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!
I hope I’ll forgive them someday but right now I hope both him and the OW burn in hell.
Henry, as long as we’re confessing, when I split with my ex that I was with for 3 years (that was 7 years ago), I was so crazy with grief that I actually hired a few of those phony psychics who advertise in the back of the Enquirer that promised to “bring your love back to you.” What makes that even more pathetic was that I was totally broke, using all my savings to get away from the guy. That’s about as low as you can go I think.
Update: So I drove to Boulder last night and got the 3 sworn statements from my friends saying how the S was walking, talking, and working just fine. The evidence is enough to probably convict him for a long time. But when I was visiting with Peggy and Dennis (two of the friends who met the S back in April), Dennis told me that he and the S were outside talking, and he told Dennis that he thought I was “the one” and that he really liked me very much. This is when we were still just friends. It made me very sad. I am turning in the person I fell in love with. It reminds me of that Debra Winger movie–I think it’s called “Betrayed”. She went undercover to catch a white supremicist group responsible for many killings. While she was there, she met a farmer and fell in love with him. Turned out he was the head of the supremicist group. She had a show down with him at the end and had to shoot him to keep from getting killed.
I feel very sad about this. None of my friends who met him could understand how such a sweet and seemingly honest and down-to-earth guy could be such a monster.
stargazer – i did the same thing one time about nine years ago – i used to joke about keeping a bale of hay out back for the white horse that my prince would be riding when he finally showed up – life goes on – not looking for a prince – or man of my dreams anymore – those fantasy day’s are behind me – going to deal with reality from here on out – i have reached a place of peace with myself – I need to take care of me – i dont need to take care of anyone – i dont need anyone to take care of me – and I truly don’t ever want to attempt a live in relationship again – I like my space – and i just dont think Happy ever after exist at least for me – doesnt mean I am not happy -just acepting the cards dealt to me – and not letting fantasy become my reality..this post doesnt make sense but heck neither do I most of the time have a good day star
Henry, I’m glad to hear you’re in a good space today. I guess we have to take it one day at a time. I’m going to exercise and maybe volunteer at a cat shelter for a few hours. Then maybe pick up a few dead rats for my snakes (sorry to kill everybody’s appetites!) Life just goes on without the S, doesn’t it? I was feeling very sad last night about turning in the man that felt like the “one” for me. But I keep hearing that they don’t really “turn” on you till after about 6 months. I’m glad I didn’t wait around for that blessed event. I just keep reading these blogs to remind myself that he is NOT the sweet person I thought he was.
Stargazer, Those psychics that advertise in mags for 3.99 per hr. outrageous rates are fake, just as those who have the palm signs up on the side of the road. Now, with that said, I do believe there are so actual intuitives out there, but they usually don’t advertise because they don’t have to–word of mouth– and they don’t charge those outrageous rates.
About 5 years prior to meeting my ex-P, and while married to my ex-husband, I had a psychic reading with a woman who was dead on in her predictions. Mostly busines stuff and some personal stuff, including about my marriage, but nothing really bad about my ex husband was said at all.
While my ex-P was stalking and terrorizing me I contacted her again (haha–see you’re not the only one who was grasping at straws with psyhics!!!) I didn’t even tell her I had been living with him, that he was stalking me, or even that he was a boyfriend–all I did was tell her his name, DOB, and show her his picture and ask what she could tell me about him. Lemme tell ya, it wasn’t PURDY what she had to say.
The psychic was in her 80’s and had a tendecy to curse like a sailor. She looked at his picture a minute or two and first words out of her mouth was “this man’s a evil bastard.” She didn’t mince words. 🙂 She went on to tell me that he could be charming and nice at times, but I had also seen his evil side, BUT that he was MUCH MUCH worse than he appeared, even to me. Then, she suddenly blurted out, “I don’t feel good about your dog. Don’t leave your dog outside unattended because that bastard will harm it.” Interesting, first cause I never mentioned having a dog and second, because my ex knew the one thing I would stand up to him over was his treatment of my dog and that I REALLY loved my dog. He was, in fact, threatening my dog, saying stuff like “If you do so and so, I’ll take something from you that you love, (dog’s name).”
She told me to “get the hell away from the area NOW. This man is a danger to you.” I started making excuses, nowhere to go yadda yadda, needed to put stuff in storage, needed to make repairs on house so I could put it up for sale etc.
She wasn’t having any of the excuse crap. She looked me dead in the eyes and said, “Honey, G*d d*mmit, you are NOT hearing me. This is NOT the man to try to deal with.” She told me to go home and start packing, because I would be moving within weeks, that I would manage to get the repairs done after I moved, and that in spite of the bad market my place would sell within 3 months. (it sold two months almost to the day, in spite of the real estate agent saying nothing in the area was selling)
I then told her he was an ex boyfriend and I asked her if he had ever loved me. Her reply: “NO. Oh, he liked you ok. But this man doesn’t know what love is. He loved you like I love my sofa or my garden out back.” There was more she said, and although she never used the word sociopath or psychopath, she described one to a T.
Wow, Jen, that gives me chills!
I do think a lot of the phonies who advertise in the tabloids are P’s themselves. They prey on desparate people like I was at the time.
After this recent break-up, I consulted an intuitive that had a very good reputation. She told the the same thing–get away from him and do not ever contact him again. She suspected that he was faking his head injury (which I never suspected). I found out several weeks later that she was right.
Yes, guys “things were better for them in my mind than in reality” to quote GINGER! ABSOLUTELY!!
My P-son always tried to be UPBEAT even about his life in prison. The only time he ever ranted about his life in prison was when he got caught in some kind of scam by the guards and got some of his priviledges taken away. LOL Then he would rant and rant about how unfair they were. Well, you know, I don’t think life in prison is near as much fun as he let on from what I have heard from others who have been there.
So they try I think to paint either a pity trip to hook you or wantyou to think they are doing WONDERFUL when in reality they are eating out of a dumpster.
Their “reality” isn’t our reality, so we can’t trust what they “appear” to be or feel. Their life can’t be all that great or they wouldn’t have wanted US to take care of them in the first place. He who laughs LAST, LAUGHS BEST.
Oxy–You hit a chord with me about your son being upbeat about prison. How upbeat can you be about being in prison? I guess he even tried to think the glass was half full”My ex S resigned his job, his career, over 3 months ago due to theft of funds. So far, he hasn’t been prosecuted for this if he makes restitution. Anyway, even though he lost his job I still thought or think that things are going well for him. Just because he got married to a gulliable girl? Come on, Ginger! BOINK! Snap out of it!
StarG & Jenn–It is interesting that there are posts about psychics. I have an appointment to see a medium this week. My mom passed away over 9 months ago and a good friend of mine said she has seen this medium and is just great. Has anyone ever been to a medium before? Can the “other side” see the future? I have alot to say to my mom, but I was also wondering if she can tell me about my future?
Since my mom died things have really been in an uproar, but in a good (or I should say “needed”) way. My ex got engaged and I realized that he was a S and he resigned his job. Due to these events I entered my second round of grieving and hurting, but I believe this is what I have to do to fully heal and make myself stronger. I do believe it is my mom who made all of this come out. My mom hated my ex S! God help him since she got up there!
-Ginger
My first husband always appeared upbeat and hopeful, still does as far as I hear. But I know it’s all whistling in the dark. I’ve seen him trying to save face when practically the whole town was against him, then he was ranting about suing the town or whatever. I’ve seen his swaggering walking away moves enough to recognize them for what they are.
The only emotions I ever saw him express were excitement and anger.