Editor’s note: Lovefraud received the following story from a reader who we’ll call “Kay.” She discovered that her magic relationship was all about him.
Kay and the Loser in Aluminum Foil
He was prince charming, at least to me he was. We liked the same music, the same food, we spoke about the same topics, liked frequenting the same places, everything was so right.
My friends, however, had a complete aversion to his instant overbearing interest in all things Kay. He completely immersed himself in my life and was constantly “making sure” I was okay. He made sure he monopolized all my time. He would call me approximately 20-25 times a day. During working hours he made sure he called me at least 12 times. My friends did not think this was healthy, I thought it to be quite flattering. He wanted to know everything about me, everything my ex-husband of 15 years did not care about, he did. From what perfume I wore, to what my favorite color was, my favorite food, my problems with my friends, what caused the demise of my marriage, what I really wanted out of life. This was all his way of controlling me and my every move. This would also help him know what buttons to push. He wanted to know who I was with at all times, where I was, how long I had been there, where I was going, what I was wearing. It was upsetting to everyone around me, however, I found it strangely comforting that someone cared so much about every single detail.
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As time went on, I realized that he made 100 percent sure that everything I was lacking in my former relationship he would make certain NOT to give me this go around. Empty promises were the basis of everything to do with us. His wife had left him. She had filed for divorce to be with another man, another man that had promised her the world. He made himself out to be a grand victim of her mistreatment. She never did anything right. She could not move out right away. He would photograph her shoes on the floor that she had not placed properly in the closet, he would take pictures of her clothing stacked up in a corner, he would call her derogatory names, but it did not change the way he treated me. For me he was a knight in shining armor.
Misogynist
It became apparent he was a casebook misogynist. He hates women. Actually he loathes them. It took me a while to really realize this man had no friends, family members stayed away. He complained that her family hated him and they were instrumental in the demise of their marriage. I believe his former wife’s family wanted what was best for her, which was clearly not him. From all accounts, everyone that knew of that relationship never understood why they were together and why she would put with this broken behavior. I think he destroyed her self worth and confidence, something he was never able to do to me.
Sex was another ordeal. It took months before it happened and it was over in minutes. So long as he got what he wanted, how he wanted it, it was fine. It had nothing to do with pleasure, only control. Control over everything. For me, it was emotionally and physically painful and even more painful to watch how someone could so completely disconnect himself from the act and transform into what was his real persona, empty. He was devoid of actual feelings. Devoid of anything real. Pain is all he knew. Guilt, domination, gaslighting. Classic textbook sociopath.
I called off the relationship on several occasions because I was tired of the empty promises. He promised vacations, holidays together, all sorts of outings. He strung me along to punish me. I was being punished for the love his mother did not give him, and I was further being punished for the things his ex-wife did not do “correctly.” She could do nothing right and he was the victim. Actually, in time I realized we were all victims of his wrath. He found women who were extremely attractive and tried to break them down to the point where they lost their identity and became what he wanted them to become—dependent on him and his mood swings and his dysfunctional behavior.
Wants me back
I broke off the relationship and when he found out that I became engaged to another man, he quickly came back professing his love and even so much as “planning” the purchase of engagement ring. He had made a mistake; he could not live without me. Not for a minute. He wrote page long emails, texting me 24/7, calling me, visiting me at work, everything. I called off the engagement and returned to this “magical” situation. He was once again my “knight in shining armor.” Of course that did not last very long. Several weeks at most. Then we were back to the same old control/punishment cycle. I quickly realized he was not Knight in Shining Armor but a Loser in Aluminum Foil.
I was always crazy and his favorite lines were, “that is not what I said,” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” He had a hidden addiction to pornography that was quite disturbing to me. It was a “bad thing” and it had to be a secret. He was very secretive about everything, however, he required that you give full disclosure; this was so he could control everything at all times.
It became apparent to a friend of mine through a “social networking site” that he had been stringing the former wife along the entire time, giving her some sort of hope. My friend began forwarding those “status updates” which were indicative that something more was going on than met the eye. Naturally he denied it. Everyone was lying. When I confronted him, he said he did not want to be in this relationship and he did not know what he wanted. He was a pathological liar and I started seeing the holes in his stories. The stories became a sort of “strainer.” They would not hold water.
Never going to work
Everything finally came to a head on my birthday when I realized that this was never ever going to be a good or healthy relationship. This was all about him and all about what he needed. He asked me to be patient with him and give him time and that I was wanting to run to the altar. No. What I wanted was a normal relationship, someone that was consistent. Something he could not relate to at all. He was devoid of any emotion and when some emotion (sadness) came about at the loss of this relationship, he would quickly disappear and block. Avoidance is key with these individuals. They don’t want to feel. They hate themselves and they want you to hate yourself. They will avoid everything, including you. They move on to the next victim and repeat the cycle.
I was in this situation for nearly one year and a half. The relationship was all about him. These types of individuals will make sure NEVER TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT MOST. Whatever that might be. They give you the false hope that this will happen, just not right now. No, it’s never happening. Not now, not in a month, not in 10 years. I did everything right. Right for someone normal, not sociopathic.
Breaking it off for good is very difficult. They love to leave “open-ends” to their phone calls, texts and actions. They want to know that they are still in control by leaving that window open. Lock it; board it up!
They are broken individuals. They don’t want help; they want to victimize themselves and others. That is how they get their kicks. I was wise enough to get out before it escalated. I am now engaged to a wonderful and, most importantly, a normal man. He functions normally and loves me and my child. He makes good on all his promises and comes through for us.
There is light at the end of the tunnel, but of course, one must heal before this happens.
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Lovefraud originally posted this article on June 30, 2010.
Dear Pieces,
You are NOT BROKEN!!! You may be in pieces right now but you have good sense! You go GF!!!! You have got it! Day ONE!!! You did it! The first day of the rest of your good life P-FREE!
Pity parties are just fine!!! In this early stage you pity you rage you rant your SCREAM<!!!!! It is okay! Great! come here instead of posting anything to him.
Sit down and write a letter to him, and then TEAR IT UP! I must have written 1000 pages of letters to my psychopaths telling them OFF! But mailing any of them (I did a few) was a BIG MISTAKE!~ Take my word for that!
You are doing good! Just keep on and make a list of all the chity things he has done to you over the years—name off the other women, the lies…read them over and over and over every time you feel weak! Take back your POWER. YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU KNOW!!!! (((HUGS))))
Thank you 🙂 I get the worst at night. I still sit here and listen for his car and hope that he has thought of me all day too but he hasn’t. Do you think I even cross his mind? I guess I just want him to hurt as much as I do and feel as alone as I do but he isn’t capable of that and I know it is true but yet in some weird way my brain just seems to try and block me from accepting that. Does that make any sense at all?
Broken peices:
Congratuoations on your FIRST DAY of the rest of your life.
NC is a good thing.
It’s like a snowball…..as it rolls….it gets easier and bigger…..and things become much clearer.
Stay true to yourself….you owe him NOTHING!
Hey BP
Getting the brain and the heart to believe the same thing has been a struggle for me. It does get better. Goodbye was he hardest. I believed that I was spending the rest of my life with him and knowing he was out of my life FOREVER was one of the hardest things about NC. But…NC is the only way to move on so STAY STRONG!!! It is hard for me to…but not as hard as it was!!
I hit a pissy stage the last few days. This is what I realized today. A couple of days after I’d confronted him on emails he sent her a good friend of mine passed away. I had paid for trips for 15 months and I knew he had a frequent flyer ticket. I asked him if I could use it to go to the funeral. He told me he sold it…sorry…you are one day too late. Now I know he had NOT sold it. he still had it and he actually used it when he snuck off to Vegas with her a few weeks later. REALLY….after everything I did for him, after I was the only person who had his back when he had NOTHING…he lies to me and keeps me from going to a friends funeral!!!!!! What a freakin b@.......%&*$d. WHO DOES THAT!!!!!
That to be said….I have no desire to have any contact with him today or tomorrow unless it involves a freaking boxing ring!!!! (but yes down deep I want him to think of me and realize what a monster he was and what he did)
If you are listening for his car turn on music and sing along. Thats one thing that helps me some. When I sing I can’t think of everything else. I also will just start saying numbers outloud because you can’t think about other stuff and speak numbers. sounds CRAZY but it helps me some!! Just a couple of techniques I use to distract myself.
Erase his number from your phone if you havent. It is way to easy to send a text in weakness if his name and number are programmed in. Makes you stop and think if you have to remember the number and type it in.
Did you delete him and block him on FB yet???
It is going to get better sweetie. Nights are hardest for me to. I didn’t sleep in my own bedroom for 6 months. Now I remind myself that I’m glad he’s not there sleeping when I get up to go to work in the morning!!
Hi Broken.
I have written this before, but I know the feeling of, “Hey, you can’t ignore ME! Cause I’M ignoring YOU! LOL
I’m on Day 7, I think. I notice when he’s not emailing and I get anxious about what he’s doing…Usually weekends, so certain he’s off nailing the replacement model. Then I get mad when he DOES email me because I’ve ASKED him to stop. But I just ignore it now.
By the way, I’m day something or other because I’ve gone back to the starting line about 1000 times. I’m DETERMINED to make is to 30 days this time. I can’t think longer than that. It’s not like on Day 30 I’m gonna pick up the phone!
It just gives me a goal.
Peace Sister.
P.S. It makes PERFECT sense.
We ALL think of “him” all day long.
We ALL wonder what he’s up to?…who he’s with?….if he misses us?…if he’s realizing that we were the best thing that ever happened to him?
Does he feel alone? He doesn’t FEEL it, but he IS alone. UTTERLY alone. He cannot be anything else. He is nothing but alone when because he NEVER connects with another soul and his own soul is SO debilitated by his disorder, it’s relegated to a dark corner, without a voice.
We want them to hurt like we do. Take solace in the fact WE AREN’T THEM! That you CAN feel. Imagine life without any real emotion. I know it feels like we are being punished for our sensitivity, but it’s good for use to be reminded of the depth of emotion we ARE capable of. Which is MORE than we can say for them, BY FAR!
Stolen.
“WHO DOES THAT?” Man, I have said that about one million times! They do the UNTHINKABLE. And yes, often after “all we’ve done for them.”
I agree, NC is the way and it DOES get easier. If you blow it, don’t beat yourself up. Think of it like smoking. If you break down and have a cigarette, does that mean you give up trying to quit? I know Oxy will like that analogy. LOL.
As for music, I wonder how MANY of us subject ourselves to listening to love songs, songs of loss, songs of pain, songs of how we can’t live without them? I’ve asked myself WHY I WOULD DO THIS? I do it less. I don’t even try to listen to “screw you” music, because that STILL has me thinking of HIM!
I listen to bagpipes, or classical, or HAPPY songs. BEATLES music is GREAT for that. Their lyrics are poetry. Their music incredible and for the most part their music is SO beyond…I love you…I hate you….screw you…
Peace Sisters
SHMS
I swear you are me!!!
I have a question for anyone….
My dcotor started me on Prozac. I think it is working. BUT…sometimes I feel like I need to cry and I don’t. Is that normal?? I have so much more motivation, better focus, better coping. But I don’t want to not cry when I need to. Also, no appetite. Not like at first when I couldn’t eat anything because I was so emotional. Im just not hungry and nothing really sounds good. Anyone had any similar experience??
Stolen,
I know, it’s really funny (in a sad kinda way) how much we are all the same. And how much we all thought we were OH SO SPECIAL. Yeesh!
Ah Prozac. I FINALLY went on that when I was with my LAST sociopath. It took me SIX years to get over him….and guess what helped me recover? FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE NEXT SOCIOPATH! Yup, forgot all about ’em. LOL.
My advice, talk to your doctor. I’m no physician, but I’ve changed drugs over the years…Gone off them MANY times, for EXTENDED periods of times.
Yes certain drugs affect you in different ways. Some affect appetite. MOST affect libido…which is a BLESSING for us. Bad ENOUGH being devastated, but to be wanting sex and not having it on top of it all, is just salt in the wound. Wellbutrin has no sexual side affects.
There’s a ton of others. I’ve taken Prozac, Wellbutrin (on now) and Effexor. Effexor can REALLY affect your appetite. I couldn’t go back on Prozac, because it stopped working as well for me. I was given Effexor because my current ex caused me to have 2 breakdowns. I couldn’t even tie my SHOES. And EVEN though he had this kind of affect on me, I devoted my life to him. Is there a pill for being an idiot? I’d like to take THAT ONE. LOL
Peace Sister
Stolen,
I TOO didn’t sleep in my bedroom. First i slept in the spare bedroom, but that wasn’t far enough away from him, so I went downstairs to the sofa. THEN we finally moved out of the house. I was more than happy to give him the bedroom set we bought together when we divided stuff up. I can’t IMAGINE ever having THAT bed in my room again.