Editor’s note: The following post was written by the Lovefraud reader “IMarriedIt.” Names are changed.
Thirteen years ago, I was an attractive, confident single woman. I owned a small house with 2 cats & a dog. I wasn’t looking to date when I met a charsmatic man at work, Simon, or rather, he made a beeline for me. I told him I wasn’t interested in dating. He then chose the words he knew would reassure me, that we could spend time together as just friends, but it wouldn’t be dating. We did things together & had dinner as pals (so I thought). He amped up the charm and was likeable & witty, though I thought there was something a little strange about him. One night he rang my doorbell, saying his former girlfriend had thrown him out, putting his belongings in the front yard. They’d supposedly broken up but he still lived in her house.
Red flags ignored
WHY WHY WHY didn’t I tell him to go to a motel? My alarm bells were clanging like a ship’s bells approaching an iceberg. Why did I ignore them & let him come inside? He said it was late at night & he had nowhere to stay.
Well, he never left. He made himself my right hand man, helping with housework, mowing the grass, etc. I liked to hike with my dog. Really? So did he! I loved to sit on my porch & watch the sunset on a summer eve. Wow! He did too, & he loved talking for hours. We had SO much in common.
After a few months, I ran into the former girlfriend. She was a nice lady & gave me her number. She tried to warn me about Simon but I thought she was just bitter because they broke up. Soon, I had some serious reservations about Simon so I called her. She said Simon was really good at figuring out what you want to hear & that’s what he tells you. She said Simon had an anger problem & drove recklessly. He never felt bad about scaring her. After we were married, I noticed Simons’s road rage. He tailgated & flipped people off. Once, Simon tried to run a car off the road while I was with him, I told him never to do that— what if the other driver had a gun & I got hurt? Simon seemed exhiliarated & laughed at the fear on my face.
Sexual desires revealed
Former girlfriend warned me that Simon liked to do some kinky things in bed that she just didn’t want to do. While I was on the phone with her, Simon came in. He stared me down, arms crossed with eyes like lasers. He never said a word but I got nervous & ended the call. In hindsight, I see that Simon was running off my friends, becoming my everything & getting very controlling. He started bullying me so subtly I didn’t notice I wasn’t independent or confident in myself any more. I ran every little decision past Simon for his approval. Simon liked that. Once, on a flight, Simon remarked that he hated flying because he wasn’t the one in control. “I have to be in control!”
Within six months of meeting Simon, he was pushing to get married. I wasn’t keen on that but Simon kept asking. My red flags were flapping as if in hurricane winds. WHY WHY WHY did I say yes one afternoon? It was too soon, and some things were bothering me about Simon, such as his porn use, but I thought it was occasional so I didn’t make a big issue of it. I figured no man was perfect & we had so much in common. I’d never find that in anyone else.
Sadly, I learned after twelve years of marriage that Simon has accounts on several swingers websites & had been running personals ads for several years. He described himself as seeking, searching or looking for men, women, couples & transvestites. So my husband was bisexual & I found condoms in his shaving kit when he returned from a trip. I went through the agony & humilliation of getting tested for STD’s.
Wedding jitters
I was the perfect target for Simon; my family lived out of state & I had no friends left to take me aside & express concerns. Simon suggested a simple wedding in a Las Vegas chapel so that’s what we did. I felt nauseous & clammy during the brief ceremony, which I thought was just jitters. Walking the strip, Simon seemed really fascinated by the guys slapping the hookers cards in tourists’ hands, but I thought, aw, he’s a guy. Soon, Simon & I bought a bigger house with the downpayment from selling my little home. I also made Simon the beneficiary on my investments. Now I see how Simon used me financially.
Soon after our marriage Simon got in trouble at work for sexual harassment. Simon said he didn’t do it, it was just some disgruntled employees making up lies so I accepted his explanation. A few weeks ago, my friend told me he’s hit on her too, & she warned Simon to cut it out or she’d tell me.I learned more things about Simon. He said he’d always been the black sheep of his family & had got in lots of trouble as a teen. His sister accused him of molesting her. Their mother believed his sister so Simon hates them both. I think it’s a classic case of gaslighting because Simon blames his sister for reporting him & said his sister was mentally ill. Simon got in trouble for having sex with a neighbor girl too. After that, Simon’s father put him in the Army.
During our marriage Simon’s brother got upset because Simon owed him money & wasn’t paying it back. Simon said it was ridiculous because his brother was wealthy & didn’t need it paid back. He wasn’t concerned about the rift this put between him & his only brother. A man at work asked me to give Simon a message that he still owed him money. Simon said that was a lie.
Juggling me and the porn sites
Simon’s mask of mild mannered indulgent husband slipped pretty quickly & we had frequent quarrels. Simon went for days at a time not talking to me. I guess when he thought I was distraught enough, out of the blue he’d call my cell saying “Hello, wifey!” in a silky voice, like nothing happened. He acted loving & bought me jewelry until the next cycle. I think now he bought me jewelry because he’d cheated on me. Simon spent lots of time in the den on his computer & minimized the screen when he heard me coming. I googled Simon’s email & screen name & found his personals ads on some dating sites.Now I know Simon was juggling me & his hook ups too.
I developed a sleep disorder which affected my job. Since Simon’s moved out, I haven’t had trouble sleeping normally. Simon was keeping me on a roller coaster of anxiety. My charming, smooth talking husband was really a monster. Simon also gained a hundred pounds over time. The more I urged him to lose weight & take care of his health, the more weight he gained. Maybe he did it to hurt me, I don’t know.
Bullying and sexual harassment at work
A year ago, Simon’s brother told him their mother was terminally ill & urged Simon to go visit her. Simon said he didn’t want to, & his mom passed away a little later. Who could be so cold as to refuse to see their dying mother? I expected Simon to show some grief after her death, but he acted like nothing happened.
Simon recently got in trouble again at work for continual bullying & intimidation of his employees, & sexual harassment again. One of the females he sexually harassed was pregnant. I told Simon the she could’ve lost her baby from the stress he caused her & he said “Yeah right. Pffft. I never touched her or did anything they said. They’re all a bunch of liars & set me up.” There were several witnesses & the case against him was strong enough for Simon to get demoted & transferred to a town a hundred miles away.
Because of Simon’s misconduct again at work, we had to sell our home so Simon could relocate. I moved to a condo & Simon came “home” on weekends. I found females’ phone numbers in Simon’s suitcase & some DVD’s depicting bondage & violence to women. I finally told Simon I wanted to separate due to years of grief & misery with his cheating, bullying & deceiving me. I was also afraid of him now. Simon said phrases like, “There is no one else, I’ve never loved anyone like I love you & you’re the only woman for me.”
I thought he could change. NOT!
WHY WHY WHY did I give Simon another chance when he promised for the umteenth time to change? I really loved my faux husband & couldn’t seem to break it off. In a moment of weakness I let him come back. He actually had me convinced that long distance marriages can work, if our love is strong enough. Finally, the light bulb came on for me:
- Why is it a long distance marriage in the first place? Because he got in serious trouble at work for which he blames everyone else & is not sorry
- Why does my husband live in another town? Because he got demoted & transferred for hitting on women & being a workplace bully
- What a sorry excuse of a marriage this is, with us living apart & him visiting me on weekends & what is he doing Monday through Friday?
I found evidence he was juggling me & the hook up ads. This time I told Simon I wanted a divorce because I don’t think he’ll ever be honest or faithful or change the cold blooded person he is inside. He’s shown no remorse for hurting so many people, including the severe damage he’s done to me, his wife, & my ability to ever trust another man.
Divorced and starting over
Now I’m about ten years away from retirement, starting life over as a single woman supporting myself. My husband & I were supposed to be life partners & travel together during our retirement. It was all a big con by a sociopath, the appearance he wanted of a normal decent married man. I was just an arm piece & a source of sex & a good income. He never loved me, as evidenced by all the hook up ads, probable adulteries & even hitting on my friend soon after our wedding. His family has cut ties with Simon too, because he’s gone through three marriages, several girlfriends, & has burned his family too.
I looked at some pictures I took of Simon recently, & was creeped out by how he was looking at me. His eyes were predatory & he stared a hole through me. There was no tenderness in those eyes without a soul. He almost looked evil.
Looking for feedback
I welcome & appreciate any feedback! I’ve read the Lovefraud books & read the blog almost every day. I’m making progress from the paralyzing fog that barely let me function at work. My boss has been kind. I have many more good days than bad now, & am working to get back the strong, confident woman I started this story being thirteen years ago.
I still have the cats! “Living well is the best revenge” is my motto. I’m reading all I can find about sociopaths & am getting healthy again mentally. Please know that there have been times the web site & the books have kept me sane!
mich0101:
I was addicted, too. BIG time. It does go away, but only if you maintain No Contact which is very hard to do, but you must. It was the only way I stopped the addiction.
I think mine knew what he was. I really do. He knows he’s not right.
NC won’t kill you mich, it will make you stronger, heal you and lessen the memory of spath.
I remember asking a close friend if it was possible to be addicted to a person. Long before I found LF and when I was still entangled in the mess my life had become. Yes I was addicted. I’m not any more. But it takes strength, guts and determination. I have NO regrets. None. Best thing I ever did ….spath eventually crawled and slithered away.
You can do it. You can, you will see. Take back the life that was once yours……its a line from a poem that I can’t remember at mo….CRS!!
Bless you people trying to keep strong. Keep fighting!!
Great advice saskgirl you sound very strong and clear minded. I’m so sorry you had to leave your dog, bless you x
Mine has my dog too. I miss my dog to pieces, but in order to see him, I’d have to go to Spath’s house, or let Spath bring the dog to visit me. It tears me up, but I had to give up my dog for my safety. Safety comes first. I really expected to be manipulated, using the dog as a ploy, such as, don’t I want to come over and see my dog? But I haven’t been contacted in over a month which is just odd.
Louise, I think mine knows he’s very different from other people and likes his perceived ability to con and control people. He really feels superior.
Hi to All,
So true about being addicted to them, after I left mine, I struggled terrible with the thought of our relationship ending and still saw him for a couple months. I even went with him to his home to spend a day with him, per his request and he hardly spent any time with me at all , except for wanting sex and putting me around freinds to act like all was ok between he and I (they did not know we were over yet) It truly was never about love for them. It was so odd to me that he did not seem shaken or sad by our relationship ending, I was devastated…he was cold and only thinking about how he could line me up to be the 2-3 nights girl while he had the new one for other nights.
I did not slow down on my desire for him till NC was solid. When he had access…he used it to still throw lies my way…He “loved me ” when he was bored and alone…I was only supply….after being told for over a year that”I was the love of his life and he intended to marry me” they do not mean any thing except opposite of what they say, 180rule is spot on.
Blue
I agree that these spaths MUST know what they’re doing.I truly believe that spath husband was trying to destroy me PIECE BY PIECE.We didn’t have the “firecrackers” in our married life that many here have described.I still can’t figure out how he went from “street life” to abstinence.I can’t imagine any woman being attracted to him as he’s been morbidly obese for yrs.I just think he got his thrills from controlling my life and making me as miserable as possible;waiting to see how long it would take this “wimp” to die!Well,I’m no “wimp”!!!
blossom,
Towanda! you are NO WIMP.
Spaths don’t just use their charm to get women/men to love them, they can use their pity ploy too.
He probably blamed YOU for his morbid obesity and instantly made them feel sorry for him. YOU were the one who was too cheap to buy him healthy food. He wanted broccoli but you MADE him eat at McDonalds to save money and then you kept all the money for yourself.
ROTFLMAO. I’m certain my spath used that one!
LOL!
Saskgirl,
My abuse was all emotional as well, though he did threaten some physiacal…thankfully, I was gone before he made good on promise. Glad you are safe and that your instincts healthfully led you here : )
One thing that I think about is the subtle abuse of my spath…he never bought food for the house, not even when his son was home from college. Having low income, I often went without food or ate at family/freinds homes. I lost weight during time with him, that I did not need to lose.(oddity, he used to tell me he loved to see me enjoy a meal LOL) When I gained the few pounds back, he acted like I was fat! The sleep deprivation…still suffering from that gift. Mentally twisting conversations that led me to question my beliefs and my intellect.(oddity-he used to tell me he wanted me to be happy and that I was smart LOL) Physical harm from over-training. I do fitness training and even though my work day may consist of 2-5 hours of classes and private training, he wanted me to walk/run with him alot….I would and suffered a bad sciatic nerve injury early on in our days together. Over-training ( oddity, he wanted me to be lean-hard, even if it meant I was in traction LOL)
Abuse in so many forms that it was hard to recognize…this will be red-flag for me in future…any request that compromises my well-being and constant inconsistency in statements!
Blue
What is this “180 rule”? Mine does exactly what you are saying. When he is home and bored, texts me that he loves me, misses me, wants to grow old with me. I know now that he does not mean anything that he says, but he seems so genuine and convincing, that is why I wonder if he really knows what he is doing. I heard through the grapevine a long time ago that he oldest daughter hates him. Now I know why. His youngest is a clone of him and she is 13. Lies, manipulates, steals. She actually lied to me FOR him.
180 rule means in its most simple form
spaths say and pretend to be the opposite (180°) of what they truly think, do and are.
If ex-spath wrote to me: “You know I would NEVER want to harm you,” (after he sent me a threat mail that I called him bluff on) that ought to be translated into “I would so totally love to hurt you, smash you into pulp until nothing is left of you anymore.” When I read that, I knew I would put my life in jeopardy if I ever set my foot in his town, whether he lives half the world away from there or not.