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!
Everyone, I’m starting to go a little crazy here. Maybe my ex was abusive to me because I wasn’t submissive enough? Perhaps the OW doesn’t mind being told what to wear, etc. Maybe when he tells the OW to do something she goes, “ok.” There are women who don’t mind that stuff.
Dear Iwonder: Which other woman are you referring to? The other woman after you, or the other women after the woman after you? Or, the other women after all these other women?
Stop. Just stop trying to figure him out? It is you trying to figure him out that is driving you crazy.
Now is time for yourself to focus on yourself to heal. After you heal and you are back to reclaiming your life can you think about figuring him out. By then you won’t care to figure him out.
Peace.
Wini: I know you are right. I changed my clothes, my job, dropped my hobbies and friends and that still didn’t please him. There will always be another woman….and always something wrong with that one…and the next..and so on..and so on.
Iwonder: I don’t know where I posted my thoughts on the issue of focusing on God’s virtues, walking a righteous path … doing and learning wisdom by living the way God wants us to live. But if you scroll around and look what I wrote to James earlier today, I wonder if that is more on the right track of what is going on? The way we live our lives and can focus on doing what is righteous and virtuous, versus our EXs never doing anything righteous, just living from their big egos … never learning wisdom, hence, certain chemicals and enzymes NOT allowed to go off throughout their bodies and minds … what scientist and medical professionals are thinking is a missing gene in anti-socials could really be dormant. Dormant because our EXs and other anti-socials are NOT living and learning wisdom which does not allow these enzymes and chemicals to kick into gear (so to speak on layman’s terms).
Think about it. When you laugh, what happens to you mentally and physically?
When you cry, what happens both mentally and physically?
When you are stressed, what happens to you mentally and physically?
And so and and so forth. There must be something happening to our minds and bodies if we walk and live a righteous life, the way God wants us to live because he had designed us that when we live our lives the way he wants us to live certain chemicals and enzymes go off throughout our bodies and minds due to the wisdom obtained … bringing us to a higher and higher level of living a righteous life. The opposite happens with our EXs and people like our EXs … living life the way their ego wants them to live … not learning wisdom, not having these chemicals and enzymes going off in their bodies and minds.
Peace.
Wini I gotta say, not too long ago I would have been right there with you posting about God, focusing on the Lord.. but I’ve had a nasty knock to my faith. So I don’t disagree with you.. but I am just not sure that holds all the answers anymore.
Dear Oxdrover and Jen2008-
Well, the fire talk has kinda put a big lump in my throat – he has threatened to burn my house down at least a couple of times. Jeez-not that I had brushed it off exactly but………
Another thing he’s said more than once is “You want to play war……..” That one always left me speechless – since I was never saying anything that could have even been REMOTELY close to that – usually just trying to defend myself in response to his outrageous accusations.
Why is it that they all say the same things? Are they reading the same book – “How To Become a Raving Psycopath in Ten Easy Steps”?
And almost everyone says they accuse us of being the crazy one. His last voicemail said “You are just as f—-d up as I am – that’s part of the bond between us.” Things like that are what makes the NC so hard. I wanted to pick up the phone and scream “You are f—–g insane!!!” I’d have to kill myself if I was like you!!” Oh, my god.
Oxdrover-I am keeping the sheriff informed about what’s going on. Luckily, he’s a pretty good friend as well as being the sheriff. He has read all his text messages and listened to all his voicemails – except for the last day’s worth. I’m recording all the voicemails onto a tape recorder that I keep hidden also.
I have a 9mm pistol with 2 loaded 16rd clips. At night, its right beside me in bed and not far away in the daytime. I am a FFL dealer-there’s lots of firearms in my shop. I don’t have a concealed carry permit but, I’m considering taking the course. My 9mm is a little too big to “pack” and the x stole the little 25Auto I would carry if I still had it. I should take the course and get a smaller gun to carry. Thanks for the suggestion.
I feel like I need someone behind me poking me with a stick. I’m dragging my feet because I can’t believe this is happening. I feel somewhat like I am 2 different people – the one this is happening to and the one this would never happen to. I keep thinking “How did this come to this?” and “How could I have not seen this coming?” and, of course “WHY ME?” and ”
WHAT’S WRONG WITH THIS WORLD?”
You all are so great………………
kat_o_nine_tales: Sure it does. God created us and God wants us to live righteously, by doing the work, learning the lessons (gaining wisdom), building a firm foundation (not quick sand), gathering another tool (lesson learned) into our tool belt of life, reaping the rewards for taking this righteous road.
What is the alternative? Living from your big ego (evil), not doing the work (only gaining more of your ego baloney – no wisdom), foundation is quickly going into the sand – not firm, not firm at all – only an illusion of what your ego is telling you you got over on folks), not adding a tool in to your tool belt of life (your tool belt is empty), and still reaping the rewards and more ….
On both paths you have to pay your way. Righteous, you pay by doing the work.
Unrighteous path … anyone surrounding you going down this path, pays, pays, pays.
Sound familiar with the bank bailout .. or is it what this WAR cost us and how much money was stolen. Which is it? Oh, the tangle webs we weave when you are in office to deceive.
Peace.
Dear Besameanne,
Go tomorrow and get you a dog, some dog at least a year or two years old, something that is yappy, and can sleep with you. Keep that dog with you at night. It won’t take long before the dog will get used to you and yap if there are strangers around.
I am glad that you are familiar with firearms and please do go ahead and keep one in your car. It is “better to be tried by 12 jurors than carried to your grave by 6 pall bearers.”
Apparently your P is one of those CONTROL and “win at any price” testosterone driven Ps, sounds almost like my son. They think they are so smart, but even if they are dumb as rocks, they are still so arrogant that they think they can get away with anything.
I suggest that you make as sure as you can that you have good fire alarms, and a cell phone with you at all times, fully charged. I know how it is to live under siege, and I finally decided that there wasn’t a way I could do it, especially at night. My house is remote and I couldn’t sleep and defend myself with him being right here. So I got the RV and moved away til his arrest.
I’m glad the sheriff is your friend and is aware of what is going on. That at least is one of the great things about living in the boonies. The law is more personally oriented.
Quit dragging your feet, anne, I know what you mean, I dragged my feet for months, just couldn’t believe they would actually try to kill our family, but once I saw there was nothing I could do I realized it was “defecate or vacate” (chit or get off the pot!) If I held on any longer I was risking my life, and it was difficult for me to accept that too. My house and my farm isn’t worth my LIFE. Neither is your house or your shop. Get your priorities straight and decide what you need to do. NEED TO DO. Until you make up your mind, and assess the situation, be as careful as you can.
He MAY eventually get over his mad and move on, and he may not. My X BF didn’t give up til he had burned his X’s house and he got away with it, there wasn’t enough evidence to take it to court, but there was enough circumstantial to KNOW HE DID IT. I was never afraid of him physically hurting me, he likes to be the “pillar of the community” so his violence is sneaky against property. I figured he would be mad enough to try the same thing with me, and I think it crossed his mind so I pulled a bluff on him and made him believe it, and he did get “even” with me, but in an emotional way, not burning my house.
Oh, and make sure your insurance is paid up. If you have anything that is irreplaceable, like papers, heirlooms, etc. I would get them out of the house and take them to a friend’s house for safety so you won’t lose them if he does burn your house. I got a fire safe for mine, which was a good thing to do anyway. It wasn’t all that expensive. Quite frankly, I’d advise you to sleep somewhere besides home for a while too.
Sometimes though they have a loooong memory. I think my X BF’s bust up with his x GF was in March and her house burned in July. He had started dating me in April.
Anyway, be careful. I’ll keep you in my prayers.
Hey Oxy, if you ever run for president, you’ve got my vote. Yahoo … I bet the VP wouldn’t dare go out duck hunting with you (LOL).
Ha ha, Wini! LOL LOL
Well, you know, I have more sense than to run for president! I wouldn’t have that job if they begged me.
But you know, I’ll take “dictator”–it might not be better if I was DICTATOR, but it would sure be different! LOL ROTFLMAO