ((((hugs)))) Have a better day tomorrow.
besameanne: Yes, keep blogging with us. The truth will set you free. Knowledge is power … getting to understand what they are all about. Read upward after you post something to read what others listed under the headings of the Titles. Go into the sites and read what they professionals know about you EX and those like him living among us.
Good luck in your healing … you’ll get through this … You’ve already took the first step of facing facts versus believing their lies.
Peace to your heart and soul during your healing.
Wini and Oxdrover-I have to say this, if I can figure out how to. Here I’ve been, reading you all’s posts for all this time, thinking that “just observing” is helping me heal, and I’m finally moved to post. When I check back in and read your replies, I surprise myself with instant tears each time……… I hate to admit it but, I was not as successful at the “self-therapy” as I thought I was – since I’ve shocked myself with the flood of tears and emotions that have overwhelmed me each time I’ve read your blogs. I knew I’m one who tends to keep everything bottled up inside but, I’m still surprised by my own reactions. There’s a little voice in my head right now telling me I’m pretty damn lucky I did this because I’m not as smart or as tough as I think I am and I probably wasn’t gonna get through this by myself. I’d have been sitting here reading everyone’s blogs and jibbering to myself when the men in the little white coats came and got me – chair and all!! I can tell already – you folks are going to make the difference for me-you’re gonna help me save my sanity and my life. Thank you with all my heart.
I knew I’d made a mistake by sending that letter but, I ignored the little voice in my head telling me not to do it. Hopefully, I lucked out this time because I can’t go away. I own my own little business up here in northern Missouri and I can’t get too far away from it. I live out in the country but, I have a neighbor and friend I can count on and the sheriff just lives across the creek. I’m just going to have to forget about the $500 and hope nothing else happens. I hate to think my $500 will help him fix his truck so he can come back to harass me but, maybe he’ll fix it and leave “these here parts” for good!!
I must get ready for work but I’m already looking forward to getting back here tonight. Thanks again!
besameanne: I don’t care who anyone is … no one is a match for them, not even other hustlers. They basically wink and nod at each other and keep their distance from each other … but they give each other up too, cause there is no honor among thieves … and thieves are what they all are.
Don’t worry about having your love used against you. God is showing us all … that we are stronger than we think. We will prevail.
I look at them this way, at least I’m not one of them. I like who and what I am. Period. I love, I feel, I think, I’m creative, I’m considerate, understanding, compassionate etc. etc. etc. If he can’t see that, or can’t comprehend it. Too bad. He looses, not me. I don’t need a mooch latching on to me for the rest of my life, not being real, not be able to love.
I do pray for him, as I do the others that I know are like him. I pray that somehow, somewhere, something will go off in their brains and they will pray to God to get closer to God.
I stay on this blog to learn new theories and to see if anything progressed in the research of uncovering how to “thump’ them in the heads… other than that, I blog with folks just to make sure you are OK while you go through your healing … and to let you know, there is a beautiful, beautiful life for you … waiting for you … after you get them out of your system. It’s ruthless of them, I know. It’s cowardly of them, I agree. But they are who they are and we are who we are. If you had to chose sides, I bet anyone on here, wouldn’t want to be walking in their shoes and living a “no thing” life, no feelings, no remorse, no morals, no ethics, no consideration for any one … NOTHING. Zip, NADDA, doesn’t register.
I don’t believe it’s genetic, but it could very well be. I believe their big egos, the voices in their heads is what did this too them. Them, doing it to themselves. Not their family, not their friends … not any external situation did this to them. I think they believe their own big egos and that’s it.
But, that is only my opinion … and you know about opinions, yeah, everyone has one.
Peace. Any time you start to waffle back and forth and dreaming about and wishing that it were real …. put some music that you like on … and listen to what you want to listen to. Get a pet, love your pet. Get 2 or 3 … save a life, they will save yours.
Peace.
Besameanne, I cried and cried from the validation I got here, the personal responses are precious at the lonely times.
And Oxy.. bingo.. I always felt like a toy when I was with him, and now I’m an unwanted toy, but omg if I try to move on with my life, suddenly there he is, with proposals and flowers. Sheesh.. make up my mind boy. I got way more hurt by that then I did by anything during the relationship, because I broke up with a good, caring man to try again with him and hurt myself and everybody else in the process.
Wini and kat_o_nine_tales-
Have just a minute before heading to my shop. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Wini-I’m not a religious person but, I live by the Golden Rule and learned a long time ago the value of a clear conscience. We can’t do much about the things that happen in life but, we can control how we respond to them and I would much rather keep my morals and my clear conscience and like the person I am than have to lie to myself and put the “but” word in front of everything I do or say. Unfortunately, our morals and consciences are p’s weapons. I think having morals and a conscience are the reason they can blindside us so easily but, I’ll never give them up.