Editor’s note: The following story was submitted by a Lovefraud reader whom we’ll call “Marsha” about the coldest man she’s ever known.
I just wanted to write and share my story. I did some research on all the characteristics of what makes someone a sociopath. My father is a psychologist and knew my situation. He had mentioned the concept that my ex-fiance was a sociopath after everything that happened to me and I didn’t think to ask him more about what that meant. After exploring this site with the symptoms, I realized that my dad was 100 percent right. Here’s my story:
When I met my ex-fiance, it was through a mutual friend. He was charming, funny and seemed to be very witty and smart. He displayed himself as a go-getter, very ambitious, etc. We were friends for several months when our relationship seemed to get more serious. It was around that same time that I was living in an apartment that I loved within five minutes of my workplace. He lived in a fairly expensive high-rise condo on the beach, a condo that he owned, whereas I was renting.
He was a mortgage broker at the time and the housing market was steadily headed into the downfall. As we continued to date, his job stability as a broker seemed to be in question. Sure enough, about six to eight months into our relationship, he lost his job working for one of the major banks as they had some layoffs. He faced the challenge of paying his bills and mortgage in his condo as he waited for the opportunity of new employment.
Moving in with him
He created this idea that our relationship was headed in the right direction and that he “loved me.” He advised that really the only thing to do at this point would be to move in together. He urged me to quickly move into his condo so that we could play house in a sense and combine our incomes. Looking back I realize just how much I was duped.
I decided to give up my wonderful, beautiful, convenient apartment to move 30-45 minutes across the town to his location. I began paying him rent, month after month and not really seeing where the money was going. It turns out he was saving the money with plans to not pay the mortgage and lead his own self into foreclosure. He then anticipated that since we were not married he could just short sale the property in my name.
Now during all of this time, I let a lot of these financial plans slide through the cracks. I trusted him and figured that he had a plan. I didn’t know that this was a true con artist act in disguise.
During the span of time that I lived with him, he had kept in contact with an ex-girlfriend and stated that they had to keep in touch because he had known her for so long and that she was a friend. Again, I let this slide, even though I didn’t like the thought of it. Mainly because the communication was often and not of real purpose. Flirtatious, in many ways.
The marriage proposal
After one year of dating and living together I truly felt that I was in love with him. He proposed to me but even the proposal was cold and emotionless. We were arguing one afternoon and he laid the ring on the table showing that he had gotten the ring and that this should get me to stay.
This was never what I would have thought my proposal from the love of my life would have been like but again, love is blind and the sociopath can find a way to have you hanging onto a relationship that you know deep down doesn’t make sense.
He wanted silence
Needless to say, after several additional months his personality began to change and change and change. I never knew what personality I would get on any given day. He was oftentimes very irritable and mean. He was cold. I would come home from work and he would state that he couldn’t talk to me, he wanted silence. He would spend nights upon nights sleeping on the couch (by choice). What young engaged man chooses to sleep on the couch and not in the bed with his woman by choice?
Read more: Seduced by a sociopath — it’s not love, it’s love fraud
It was as though all he cared about was the money that I was paying and the plans for the short sale.
He would talk sometimes about how people always betrayed him growing up and that he blames his father for being abusive. But, he rarely ever showed affection — kisses, hugs, terms of endearment.
I made excuses
I always would make excuses for him and say to myself — He’s just going through a lot right now —or he really cares, he just doesn’t know how to show it. Yet, over time it just seemed to be that he was purposefully being emotionally abusive and standoffish. He told me that I was too close to my family and should cut the close ties. It was almost as if he was jealous of my close relationship with my family and didn’t want that closeness to continue on.
Looking back, I realize that he didn’t want anyone else to figure him out. He didn’t want anyone else to realize that he was a fake, a fraud and that his love wasn’t real. His love didn’t mean anything.
He would always find a way to charm me, or reel me back in like a fish out of water, when I started to question his intentions or when I would take a stand. Then, there were other days where he just really didn’t give a crap.
I can’t say enough how this was the coldest man I’ve ever known.
Charmed again
After additional communication between he and his ex surfaced, along with his decision to allow a buddy of his (male) to come stay in our house for well beyond a few weeks, without asking me of course. I decided it was time for some separation. Although separation was there I still missed him. After a few days, he charmed me again and offered the possibility of my coming back home and things changing.
I came back, of course, and things didn’t change and he was as aloof as he had always been. The problem was that I still loved him and wanted to marry him, wanted to change him. Within a few additional days something very devastating took place — He cut the ties of the relationship with as much care or emotion as a gravedigger. Again, it was cold and at this point he devastated my life — he told me that he just couldn’t deal with this anymore and couldn’t be in a relationship.
After all I had sacrificed emotionally and financially, he was just easily done with everything. I took steps to move out. After that point, he didn’t call; he didn’t attempt to communicate at all.
I would have never been happy
At first, I went through hell. Replaying the events and wondering what I could’ve done differently. But looking back, he just wanted to live by his own rules — he clearly was a sociopath.
What is he doing now? I hear he is still living in the same place, filed bankruptcy and works out all the time to make himself look more muscular. He dabbles into drugs and is even further down the wrong path.
I’m just happy that I got out because I would’ve never been happy. He had no care or concern for anyone but his own self. I tried not to blame myself or get depressed. I try to realize that people like this, I call them users, don’t have a heart. They don’t care! They are truly sociopaths and will do whatever they can to win and to live by their own set of rules.
Please learn from my lesson.
Learn more: Sociopathic seduction — How you got hooked and why you stayed
Lovefraud originally posted this story on April 30, 2009.
I meant I BET you anything that if a cop had been standing there.
Dear Jfog,
If you have not gotten or read “the legal abuse syndrome” you need to . It is a wonderfully helpful book and goes into what the psychopath does to us, as well as what the legal system compunds the abuse with. There are some wonderful healing thoughts in there as well.
I am so sorry that you are going through the GANG RAPE of the mind and soul….because the legal system is joining the rapist in abusing you! Hold on, peace and God’s blessings to you. ((((hugs)))))
Meg,
Yes girlfriend…I promise you I thought I would NEVER GET OVER HIM, IM TELLING YOU MY GF’s LOOKED AT ME LIKE I WAS AN ALIEN STANDING BEFORE THEM SAYING “ILL NEVER LOVE ANOTHER BEING LIKE THIS THE SAME WAY EVER AGAIN”
LITTLE DID I KNOW THOSE WORDS WERE TRUE BUT IN A DIFFERENT WAY — ILL NEVER GIVE MY LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP TO ANOTHER BEING WHO TREATS ME SO BADLY –
MEG -ONE TIME OF PUTTING BODY PRESSURE ON YOUR CHEST TO MAKE YOU STOP BREATHING IS ONE TIME TO MANY. ITS NOTHING YOU DID, NOTHING YOU COULD EVER DO — ITS NEVER OK FOR ANOTHER HUMAN BEING TO TOUCH YOU, THREATEN YOU, USE YOU, ABUSE YOU – EMOTIONALLY OR PHYSICALLY.
ITS NOTHING YOU DID! THERE IS NEVER A REASON OR AN EXCUSE FOR A MAN TO PUT HIS HANDS FEET BODY ON YOU IN A HARMFUL DEGRADING WAY. NO. NO. NO. YOU COULD NEVER DO ANYTHING THAT WOULD MAKE THAT ACCEPTABLE!!!!
HE CROSSED SO MANY LINES AND SO MANY BOUNDARIES THAT YOU AND I DIDNT HAVE IN PLACE…WHAT THE HELL DID WE KNOW??? WE DIDNT MEG. NOT THEN. BUT WE DO KNOW.
WE KNOW WE LOVED THEM, WE KNOW WE GAVE THEM OUR BEST..AND WE FINALLY GAVE THEM HELL WHEN OUR BEINGS SAID “WTF IS GOING ON HERE!” WE STOOD UP FOR OURSELVES THE RIGHT WAY, THE RIGHT THING TO DO — A MAN WHO LOVES YOU AND CHERISHES YOU AND MAN WHO HAS HIS ACT TOGETHER WOULD HANDLE IT MUCH DIFFERENTLY THAN YOUR BAD BAD TERRIBLY BAD FOR YOU MAN (NOT EVEN A MAN) DID TO YOU!!
I want you to focus on you too. I want you to reconnect to your spirit and soul. I cant imagine LF without Meg sharing some really funny posts some days, some really heartwrenching honest and raw posts other days, and most importantly sharing her advice and encouragement to KH and others who you are able to touch simply by being Meg.
You can do this. You can love and let go. You can go through hell and back. There isnt a person who cant do it! As long as you try…and you are…you are reaching out…and soon you will be reaching in! To the one person who can get you through this the quickest and fastest and healthiest way — MEG!!!!! Lots of loves and hugs to you …I know a setback for you means leaps and bounds ahead in the coming months!!!!!
ps. SO GLAD YOU SAW YOUR DOC… Monday is a way off…. if this new med adjustment isnt kicking in enough or is having a worse affect on you …or you just feel way to low…you know what to do now!!!!! xoxo
LTL– thank you soooooooooo much.
Yes– I need that dog back. I grieve for my white Akita every damned day. it physically hurts. Raising an 80 pound Akita by myself for seven years was not easy. esp him with anxiety probs cause someone had thrown him as a tiny, beautiful puppy–
\onto a highway median at rush hour in 90 degree summer weather.
Hmmm– guess he and I can relate.
I wish he had attacked my ex that nite– but even my Akita freaked out and went and hid and shook behind the washing machine.
Good Grief….
Now your talking my language!! (not that you havent been talking my old unhealthy language :)…but now youre starting to come out of the fog just a tad today! Good for you! Keep on doing that soul searching and focusing on you – thats the ticket!!
You scare me with some of the things you say …its like you were inside my mind a few years ago… i.e. “Sometimes I think I can penetrate her wall and tell her that I thought I was different. That maybe she ran away because I loved her too much and she thrives on chaos instead of normalcy and stability. Perhaps its a product of her upbringing, perhaps she is afraid to give too much of herself for fear of getting hurt.”
What Ive come to learn is they have to do all that themselves…and they have to want to do it…and he would have had to come to me and prove to me on his own how he has changed and earn my trust again. He would have had to take all the steps to change and want to and to want me. HE DIDNT. HIS LOSS. I dont even have to tell him that…he knows what he lost! He just doesnt have the makeup and wherewithall to be any different — he likes the way he is — he enjoys his f’ed up life — his bad choices and fly by night attitude — yep, this is lifestyle, his ways, his choices.
Ive come to realize they so arent mine or anything Im about. I just got caught up with a bad man. I got duped. I got taken for a ride.
And now I got SELF-RESPECT, SELF-TRUST and SELF-LOVE. Not to mention CHOICES…of who I would like to share my newfound self with when Im ready to let them earn it and they are ready to show me they respect themselves, trust themselves and love themselves – and others – including me too! THATS THE WAY LIFE IS SUPPOSE TO BE. HAVE A RED FLAG SYSTEM IN PLACE — Red Flags are reminders that I so dont belong where I am if they are waving … Stop. Change Direction!!! Dont deliberate or ponder….you know what you deserve!
I don’t pretend to be religious at all…I’m not…but
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
I’M WORKIN ON IT GOD!!!!!
Just gotta work out that courage and wisdom thing. I know I’ve got he courage to try, I’m trying to have the wisdom to not try
Good Grief…
You just earned your keep. Pull up a computer, and get to work on some of the old articles here or even get a few of the book suggestions along the way.
LoveFRAUD is a great place to express your courage and find your own inner wisdom and strength – that has gotten lost along the way — its a place to “say what you need to say” and “be who you are”… and its always ok….Unless Oxy steps in with her Iron Skillet to tap you on your head if you are veering off course…and also the owner Donna has the ability to keep you in line or off line!!!! (language, manners, respect, etc.)
You are on you way to much much much better days and nights. Not without setbacks (its just too early to pretend you are in the zone yet) but the fog is lifting and you will get to know the most amazing person to you in your own personal life — on this site — yourself!!!
Way to go in such a short time!! The road is long, but its the journey!!
Ok you awesome people… kids home in 15 minutes… wish LF had takeout service….but I gotta go try to cook a gourmet meal and try to accomplish making it taste good!!!!
Akitameg – Proud of you!!!
Thanks for everyones insights and reminders of what we have all been through, and continue to go through, and work toward –
SELF-EVERYTHING!!!! ITS FOUL PROOF WHEN DEALING WITH TOXIC PEOPLE AND X’s
Not to take away from the additional burden of marriage, children or loved ones in our lives that we have to incorporate a different way of co-existing or cutting off until they help themselves.
Good Bless…
Dear OxDrover,
Thank you for the name of the book as well as the thoughts and hugs. That means so much.
I just don’t understand how these sociopaths get away with the scams, fraud, and crimes that they do. I never dreamed that I would have first married a man who would turn out to be an alcoholic/drug abuser, then after divorcing him meet a man who was after what money he thought I had, then I met the man who would complete the task of turning my world upside down. I am still dealing with my first husband and his controlling nature and his not giving me the money that he was supposed to, now I have to pay another attorney God knows how much, to do nothing for me. I may as well have gone to the Dominican Republic like I did with my first divorce, but I thought that surely with the evidence I had against K, I would get my house and be compensated for any money that I lost. After all, I have a prenuptial agreement! Doesn’t mean anything, I found out. The attorney says that we weren’t married long enough and even if we had been, K would have blown the money and couldn’t be forced to pay it.
What a joke! What kind of laws do we have? How can we change them to protect us from these con-artists?
As you can probably tell, I am very bitter and cynical. I didn’t use to be this way. I used to believe that we had a wonderful legal system until I found myself in need of it’s protection. The Sociopaths of this world know how to get around the law and can even turn things around to make them look like it was our fault. An example of this was when I went to get some of my belongings that K. had put in a tool shed, I called the Sheriff’s Dept. to have someone meet me at the house so that K. couldn’t say that I did anything or took anything of his while I was there. The deputy had called K. to tell him that we were going to be at the house. As I was leaving, the back end of my van opened so I had to get out to close it. When I did, the deputy came up to me and asked what I was doing and told me that Mr. _ had told him to make sure that I had left the premises and that the deputy was to wait for him to come home to make sure that I had not vandalized the property or had taken anything that wasn’t mine. I told him that I was the one who initiated the call, not K.
The deputy waited for me to leave my own property! Can you believe that? That is how it is. They know how to manipulate anyone and everyone.
that’s really sick jfog1
we understand.