Last week I did something that I really didn’t want to do. Thursday evening, I went out in the cold and rain to sit through a “customer appreciation” dinner at the dealership where we leased our car. My husband, Terry, wanted to go, but he couldn’t, because he just had knee surgery and was supposed to stay off his feet. So he put on his best smile and cajoled me into going. The event included a drawing for a big, flat-screen TV, and to win, all we had to do was show up. There wouldn’t be many people there, so our chances were good.
I knew I wouldn’t win the TV. I’m not the lucky one—he is. Plus, we don’t need a TV. The one we have is fine. But Terry, like most men, is a gadget guy. He really wanted to try to win the latest in TV technology. So to make him happy, I went to the dinner.
This is what we do when we’re in love—we try to please our beloved. We’re cooperative. We acquiesce to their requests. It is normal behavior in an intimate relationship—behavior that gets perverted when the other person in the relationship is a sociopath.
Giving in to requests
I remember the requests from the sociopath in my life, James Montgomery. They all came after he proclaimed his love to me:
• He needed money to cover expenses until his big business ventures, which would benefit us both, were funded. Could I help out?
• He wanted to take me to Australia to show me off to his family and do some business. Could I put the trip on my credit cards?
• He wanted to get married quickly. We were in love, we were adults, what were we waiting for?
• He really needed a new computer—it was important that he work with the latest technology. Did I believe in him? Would I buy it for him?
Although I had trepidation about many of the requests—especially as my savings diminished and my credit card balances grew—he cajoled. He proclaimed his love. He talked about our future together. I acquiesced. I gave in. I caved.
My behavior was normal for an intimate relationship. When two people are together, we cooperate with our beloved. We try to make him or her happy.
That’s the problem with sociopaths. They appear to be normal, but they are not. Consequently, we respond in normal ways, and get ourselves in trouble.
We weren’t stupid. We were deceived.
Sometimes sociopaths can keep up the façade of normalcy for a long time. In my case, my ex-husband never deviated from the “I love you, we’re in this together” script. That’s what kept me behaving as a normal wife would, accommodating his requests, even to my own financial detriment. It was only after I found outside evidence of his treachery that the whole charade fell apart.
Most people are normal
So now what? How do we keep ourselves from repeating the miserable experience of the sociopath?
First of all, we know they exist. We know there are people who look normal, just like us, but are missing the parts that make us truly human. They have no conscience, no empathy, no emotional connection to others, and no remorse.
Secondly, we must learn to trust our instincts. When someone generates an atypical feeling within us—nervousness in the gut, prickling on the back of the neck, doubt in our minds—we must pay attention. An abnormal reaction to another person may be our only clue that someone who appears to be normal is not.
The good news is that most people are normal. Most people are capable of love, human connection and supportiveness. Yes, we all have our flaws, but when we are with a normal person in a loving relationship, we can safely do as they ask.
So I went to the dinner at the car dealership. I didn’t win the TV. But by going, I made my husband happy, which made me happy. That’s what happens in a normal relationship.
Dionne travels with OXY?
oh we are gonna pay when oxy reads this –
Don’t worry…..her hormones must be haywire from the octuplet pregnancy…..she might not even notice YOU talking about her in such light…..
yeah oxy is the pilot and gets the passengers stoned and dionne tells them their future
those oxtuplets turned out to be piglets and she is gonna BBQ them for our big LF party
I’m in…..but can we bring cast iron through airport security?
It wouldn’t be a good thing if none of us showed up for the event because we were detained in security…..
Such details.
Ya know….I am still thinking maybe we can charter OXY and plane to fly across the country gathering up all the LFers and hold the event at my place…..not near as big as oxy’s ……but if we could dig up that million $$’s, it may solve a lot of all of our worries…..
Or shall we just stick with Oxy’s place and move forward on the patent?
hmm what million dollars r u talkin about?
The million the ex buried from his drug sales……
hmm do u believe it?
Uh, yes…..I actually think it could be much more than that……from what i calculate, based on what I found at his house during recon……twice a year=240K x 20 plus years……
Hmmmmmmmmm
He certainly NEVER spent any money on us….or deposited into any account, or showed up here with any unaccounted for purchases…….
He also mentioned through the years of burying things….but at the time I thought he was kidding or not being serious….made comments like….if I ever wanted to hide something I’d bury it in the forest…..
Since I live in the mountains…..there is plenty of forest around here…..he also made a comment once about burying something by a creek to other people.
YES…..I have no doubt he has loads of cash buried somewhere……
Also…there was a green military duffle bag I saw once when I was about 16 years old……NEVER saw it again…..UNTIL….I saw it at where he stayed in the closet buried under stuff (more recon)….I was mortified when I saw it again….because in 20 + years…..I never had any reason to give that bag any thought again……so …..where was he keeping that? It was all dirty too….
BURIED!