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.
sky: I think you are right on motherhood….she cannot have children. But, even when she was younger she disliked motherhood-wanted me to get an abortion when I found out I was having my younger daughter. Course that could have been because she was fooling around with my hub………at any rate: she did reach a point several years ago when she really did want kids but she cannot. Now she is divorced and dotes on my gd in between being jealous of her…etc. I would agree on happiness.
No….regarding N….the only book I’ve read on N is Sam’s big book and he mostly indicates it’s because they just flat think they are the greatest.
Ok, I will read that book. Thanks!
Oh…..you sis is like that. My daughter loves dogs. More than people….she will help dogs, spend money on vets etc but if I needed money…she would not even buy me food. Go figure.
Donna
I’m very happy for you, because you got to find a decent person after the Sociopath. In my case I don’t know but I find it so hard to trust another man again. I’m afraid that even if I find a good and “decent” man in my life again I will be the problem, because of my lack of trust. The next “if there will be any man”, that happens to cross path in my life has to be a very patient person. I changed so much from the loving person I used to be. Now I put a thick wall around to protect myself.
Dear TB—congratulations on your accomplishments, I think Matt is right, but NC is even better!!!!!!! TOWANDA!!!!!
Today has been a spirit-lifting day for me, though I didn’t make the cover of anything, but the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing a little and I cleared some brush from the woods behind my house, ground some corn meal for corn bread for supper tonight, and smiled….just cuz! Perfect day! NO Ps. LOL
Oxy: thanks so much! Yeah, NC is the best. I don’t think it’s supposed to be like this….you know, we moms all love our kids and somehow it seems our kids are supposed to love us. And the vow of marriage before God is supposed to mean something…but to these p’s and their offspring…it is just not that way. I know this logically and I understand it….but emotionally I cannot wrap my mind around it. It’s like death..no matter what occurs or how prepared we think we are for it….we never are. I could hear the leaves blowing today, the sound of children’s laughter from the school yards as I drove past, the crispness of fall in the air and it transported back to a time when my kids were small and loved me. It got to me so badly I had to pull over and regroup. Then I began to realize I’ve got to just shut the door on who I was=mom. When I came home I almost burned all my photo albums and keepsakes….keepsakes of what? Something that is no longer? I am at what old people call ‘a reckoning time in my life’. Another bridge to cross on my road to Oz. 😉
Oxy: wow…you ground cornmeal? Ummm, I will bet you made a great supper. I love fresh corn bread…..Yum, hey, I think I smelled it over here. 😛
Dear TB,
Yea, I know what you mean about our “idenity” as “mom” and I loved that time of my life–it is like “different incarnations” but all in the SAME life time….we are “different’ people at different stages in our lives by what is important to us at that point.
I remember when I was a “rodeo queen” and that was all that was important, then this, then that, and as each stage came it seemed to be at that time, who “I WAS” and that was my “idenity”—now my “idenity” is this “eccentric old lady with the funny one liners” and I smile and think about all the different “oxys” there have been—but I am no longer just “my kids’ mom” I am ME now—-and I am not just an appendage to the farm, and not “just” my idenity as a nurse practitioner, and in fact, I am getting further and further away from all of the “old” idenities that WERE Me, and making a new one.
My life no longer depends on what some one else things of me.
I did put away all the photos of my P-son after he was about 12 or so, because prior to that age, he was FUN, he was wonderful, but somewhere in there my wonderful son “died” and his body was taken over by some kind of evil android.
I put away all the photos of my egg donor as well, and I have photos up of people I love and taht love me, to make me smile. I remember my P son when he was young and loved me back, and that little boy is a good memory, but the “man” that animates his body is a monster, a stranger, and not part of my memories or my life. I hope all of that makes sense some how.
Yea, I have a grain mill, and like the meal I grind better than that you can get in the stores. always wanted a grist mill, but they are very expensive, and I lucked into this one for $50 at an auction.
Son d and I are going to a 3-day living history event this weekend too about 2 hours away, and meet up with a friend and camp with her, meet some new people (this is not our usual group) and just see some different geography. doing something nice for the two of us. Plus, this weekend is supposed to be nice and there may not be too many more nice weekends to get out and just BE OUTSIDE and not to work out there. I enjoyed working outside today, therapy and getting myself in shape with some hard work and cardio-vascular exercise, plus good sunshine on my eyes (helps lift spirits) and good memories (also helps lift spirits) and good companionship (helps lift spirits) and a sense of accomplishment (also helps lift spirits) so all together doing things to make me feel better.
Then, to top the day off, got a call from the guy I hd the date with a few months back, he is coming back to Arkansas for a visit with his dad and brother and wanted to come see me, so, had a GREAT day!
ps. corn bread is the staff of life and is/was yummy! with lots of hot real butter! and a big glass of goat milk!
Oxy: all that you said makes total sense. I so relate. We are different people at different times in life. Yeah, I guess I am having trouble giving up being mom. I do not really know who I am/want to be now. I don’t want to marry or have a deep intimate relationship….I am so burned. I cannot give that much of myself away again. I know what I do not want to do. 😛
Sounds like you have a great weekend coming up! No, probably not a lot of nice weather left this year. I would love to go to Florida for the winter….I hate winter. Yum on the corn bread….and butter….hmmm, I like goat cheese. I hear the milk is very good for you.
Good Morning All….My ex accountant/ex businrss manager/exreal estate agent/ex boyfriend….that I left does not leave me alone. I am so happy without him…but again ( I already left him once and he harrassed me back so i wouldnt have to deal with the repercussions of leaving him) example endless fikings in court…of things I didnt pay…because he was”dealing with the business and HE didnt pay!oH…i SIGNED THE CHECKS after I took away the signiture stamp…but the checks got ripped up and I had thought they were being paid…apparently not.He is threatening another involuntary bankcrupcy…the last one that I won cost me 55,00 dollars…in which I lost my house…and now I am homeless but still trying to run what is left of my business…He drives by my business all the time to see if I am making money…he drives by my kids school…he scopes the city to see where I am. Last night he drove by and it was soooo busy which put him into a tizzy knowing that he cant touch the $$$$ anymore…so here are emails sent to me in his rage
Bopeep
How would you feel about a group of unpaid individuals and creditors holding poster board signs (legally on a public side walk) in front of your restaurant this Friday and Saturday night asking customers to boycott the restaurant because of the signs that say: MY PAYROLL CHECK BOUNCED,” CHEF BOPEEP DOESN’T PAY HER HELP,”CHEF BOPEEP DOESN’T PAY HER BILLS ON TIME,” “CHEF BOPEEP DOESNT PAY HER MEALS TAXES,” CHEF BOPEEP OWES THE DOR -&35,00, “CHEF BOPEEP IS A CHEATER,” CHEF BOPEEPDOESNT PAY HER VENDORS,”MY OIL BILL HASN’T BEEN PAID IN THREE YEARS,”CHEF BOPEEP CITED BY THE AG’S OFFICE-NON PAYMENT OF WAGES,’CHEF BOPEEP IS A TRAITOR-JUDAS ECT…ECT…ECT…?
How would you feel if the XXXXX Daily Times, the local Cable-” On the Menu” XXXX high School Media and channel Five news were informed about a compelling news event taking place outside XXXXX Restaurant this friday and saturday evening?
I wonder how your kids would feel about seeing their MOTHER EXPOSED FOR SUCH DISHONEST!!!
tHE sOCIOPATH
tHIS IS JUST ONE EMAIL FROM YESTERDAY…It is Hell to leave…but I THANK GOD….do give a crap anymore….and I am so happy to be away from all that PatholigyEveryday more and more threats…I had been working hard for “US” thinking we would have a great life….Prime example of the lies and deciet with a sociopath..Run away…dont walk!
Alsothank you for the statement that we aren’t STUPID WE ARE DECIEVED…..how true this is….
Stupid is as stupid does! FG