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?
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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.
Done:
One thing that works in our favor is that sociopaths tend to live something like 15-20 years less on average — their high-risk behavior ensures their early demise, either from their high-risk behavior or at the hands of somebody they burned.
While I wan S dead, I want him to suffer first.
Matt and Done:
We fantasize about what we would wish for them….
I believe this is a defense mech. that we must use to avoid doing something ‘real’.
It also gives us a bit of venting of pressure….like a release valve.
I have wrestled with ‘forgiveness’…..You know the story….you must forgive for yourself….to heal….I honestly can not grasp that concept. I know we don’t forget and that is not part of the forgiveness concept…..but I just have never been able to forgive the few people in my life that have betrayed me on such a horrid level, and really I have no desire to. I can ‘forgive’ small indescresions….I’m not totally hard nosed….but I’m talking about major, major life betrayals.
If I could find a way that combined forgiveness with forgetting…..that would be my optimal fantasy….but it’s just that, and it’ll never happen. Or, is that what we refer to as denial!!!???
I am a giver….I prefer to give than receive…..BUT….when someone has gone too far (of coarse, I let the S go YEARS even decades longer than anyone else in my life) I just let them go. When I’m done, im done and there is just no going back. I don’t harbor ill feelings generally (except the S and parents), and I look at a betrayal as an eye opener….and move along.
I choose to surround myself with people that I can trust on all levels. People I can relate to, people I enjoy. Otherwise, I’d rather be alone. I know that’s safe!
I think after being abused for so many years, my memory of bad events faded quick….this must have been my inner defence mech’s working overtime. Oh, I have recalled them now, since NC….this has helped in my getting out and the healing process.
Sometimes, when I see or run into an old ‘snake in the grass’, I think…..why again was it that we lost contact…..and I have to make myself recall what it was….sometimes I just can’t remember and trust my instincts that we parted for a reason.
So, back to your/our fantasies…..don’t let them run your head….I believe they are very normal….but like everything else….we must be in control of them, or the S’s are still in control of us.
I do know that when a person continues to do the same aweful behaviors, whether it’s directed at us or we see it happening to others….it festers, the fact that we can not STOP them. Then we begin to think about the fantasy of what we would like their Karma to look like.
I SOOOOOO believe…..they WILL get what’s coming. I just hope i’m not in the way when his karma comes barrelling down the path!
I don’t think it would be ‘normal’ if we all said, ….Oh, I wish the best for my S. I would be screaming LIER, LIER pants on fire!!!! Ya, maybe the best way to make em suffer!
Boy! Am I in the right place here today! Phew…I luuuvvv this discussion.
Well, my fantasy is that he has lost all his assets, money, friends, family, job etc and no-one will lend him anything and he is in a car accident because he was driving drunk (hes an alcoholic) and he can’t walk (i.e. he is a paraplegic) so he can never play golf again (his fave thing to do after drink) and his hands are smashed so he can never work again or pick up a glass. Also he has pneumonia and Pleurisy and emphysema (he is a smoker). However, his brain still works and he can still feel his skin and is oversensitive to hot and cold. He cant speak properly because he has cancer of the tongue. No-one wants to know about him anymore because no-one has any use for him. Then he finds out that the front headlines in the paper say “Paraplegic Dentist has Full blown Aids”. The next thing you know he is jailed because of his huge Insurance and Tax fraud. In prison he lives to a ripe old age of 96.
You know, all day I have felt like I wanted to cry, and now I feel at peace.
Matt:
I have asked the police but they said i would have to go to the civil court as the judge gave me seven days to collect my things last november and i didnt go to collect them. (I was afraid of him at the time and homeless and carless).
I might try the DA’s office eventually. Right now I know he WANTS to fight me in court so as to annihilate me. He thinks its a game. I am not giving him the pleasure of destroying me in court right now.It would trigger me too much and I couldn’t cope with it emotionally. He knows that too. I have no faith in the law as I was legally abused in the extreme.
That is why I worry that I might lose the plot and kill him, because I know there is no justice in this world. Well, I’ve never seen any.
Tilly,
I want to steal your fantasy and apply it to my S. My EX-S I should say. Mine is also an alcoholic, but in denial. And loves golf. He’s actually very good, he could probably be a pro if he wasn’t so screwed up.
I’m glad you don’t feel like crying anymore today. I went for a walk earlier, and almost started crying. So I started running as fast as I could, to where I couldn’t even think about anything except where my next step would fall. I still ended up having a fantasy about killing him afterward… but I think ErinBrockovich is right, that it is a part of venting/healing as long as we don’t act on it, or let it control us.
In one hour it will be 2 weeks exactly since last contact. This is the first time since I’ve known him that I haven’t even THOUGHT about picking up the phone or sending him a text or email. I hope it lasts this time! I think this site is really helping!
Done:
I’ve always said that we need a few categories on this site:
The first would be entitled “He/She Said WHAT?”
The second would be entitled “He/She Did WHAT?”
And the third would be entitled “Revenge” and would be subtitled “Honey, if them there Pilgrims had known about these here fantasies, there would be another clause in this here Constitution.”
Done:
Its so good to come home to this site! My ex P had a handicap of 4, mainly because he played golf every day all day (then drank all night), while he lived fraudulently on a hundred grand “insurance stress payout”. He told me one of his friends had done it,then he studied how he did it, and copied him.. I didn’t believe him at the time. Then at the end of relationship i saw the cheques. He never let on to me how much money he had. He was still taking money from me in true P style. He never stopped bragging about his golf and how he should have been a professional blah blah blah.
Thankyou for confessing your killing fantasy…it really helps me to know I am not alone in this nightmare.
Matt:
I would definitely be a regular visitor to the revenge category! Especially the fantasy one so there are no consequences….
If I contact the police or the courts and try to get my dog and my things back the ex P will be rapt because he will know he is still controlling how I feel and that he still has power to hurt me. Plus he sees everything as a game that he wants to win, so he will start planning his strategy to hurt me more, or just to control me in some bent way.
When I read the “Ice Man”, I was shocked when the psychopath left a tied – up man in a cave out in the middle of woop woop and let the rats eat him alive. He did it because the person ordering the killing told him that this particular man should suffer as his crime had been very bad.
However, he never asked what that crime was or questioned that the killer might be lying. He just enjoyed the whole process.
Absolutely no empathy.
What is the difference between the Ice Man and my ex P ? Is it just a matter of time before they all get to this next step? I think it is.