UPDATED FOR 2024. Editor’s note: Lovefraud received the following e-mail from a reader who posts as “Trista.” We previously posted her story, “LETTERS TO LOVEFRAUD: I was dismissed with a shrug.” Well, Trista’s story continues.
I have written to you long ago telling how my S husband destroyed my life. I would never think that I would meet another one, even worst than the first. I wonder why I attract those people.
This is a sad story that is still now breaking my heart. I’m giving this to you and to the site.
I’m writing from Brazil, where I moved after my divorce. The very first week here I was looking for a flat and someone told me about an estate agent who could help. I went to meet him one evening in March and I met a tall, charming guy of 58 who immediately seemed more interested in me as a woman than as a client. I should have seen some red flags when he became unprofessional with me and said I had a nice body. He then invited me for a meal that evening and I went.
We had a nice time, but he was talking sex very quickly. He grabbed both my hands on the table and I took my hands away. He was Mr. Charm, though, and I laughed a lot with him, even though he was quickly asking me intimate questions that I felt uncomfortable with. Leaving the restaurant, he asked me if I would go to a motel with him and of course I said no and planned not to see him again. I should have done so, but next morning he sent me a lovely kind email saying how much he had liked talking to me, and i replied that he should go a bit slowly with me! He agreed and disappeared for a while, but we resumed writing emails very soon.
He asked if I would pay
Through emails we started getting to know each other better, he was lonely, having lost his third relationship (Red flags!!!!!) and I was lonely having lost my husband through divorce. He wrote and wrote, absolutely lovely emails, we started sharing our lives. I asked why we couldn’t meet properly, he had lots of reasons, and we did not meet again till April.
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When we met again he was depressed about the end of his relationship and about money. He told me he was absolutely squint (red flags!!!!!). We ended up having a row and left thinking we would not see each other again. I even deleted his phone number from my mobile. However, next day he wrote the biggest email ever, telling me his whole life and we started writing to each other again.
He then asked me if I would pay for a meal for us, since he couldn’t. We could meet again. I agreed. We had a good time and started getting to know each other.
From then on, we started going out together on a regular basis. He took me to the bus station when I had to go away on business, waiting till I left looking into my eyes. We had our regular pizza place, we went to many posh restaurants, and I paid it all. I wanted to be with him and his sad story was touching my heart.
In June we went to another state (Minas Gerais, in the middle of Brazil). He had business there and took me with him. We rented a car and I paid for it. We stopped for food along the way, 5 hours travelling, and I paid for it. I paid the petrol. The trip was wonderful, a lovely place, sunny days, amazing connection between him and me. I was falling in love fast. During this trip we made love for the first time. That was out of this world. He was kind, considerate of me, a lovely man in every aspect.
I was his angel
Another month went by. We saw each other nearly every day. He used to phone 3 or 4 times a day and even in the middle of the night to hear my voice. He asked me not to see other men, still wrote emails saying how wonderful I was, how much he liked me, how I was his angel, how I was this and that, he had only compliments and beautiful things to say. Soon he asked me to be his girlfriend and even ask to meet my adult son and told him we had a relationship. We would go to bed about three times a week and to be in his arms were the best times of my life.
He said he was ‘my husband’ and I was ‘his wife,’ he said he would give me lots of love and care and that our relationship was made in heaven. I believed it all and still paid everything, also bought him needed things like pairs of shoes, trousers, a shirt, mended two jackets, etc. He also started asking me for money to help day to day, since he was not making ends meet, and I started lending him money in a regular basis. He said he was taking note of it all and would pay back when possible.
We went back to Minas for a second trip. That was even better than the first, since now we were a couple and obviously in love. A problem he had was not holding hands in public and not kissing. I tried to ask him why he could not do these things and he said that they were ’emotional’ and he never did then. (RED big flags !!!!). I suffered a lot about that, sometimes he did hold my hand but it was very quick and he would even take his hand away. One day I held his hand in the underground station and he told me very coldly that he would end the relationship if I did that again. (Oh, the flags were really coming by now.)
Started to pick fights
About this time, things started to change. He started to pick fights for nothing. He started to show a side I did not know, flying into rages for next to nothing and very frequently. The rages were huge affairs and very frightening. I never knew what could trigger then off and started to ‘walk on eggs’ near him. Once in a restaurant he thought the food was bad and wanted to ask for the money back. I asked if I could go and ask, because I knew how he would do it and he said yes, I could go. When I did not get the money back he flew into a horrendous rage against me, asking me to shut up, making me cry in the restaurant, using swear words against me for no reason more than I could not get the money back (and I was paying it all).
Next day he did not know why I was still sad.
We had some episodes of those rages and they were frightening. I realized that he was a liar as well, having told me fibs for no reason. Once he told me that his brother’s girlfriend was a teacher and that his brother was going to finish the relationship with her because of her temper, however when later I mentioned it he denied ever having said that and even said I needed to see a shrink. I think he made that up completely and forgot about it.
He also made me think that the wrong person was me and that I was spoiling the relationship. He had a cunning way to blame me for everything that went wrong with us. His anger attacks were more and more frequent, for trivialities, often I was left wondering what could have provoked the last attack. He also could not deal with frustration and became very depressed. He would say that he did not fight, he only answered to my provocation, that I had a terrible temper. However, he was the one flying off the handle for nothing, and forgetting it all next morning.
Getting bored
I noticed that he became easily bored with things, even my conversation, places, etc.
We had started talking about moving in together before things went pear shaped, and we were planning the flat, he was promising me to do all the fittings himself and we were imagining a life together. He even said that we would live together the rest of our lives. We bought things thinking on our life as a couple and in his good moments I could well imagine how wonderful it could be, if only he could hold his horrendous rages.
One Sunday he went to see his daughter for her birthday and when I tried to phone him, his phone was off. His phone was off the whole day and some of the next. When I finally reached him he said he had had a bad day and was depressed.
Finished the relationship
Next day, out of the blue, HE FINISHED OUR RELATIONSHIP.
He screamed down the phone that he was NOT my boyfriend and much less my husband, when confronted why he asked me to be his girlfriend then he DENIED ever having said that. He also denied everything else he said and said he must have been drunk. He said he was only my friend, not my boyfriend. So I said to him that he have used me as a friend with benefits, and abused me verbally, took my money and my heart. He continued denying ever having had anything with me.
I asked him to tell me all that in person, he came to meet me in a park, two hours late, with a face like a wall, trying to push me away, not wanting even to sit a minute to discuss things.
He then sent me a lovely email saying how wonderful I was, followed by a horrendous hurtful email telling me how bad I am and ten minutes later another email saying he really likes me and I’m a marvelous person, please oh please be his friend.
Next day he phoned me to say he had ANOTHER WOMAN. She was near him and he said he liked her, for her to listen, but later wrote me an email to say she was only a TEST for him. So, he is still using people. I feel cheated, abused and used and was left brokenhearted, without much explanation, only he was probably bored and found another woman.
Talking about that, I should have seen the red flags as well before, as he told me of one night stands he had had. He is also highly sexual, another red flag. His commitment to me meant nothing to him, less than nothing, as he does not even remember the things he said. He had also no empathy for me, for my suffering for him, as I really loved him, and wrote emails telling me how his new relationship was ‘all right.’
I’m also without the money he left from me, a huge amount.
I have contacted his daughter to know if he does these things often and all she answered me was that she has nothing much to do with him and she has her reasons.
Dreams are dead
I’m now suffering so much that I hardly can live. All my dreams of having him are dead and he is not even bothering. He told me to go dancing to forget him!!!!!
So, I’m another woman who saw the S a bit too late. All the signs were there—the lack of feeling, the lack of emotion, the lack of tenderness, like holding hands, the blame I got for everything, he was never guilty, the horrendous rages out of the blue for nothing, the lack of empathy, no sense of commitment even after a full sexual relationship (He said it was ‘functional’), the erratic lifestyle, no money, changing jobs and houses, changing relationships (I was number 4), living off his brother, using my money for EVERYTHING, telling silly unnecessary lies, incapacity for love and attachment, ingratitude for all I did for him, practically maintaining him for a year, his mood shifts, his lack of responsibility for his actions, even denying they ever happened, treating people like tools for money and sex, easily provoked, one night stands, trying to make me feel that I was the crazy one when he told a lie and did not remember it, thinking that i was provoking him to anger when he was the angry one all the time, not honouring formal or informal commitment to a woman who truly loved him.
Please use my story to warn others. They are everywhere and they inflict serious damage in other people’s lives.
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Lovefraud originally posted this letter on March 11, 2011.
Dear Ox,
I do read many of your posts and realize you’ve “been there, done that…got the t-shirt.” I was talking to my husband that all we have is hope. My history isnt squeeky clean and I have made my fair share of mistakes. I was telling my brother that the only thing that has kept us from being s/p’s is our ability to love. in the triangle of character, we have moral reasoning, ability to love and impulse control. if you do not have any of these, you are an s/p. I did things out of choice whether right or wrong, but i never lost my ability to love. i think generally kids want to do the right thing. as parents though, we can only do what we can do. the rest is up to them. here is where our hope comes in. i hope they choose to do the right thing. when we have that genetic makeup either we are spaths or we attract them. I know i’m not one, but i do attract them male and female alike. I am grateful for the knowledge though, and my kids already know, if they choose to live like that, it will be without me…peace…
Dear HGG, You are a wise woman and I applaud you for that wisdom and resolve. It took me a LONG time to realize that I did not have to tolerate abuse just because it was a family member doing it. Or a “close friend”—I can choose to not have that person in my life. I’ve become VERY selective about who I let close to me and what behavior I tolerate or give a person another chance over.
What is even harder is living up to my own standards of conduct and thinking…and forgiving myself when I fail. It is a WORK IN PROGRESS and I will never get to where I do it all right, none of us will, and I don’t expect anyone to be perfect, just honest and kind. If a person has those two things (really, a moral compass) the rest can be dealt with. Without honesty and/or kindness, nothing else matters. We all make mistakes, it is recognizing them, repenting of them and trying to do better that makes the difference between us and “them.” They know right from wrong, b ut do not care.
HCG,
I just wanted to comment about your posts. You ARE very wise and a great Mom! It’s good that you’re so intuitive and caring about your children so as to balance your good sense against your ex’s shenanigans. I feel so badly for people who share custody with their spaths and I thank the GOOD LORD every single day that My exP husband did not want the responsibility and that ex spath 2 did not have much contact with my children. I wish I had had your wisdom when I came across last spath. I might have thought more about my children, than I was thinking about myself….
Having said that, it’s a good thing you’re so vigilant with your children because I DO believe this is genetic. While I believe that, it is also possible that even with great parenting, a child can still turn out to be a P. I think the chances are LESS LIKELY when there is a healthy, stable parent involved and ENCOURAGES empathy and love as you do.
So kudos to you for your vigilance, love and care of your children as well as the sacrifices you’re making to see that prevention may indeed, in your case, be the “cure”.
LL
Thanks for those kind words. It is a generational curse that I am hoping has been broken. I never realized how important setting boundaries is until now. I teach my kids that they have to established boundaries for their protection. if someone does not respect those boundaries and continues to overstep them, they are abusers and there is no excuse for abuse…when we graduate kindergarten, the only reason we should go back to kindergarten is to teach…peace
HGG,
Its wonderful how forthright you are being with your kids about this PD. You are giving them the tools they need to navigate the shark infested waters out there as well as the difficulties they will face battling their own demons in life. Kudos to you.
Trimama says:
“Meaning that how he treated you has nothing to do with you as a person because you were not a person to him. You were just a reflection of himself, for the time being. Then he moved on for a new reflection. As you became more aware of what he was about, he needed to find a new mirror for his shallow self.
So this is not about you as a naive person but about a shadow of a person trying to catch the dying sunlight so as to continue to shine..at anyone’s expense.”
Wow! These words are so sage and so insightful to me. They really help me to clarify my ex s-path, and they help me to deal with the current reality of my situation.
Thank you, Trista, for sharing your story. There are so many similarities in your story, and the stories of every LF blogger which help me to understand, and to know for certain, that I am not crazy, my story is unfortunately, not unique, and that a person you thought you knew, loved, and lost, never really existed in the first place.
It’s been 3 weeks of NC for me, but he keeps emailing me to ask how I am and to try to bait me, letting me know that things are not going well for him. (You reap what you sew). I have typed scathing emails to him (which include his sappy quotes of undying love and promises of a happy future), but I now have the resolve not to send them thanks to LF. I still wake up at all times of the night anxious, saddened, and uncertain of the future, but I know that I am well rid of him and that better times lie ahead.
“Love Fraud” is such a great name and a such a very helpful site. Thanks again to all of you who share!
Hi, FoolMe..
I am thankful my words helped you.
None of us are ever truly out of the woods from this misery, unless our psychopath dies. Even then, we are haunted by the memories.
It’s just that some of us are in a different place in the healing process. I, too, consider calling him and leaving voice mails, or texting. Because I miss him. I truly do.
That said, I understand that he will never change and that a life with him is one filled with pain.
I hold fast to the words I read here. Ox tells of her son who killed his girlfriend. And as I’ve noted, that could easily have been me.
So I remember Jessica when I consider calling him.
And I don’t.
Hold on, FoolMe. You know you can’t hold on to him because it is like holding onto air. Or rather, smog. Or like having cotton candy in your mouth…tastes great for such a brief moment, then dissolves so quickly that you wonder if you there was ever anything there. You just have the residue of a taste.
Take a piece from all of what you read here. No story needs to match yours entirely in order to be of benefit.
With knowledge comes power.
Claim yours.
Dear Trimama, you gave some good advice to FOOLEDME2WICE, and I hope you are doing well and taking it as well. It is reaching out to others that we help ourselves stand as well….like two one-legged men holding on to each other in order to stand upright, we can DO IT TOGETHER!!!
LoveFraud is a wonderful site and it gives us the opportunity to learn from each other, and to support each other, and together we can stand! (((hugs)))) and God bless and keep you both safe.
Fooledme, writing the emails and NOT sending them is a good idea. I wrote 1,000 letters and never mailed them. EVERY one I did mail, I REGRETTED COMPLETELY. Believe me, NC is the ONLY way to heal! (((hugs)))
Thank you, Ox.
You are right in terms of reaching out and helping others, thereby helping ourselves.
I don’t really feel any further along in the healing process than I was.
I miss him. Maybe not as much.
I cry. Maybe not as often.
I wonder where he is and what he is doing. No improvement there.
I am getting stuck here.
How do I get him out of my head?
Dear Oxy and Trimama,
You are both so right! I remember the S-path stopping his car in the middle of the road on more than one occasion, (in the pitch black with no street lights), because of his temper. He would later appologize and tell me that only I could make him so mad, and that it had never happened before. So, I too, will remember Jessica in my moments of weakness.
It is really tough. My ex is so incredibly handsome and charming. He was so helpful and loving at first. He really conned me. My kids really like him, and we live in a very small town. I think that since I introduced him to my friends who live here, it’s going to be impossible to avoid him completely. I pass him on the road at least twice a week, and he gives me a wave as if we are friends. I guess my plan is to feign indifference and to do my best to avoid him. I read the stories of those who have relapsed, and they are never happy. I know what to do. I hope I have the strength to be firm in my resolve.
What do you think of me dating so soon? I would like to try it. I have never really done that, as I was married for 20 years (to a narcissist) prior to the S-path. I wonder if it would be a good distraction,or if it would be unfair to my potential suitors…
Trimama,
Maybe you need a good distraction, too!