Lovefraud received the following email from a reader whom we’ll call “Lorna.”
I thought I’d write and tell you a success story, thanks to all the information you provide to help people to survive a sociopath.
I’ve met them at various times in my life, however, I was lucky that I never married or got pregnant or lived with one. A couple of years ago, one crossed my path, and in a short time caused a lot of disruption before I dumped him. I pretty much forgot all about the narcissistic sociopath since then.
I wanted to watch the Will and Kate wedding live, but didn’t have TV, and on the West Coast it would be shown at 3 a.m. I posted on the activities partners section of Craigslist hoping someone was planning on being up to watch, and might let me come join them. I was surprised to get an email from a man, with whom I exchanged emails and phone calls before I felt comfortable going to his place to watch the wedding.
I made chocolate covered strawberries and brought a bottle of champagne, and he had some too, so we laughed and had a wonderful time staying up til dawn watching the wedding — competing on who knew the most wedding trivia, etc. I had a blast, so did he, or so I thought. He was 14 yrs younger, worked part time as a baseball umpire, had a bright and witty mind, and was a total gentleman. We ended up snuggling a bit, and even kissing a little.
I wasn’t going to chase him, so I did send a quick email letting him know I got home safely, I left it up to him to reach out to contact me for future dates, if he wanted. A week went by. I finally got an email telling me he’d been out of commission as he’d pulled muscles in his back. I took him dinner and a heating pad and massaged his back. I waited another week before he contacted me again, which I thought was a bit strange. We emailed and planned to go for a hike at the ocean to his favorite place.
Previously, he had told me he was a confirmed bachelor, and he had “been played” by some gal a year before, and his feelings were evidentially hurt over that break up. He made another comment I didn’t quite catch, however, I think he said if I got too romantic he’d just end the relationship. Huh? I didn’t understand.
Hike to the ocean
The day came for us to go on our picnic hike to the ocean. I was to meet him at noon at his place. I had misplaced my keys and was running about 10 minutes late, so I called and got his voice mail to let him know I was on my way. When I arrived, he pointed to his watch and let me know I was late and he has a “thing about that.” Hmmm, kinda uptight, I thought to myself. After all, I did call and left a message. It wasn’t as if we were going to a concert that started at a specific time. We had all day, and what was 10 minutes? I was on “observe and take mental notes” duty, as I’d learned to watch for signs from the very very beginning, as people will give plenty of clues as to who they really are if you take off your blinders and stop making excuses for people.
My next clue came when he drove like a maniac, and made me uncomfortable tailgating. My telling him so and asking him to slow down only helped a bit when I pointed out he had 364 days a year to drive as he wished, and this one time to consider me. He did slow down, a bit, but when we came to a very curvy section of road I asked him to take the easier detour so I wouldn’t get car sick, and he refused! Ok, now my alarm system was on full alert. I was getting too many clues of his selfishness, and little comments he made to upset me. He even noticed something about me he said he could use to “push your buttons.” I didn’t think highly of that, either! Instead of being comfortable in his company, I was becoming quite wary. He seemed to take pleasure making me squirm. Not good.
We arrived at the beach, went on a bit of a hike to get there, and he helped me up and over these huge boulders on the beach. However, he wanted to be out on the edge where huge waves were crashing up on the rocks. He stood out there like a crazy guy, and I could see he was addicted to adrenalin. I couldn’t keep up with him and didn’t want to. I was getting tired, and yet he kept pushing me to go further and further, though I knew if I did I could fall and hurt myself, and told him so. HE wanted to go further, so we did, and that was that. I just made more mental notes realizing how selfish and somewhat antagonistic I found him towards me. I actually should not have been climbing on those rocks, I’m 64 years old and have had knee surgery, but he pushed me and said he didn’t drive all that way not to see it all. Eventually, we left to return towards home.
He had originally suggested we go to a local seafood restaurant for some clam chowder, but now that it was time to do so, he changed his mind and we drove back towards home. He did stop at a taco wagon that is parked in the grocery store parking lot and got less than $10 worth of tacos. He did make a point to pull out about eight $20 bills and fanned them in front of himself as he was paying for the tacos. He let it be known he had the $ to eat in a real restaurant, but instead here we were sitting at a picnic table in a grocery parking lot eating $1.50 tacos. Mind you, I’m not a gold digger, and I had brought food for the picnic. I eat at that taco truck myself from time to time. It was just the way he did this felt more like he was intentionally avoiding spending any money on me, and not keeping his promise to go for chowder as originally planned.
“Bad boy”
After we got back to his place, he didn’t help off load any of my stuff to put in my vehicle. He just gathered up his own and went up to his apartment leaving me to do my own. Once I did, we watched TV for a while, then he started kissing and it was warming up. I was about to stop it to leave when he came out and made a comment that after a while of a relationship going along nicely that he “likes to mix it up” and will let his “bad boy” come out. He said he would do things like cancel plans with me at the very last minute because something he rather do came along.
I told him that wasn’t a problem as long as he gave me enough notice to make other plans so my time wasn’t wasted. He said no, that it would be at the last minute, and why shouldn’t he go do something he liked better? I thought about it for a minute, looked back over the times I’d been with him, especially all the signals he had been giving me throughout the day, and I realized what I was dealing with. I figured out I was with a selfish brat narcissistic, probably abusive, and I felt like he was trying to set me up to expect less of him. Once I had him pegged, I instantly knew I had to get out of there immediately and have nothing more to do with him.
So, after taking in his bad boy comment, I replied back to him, “You wouldn’t do that with me if you ever wanted to see me again. Thank you for the warning.” I stood up, went over to where my car keys were sitting on a table, picked them up, went to the front door and left. I walked out on him and never looked back. I know he wasn’t expecting that! For once in my life, I had my eyes and ears open, didn’t believe a word he said, watched his behavior and believed that, and when the picture emerged, I didn’t waste another minute trying to change him or hope for the best. I just got out before any damage could be done.
In retrospect, I realize he was sizing me up to see if I took any Rx, had any jewelry and money, investments, where I lived, etc., and assumed I had $$$. He picked the wrong person! I know I’ve not heard from him either as he realized I really don’t have anything to offer him, and I’m certainly not going to have anything to do with him anyway.
I wish I had used my head in the past, but at least I did this time. I am grateful for your website for helping to ID a sociopath and pay attention to the signals. Also, the most important is to know not to get involved in the first place, because you cannot change the person and he’s not anyone you should have in your life anyway.
So, I dodged a bullet and the info on your website helped me to do just that.
LL
Thanks for the hugs. It’s good to know someone ‘gets it’. I’m a bit out of sync with you guys as I’m in the UK but it’s really good to know you are there. Thank you!!!
((((((((((LL))))))))))))
Xxx
Wow, the red flags were glaring in Lorna’s story. I also got out of a relationship with a spath pretty early on, too, but not until I’d slept with him a few times, and you know what happens then. He stood me up twice during that period, with no explanation. It never occurred to me until I read this article that he was doing it deliberately to hurt me or lower my expectations. I thought he was just thoughtless and forgetful. Of course at the time I thought it was due to a head injury that he lied to me about. The games spaths play are really really creepy and unfathomable. I’ve never seen anything like it.
This is also a warning to be very careful about people on CL. I have found handymen there and sold/bought things from there. I’ve never had a problem. But I’d be very careful about going to someone’s house from CL and especially having a drink there. I’d at very least make sure someone knew where I was or I’d bring someone with me. Even when I’m selling something on CL, I make sure my neighbors are around and I keep the doors and windows open, just in case.
Star:
Spaths are really good at standing people up. Mine did it to me and he even told me he did it to the OW! He told me, yeah, I would make plans with her and then I just wouldn’t show up! They really do tell us what they are like. They are unbelievable to me. Lowering your expectations…I am pretty sure that is what they do. Good point! I don’t know for sure, but I think my X spath lied to me about his son being in ICU! Who does that but an spath?
Lorna’s story is really great – it provides in a nutshell all those things we should look out for, and decide never to put up with again. Donna, thank you to you for all of the thought behind the weekly posts, which help us to unpack all of the emotions and bad behavior that we have deal with in our partners/family/work colleagues. the posts are brillant, and will help all of us to avoid further trouble in our already challenging lives.
Red Flags..LOL. The last guy I dated gave me perfume a few weeks into the relationshit..He said, “this is for you. I bought it while I was in Brazil because I knew someday I’d meet someone special to give it to.” Hahahah..OMG. Obviously, he purchased it for a certain someone but never had the opportunity to give it to her…or perhaps it was a gift given and then returned….a “re-gift!” Holy crap..why didn’t I see that blaring red flag?
Oh, and come to think of it, he gave me an xbox as a gift and when we parted, he asked for it back. I told him, “yeah, you can have it…maybe you’re new GF can use it.” Maybe she got an xbox “re-gift.” LOL
Iwonder, that is a hoot, RE-gift! LOL
How are you doing? Haven’t seen you around much lately! Good to see you again!
Star, I get it about CL and I have sold stuff on CL as well, but you know, I have some things to sell but decided not to put it on CL or even advertise it until after Son D is back from his summer job and is here with me.
There’s no way to tell who you are in contact with….or what their motive is. It’s a shame that we must be that cautious, but I think it’s a good idea to be CAREFUL for sure.
Hey Hey Iwonder – it’s always good to see a ole-timer on here…his x box is obsolete by now, just like him..When the X and Iwent on vacation to CO. ( vacation from hell) we bought some art (paintings) for (OUR) home ( yeah right) well when he left the last and final time he asked for them and I said yes..I could not of looked at them without dredging up painful memories of what never was….so I guess it doesnt bother him or cause him pain to look at them, i bet he doesnt even associate them with me….he also wanted my antique iron bed – I said NO… I just could not contine going through life thinking of him gettin gang banged in my grannys iron bed while looking at the art we bought as a couple…go figure.. I mean whats wrong with me that I have a memory anyway…what a burden,,
oh damn hens, there you go being normal, AGAIN!
but it is a burden. and so how do you lay it down, dances with moon?
onestep =- one of these days I am gonna get me a life and lay the old one down – it’s a work in progress…