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!
Hey Henry, I like when Judge J says “shame on you” or “how greedy can you be?” or “do you think I was born yesterday, shut up until I’m talking to you”.
Yeah, Judy and Oxy … quite the ticket.
oxy? vice president? with a machine gun on the hood of her redneck dump truck? I dunno we already have cheny – heya wini
i don’t know about this country – I think it has lost it’s identity – I think things are getting bad but i dont talk polotics or religion unless u agree with me
politics =polotics i nevr wuz gud at spelun
i dont have anything to complain about tonite Wini i am feeling more free free to live, free to be me, free to love, free too just BE i wana thank you Wini for your insight some of your thought have really made me think and accept the truth thanks for that…
God maybe, church not so sure anymore. Too much insisting “godly” women suffer in silence and cry at the altar and pray for their “precious” husbands to see the light week after week, year after year.
BTW if any of you wants to write to me, tell Donna I said it’s A-OK.
Dear Kat: I hear you. I felt the same way about church.
Church is community for sharing of God’s word.
My Mom and Dad took us to mass every Sunday. I loved the sermons … but as soon as service was over and we’d congregate on the Church steps to chat with folks who attended the same church … I would see people being hypocrites of the very sermon we just heard in church (aka egos taking off). I didn’t understand it when I was younger … and stayed away from church for many years after I hit my teenage years.
I asked my Dad why we he had us attending church, that I just didn’t get it. I told him I loved listening to the sermons, singing, reading our Bibles, but as soon as we got outside the church, people were just ignoring the sermon and doing what they wanted.
My father told me he didn’t know what other people got from church but he felt peace and serenity every time he walked through the church doors.
I didn’t understand this concept until years later.
People are people no matter where you go in life. Some people stay humble and others egos guide their lives. You just have to stick to your convictions of what you are and what you want in your life. Keep your heart and mind open, read God’s words for yourself and you’ll get it. Boy, will you get it.
I always wanted to read the Bible cover to cover. I would read passages here and passages there throughout my life … but I never sat down and read the Bible cover to cover … until my suit with my bosses. Everything that is written in the Bible happened years before it happened to us. Which was a great comfort to me while my career was being systematically destroyed. I read the Bible for a few minutes before I went to work, at break and lunches and after I got out of work.
Peace.
Yea, I am just about like Judge Judy as far as other folks and setting boundaries for them, but had a lot of difficulty setting bondaries for my family and close friends, now I am more like her with everyone! FAMILY included!
Kat, as far as God vs Church is concerned, STICK WITH GOD, He won’t let you down, but unfortunately the church is made up of people—some people who are good, believing, honest caring folks, and some just like my mother who say one thing and DO ANOTHER. You can’t always count on others who SAY they are Christians to ACT like they are. Use the same measure on them that you would use on someone who SAY they “love” you but ACT like they hate you.
Wini is right in that there are so many stories in the Bible that are “just like” here on LF, they talk about how the Ps operate and how we should respond. Lots of people seem to have the idea that God and Jesus want you to be some namby-pamby push over and that if you are a “good Christian” you will lie down and play door mat, and that is not the truth at all.
The Apostle Paul talks about putting on the WHOLE ARMOR OF GOD, and who puts on armor? A STRONG person who will FIGHT for what is right. We just shouldn’t be ones to START fights, and if you can turn away anger with soft words, that’s a good idea, but if you have to fight for what is right, DO IT!
I feel closer to God than I have ever felt, and I am learning patience (the hard way) by exercising it, and by TRUSTING God loves me. I haven’t gone to church since all this started, but I am about ready to start going back, but will not go to the church my mom goes to because I don’t want to be around her or the other people she has conned that she is some kind of “saint” when I KNOW THE TRUTH about what she is. I know what is BEHIND THE MASK, and it “ain’t pretty.”
But I DO know there are congregations of good people (and there may be a black sheep or two there as well) but if you let a hypocrit stand between you and God, they are closer to God than you are—to use a trite phrase.
While I was hiding out, I read over and over the story of King David hiding from King Saul who was trying to kill him. I identified with that story. Just like King David, I sneaked off and hid befosre they knew I was gone. I hid out in my little RV “cave” and I even named the RV after the cave that David hid out in. Of course God could have kept Saul from killing or even trying to kill David, but David learned a lot while he was hiding out, and you know, so did I.
If we don’t take the opportunity to find the LESSONS in what happens to us in life, we lose great opportunities. I can confess that I MISSED THE LESSONS over and over with the Ps, but I think I am getting the lesson this time.
Remember the old story about the guy who was walking down the road and saw a guy beating his mule. He walked up and said “Brother, you shouldn’t beat that poor mule, he will do much better with KINDNESS”
The guy said, “well if you can get him to pull this wagon with kindness, let me see you demonstrate it.”
The “kindness guy” picked up a rock and hit the mule a hard lick between the eyes.
The owner of the mule said, “Wait a minute you said you were going to do it with kindness, and you hit him with a rock?”
The “kindness guy” said, “well, you have to GET HIS ATTENTION FIRST”
Well, this last P-episode GOT MY ATTENTION. LOL
Dear Besameanne,
THAT’s the way to handle jerks like him! TOWANDA!! Tell him, Yea, go ahead and burn it, I’ll take the insurance money and split. That’s better than a fire extingusher.
I can see now that is why my family Ps didn’t burn my house, they were trying to break me financially and that would have given me a big infusion of cash. In one of the letters my P son wrote to the Trojan Horse they were talking about how to bankrupt me and ways to get others (specifically my step kids) to attack me as well financially. Of course that didn’t happen.
They (Psychopaths) want to do whatever they can to “hurt” you and get “revenge” on you for not giving them “supply” and “control.” It is difficult to think what they will do, because they can come up with some twisted plans that we would never think of. Trying to figure out what YOU would do if you were seeking revenge won’t even get you close cause unless you are a P you can’t figure how their minds work. Just BE CAREFUL and try to protect yourself on as many fronts as you can. If you think you can’t “hold the fort” safely, RUN like a rabbit and hide in the brush.
The reason the Ps are as successful as they are is that they are PREDATORS just like a wolf or a tiger, and they show up when you least expect them and pounce.
I’m not much worried about the Trojan Horse P any more, he’s still lin prison and when he gets out he will be afoot, no vehicle, no friends, no money in this state, so I think he will split for Texas. It is the NEXT trojan horse that my P son sends after me that worries me, but I’m as prepared as I can get. Son P has plenty of “connections” to criminals—they are in fact, his ONLY friends, and I know that he blames me for everything “bad” in his life—if it rains when he wants the sun to shine, it is my fault!
The only consolation I have is that I have made a DVD of me speaking to the parole board, and left enough money in my will to hire an attorney to take it to EVERY parole hearing he has until he is 75 years old, (even if I a dead) and if a parole board sees and hears the convict’s own mother begging them to NEVER LET HIM OUT, and gives them a copy of a letter he wrote BRAGGING ABOUT DOING MURDER, then I have a feeling that I have TRUMPED HIS ACE, and he will never get out of prison. Even the Trojan HOrse P was “impressed” at that manuver on my part. And, when the Arkansas parole board was going to violate their OWN RULES and let the TH-P out last may on parole, I SQUELCHED THAT ONE by threatening to get on the Governor’s office steps with the MEDIA, and his parole was CANCELED. So I will SCRAP if I can do it safely, and I’m not nearly as dumb as they think I am.
Just, be careful Anne, and don’t let your guard down.