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Sociopath Control: Social Isolation and Intermittent Reinforcement Equals Addiction


Abusive people often isolate the people they want to control.  This happened to me and is chronicled in my book  Husband, Liar, Sociopath: How He Lied, Why I Fell For It & The Painful Lessons Learned (available via

Isolation is a Huge Red Flag

Isolation is a red flag that should never be ignored. Due to Paul (not his real name) “working” such long hours and on weekends, we had virtually no social life as a couple. Yet, if I went out with friends alone, Paul was often home early that night waiting for me.

Here’s a Typical Exchange

“Hi, Paul, it’s great you’re home. I thought you wouldn’t be home ”˜til after midnight.”

“We got done early,” Paul said, his face devoid of any “nice to see you” smile. “I was really hoping you’d be here ”¦ the one night I’m back before midnight ”¦”

Of course, I’d made perfectly reasonable decisions and had nothing for which I needed to apologize, yet Paul encouraged me to feel that I’d been insensitive because he had been home alone for a short period of time.

“I’m really sorry,” I said, regretting losing a rare chance to spend time with my husband. I joined him on the couch and gave him a kiss. He returned it halfheartedly. The fun of my rare evening out evaporated.

“You abandoned me, again,” Paul said, then shut off the TV and walked out, leaving me alone in the dark.

Not Knowing His Behavior was Deliberate, I Searched for Answers

That deflated “What just happened?” feeling enveloped me. I started making excuses for him. Maybe he was just exhausted and disappointed because he’d hoped to see me when he walked through the door. Maybe he’d had a bad day at work. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. It didn’t occur to me that this was a deliberate setup to isolate me by making me feel guilty about having a life of my own.

When I talked to Paul the next day, he said, with an appropriately caring but incredulous tone, that of course he’d just been kidding about feeling abandoned and that he couldn’t believe I took his comment seriously. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Of course it’s great you went out with friends.”

“How Dare You Have a Life of Your Own”

As most communication is nonverbal, what had Paul actually expressed? Something like, “Don’t you dare have your own life, or I’ll withhold love from you.” Would he ever admit to that? Of course not!

Paul’s nonverbal message in this case, and in countless others, influenced me below my conscious awareness. I started feeling tense when friends suggested I do something with them or when I considered calling them to make plans. As a result, I started isolating myself by going out less, especially when it might interfere with time with Paul. If I did go out, I’d leave early, just in case Paul beat me home. Before long, invitations from colleagues waned. Too often my answer was “No,” or a guarded, “I have to leave early.” Anything that weakened and isolated me made me more malleable, more dependent on Paul.

Subtle Criticism Shapes Choices

Looking back, another ploy Paul used to isolate me and to keep the world from responding to me positively was to imply that my friendships with male colleagues were inappropriate. I worked in financial investments, so many of my colleagues were male. Paul encouraged me to dress conservatively in dark, drab colors and in professional but not flattering clothes. He implied that, by wearing makeup, I was trying to attract other men. I started to feel bad when I even considered putting on mascara, and at some point, without making a deliberate decision, I stopped.

Intermittent Reinforcement

While helping me craft my own love-starved, negative environment, Paul did not completely withdraw his love. Were it clear that Paul did not love me anymore, never would, and perhaps never had, I am sure I would have sought a divorce. Instead, he expressed his love sparingly, and, as a result, inconsistently—a small act of kindness here when least expected, a nice dinner together there. Psychologists call this type of reward system “intermittent reinforcement.” It’s inconsistent and unpredictable, and it has a dark side. It is strongly linked to highly addictive behavior. It is our response to intermittent reinforcement that keeps us playing a game that is stacked against us, because the occasional win keeps hope alive.

Intermittent Reinforcement and Addiction

Decades ago, the famous psychologist B.F. Skinner observed that intermittent reinforcement of something of value (e.g., food for animals) creates highly addictive behavior. I knew about this from college psychology classes. What I didn’t know, however, was that it was being used on me and is a cornerstone of emotional abuse.

A slot machine is one of the most intuitive examples of how intermittent reinforcement works. These machines have varying financial payouts at unpredictable times. When a player wins at a slot machine, he or she feels good and gets money—two things the player values. The only way to achieve this success is to play the game again and again and again, enduring failure after failure along the way.

It’s hard for the player to stop, because a big, exciting reward might be just one lever pull away. Because there is no exact correlation between the gambler’s actions and the payout of the next pull of the handle, the slot machine could even be broken and unable to issue any positive payout, but the player would have no way of knowing this. Once the addictive behavior has been established, the player will likely persist at the game for a long time.

Early “Love Bombing” Sets the Stage for Later Addiction

Now, think of Paul as the slot machine and think of the payout not as money but as love—something fundamental to human existence and happiness, and something I value as a normal, healthy human being. I particularly valued Paul’s loving attention, because his maneuverings and my decisions had put me in a love-starved environment, isolated from family and friends. Just like the person pulling the slot machine lever and hoping for the next big payout, without even deciding consciously to do this, I continually tried to please Paul and connect personally with him, hoping to stumble onto something that would trigger him to act in a loving way toward me again.

I knew he was capable of showing me love and affection, because he’d directed those feelings toward me in the past (especially the initial love-bombing stage), and I saw him acting in a caring way toward other people (Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde behavior is typical of sociopaths after the love-bombing stage). Believing I would receive a positive response eventually, I persisted. The payoff I got, albeit infrequently and unpredictably, only served to keep me in the game, hoping for the next payoff—maybe it would be the next time, or the next, or the next ”¦

No Contact!

Once neural addictive pathways have been paved, we don’t get to just erase them once we understand they exist. Even in the absence of the sociopath trying to pull us back in (which would be a blessing if that were to occur), these addictive pathways are among the reasons leaving a sociopath can be so difficult, why it can be so challenging to put the relationship behind us once we leave, and why “no contact” is critical, once we do leave. It’s hard to pull away from a sociopath. It’s really hard.  And the fact that we are able to do so, even amidst pain and chaos is testament to our strength–strength we may not even know existed until we must tap it in order to survive.

Identifying names, places, events, characteristics, etc. that I discuss here and in my book have been altered to protect the identity of everyone involved.


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I was the puppet to a gaslighting professional. I went through every medical book and the Psychological standard to try to excuse 20 years of deliberate manipulation. The manipulation served a purpose. That is the sum of it. Discovering I was nothing but a tool and a cash cow. Was shattering. When I seperated from him he treated me as if I was dead. Not even a mention of me to my children. He doesn’t care if that affects them. As if I never existed. Disposable. His family are all the same and had provided him with the support he needed to cheat me. Including their home for numerous affairs. A very capable and believable liar as well. He had isolated me from my family. Only his family ever held any importance. I had lost all my friends by year 2 of marriage. A mutual situation had brough me into a group who supported each other through work injury. He hated them. Tried to accuse me of having an affair with a man 25 yrs younger than myself. He wanted them out of my life and he pull out no stops to do his dirty work. However one new friends worked for a victims for crime and picked him immediately. Making short a long complicated story. I discovered with the help of my support group he was overdosing me by using my perscition drugs. Things became messy but I was able to leave under police protection. I will never allow any man to isolate me from those I love ever again. If they are good enough for me my friends and family will be good enough for a partner. Isolation is the devils playground.
My X SP is now headed to court with a forensic accountant on his case. Oh, I have a good lawyer too. Set up by a wonderful lawyer friend.


I to know what it’s like when someone you loved deeply turns out to just get a sadistic pleasure in hurting you causing you pain and heart ache with my story I hadn’t had a boyfriend partner before I had such high ideals of love what it was like to love and be loved to meet someone and just know you would be with that one person forever unfortunately meeting this person has void me of feeling this way I wish I had experienced a relationship before to know how he was treating me didn’ he loved me and want scared to lose me but the opposite it started he seemed so lovely sweet caring caring about his family about me he told me he loved me wanted to marry me and me to have his baby early on he also said I would cheat on him as all women cheat after saying he was proud to be the only man I’d ever been with to telling me I’m having sex with people on his dreams he said I looked at men in a way because I wanted to have sex with them made me cry then would say he’s sorry he loves me he doesn’t know why he’s hurting me I might leave him I then discovered most of what he told me was all lies everything he kept me separate his sister was weirdly jealous of me jealous we were intimate she sent him messages calling me a whore a slut a white gold digger saying so many cruel things when to my face she pretended to be nice thing is I asked him does she have a problem with me without telling him I saw them he said no it’s all in my head I’m crazy after her then calling me a tart I told him I knew he lied he was sorry loved me more than ever he didn’t care what anyone thought a few weeks later I found out I was carrying his child and from then after months of telling me he wants us to be a family his family use him don’t care about him when I found out the first day he seemed happy the second I was talking to him about what we will have to get the baby and he told me I might as well get rid of it he had his sisters wedding to pay for and she comes first I was totally shocked I couldn’t believe it or understand it I was very poorly in pregnancy and in and out of hospital I was told to expect my baby not to make no stress but all I had was stress In tears all the way through it his sister said I should get an abortion it would be better for him as they both berated me around the table after that most of it he was gone he came back promising me he loved me wanted our baby I thank god every day I have a health beautiful though 7 week early baby who is 3 and so beautiful and amazing of course he wasn’t there he came back after months he was sorry his family pressured him he wishes he stuck by me he loves us we will be together all the while asking have I had sex with other men he wants to know I’m his not giving me any explanation of where he’d been or what he’d been doing he has gone in and out when I was strong and told him go away for months he tried and I had none of it then he barraged me he’s life is nothing without me he won’t hurt me agin be cruel again of course he was and he did doing as he pleases while I’m on my own with his child living miles away with his mother rather than taking care of us before I got pregnant it was I’ll take care of you and our baby give up ur work ur studies and I’ll take care of you to what have you done for me why should I,I don’t have the money he could before our baby came then it was all different telling me he doesn’t like going out anymore he’d rather stay with just me somewhere in a car or a hotel that didn’t cost to much money when I asked when are his promises going to be fufiled as he had all he wanted he would just say I moan when I started to ask him what is he doing as he disappeared a lot! He would say I’m crazy he hasn’t got the time for it when I said it’s all that he asked me he would have none of it always hiding he has hurt not only me but my child who says he doesn’t love her and it used to be he’s being nice to me now he’s being nice to mummy now he always caused arguments when he wanted to go awol then blame me and say we didnt see each other for a month because of you after he contacted me with his love his sorry though not as much effort in to them anymore I know he feels good hurting and coming back I wish I could erase him I feel he robbed me of the first person me believing the only person I would ever be with being good to me and treating me how I would want a man to treat my daughter of a my first journey in to mother good making it all about him a family life how it’s supposed to be not completely and utterly alone trying to be strong carrying all the burden of all the things he put me through that has happened to me not understanding it I never will I know he lives in his own world where he has done nothing wrong it’s someone else’s fault never taking responsibility guilt and remorse is not in a sociopaths vocabulary.


oh crickey storm- you are amazing, a great mum, a great daughter and no doubt a great and true friend. You have come through hell and remained focus on what matters-the above, your ability to mother and hold onto those values so close to your heart Bravo brave lady, bravo.
ignore the bullshit and focus on what you know as clearly you have a higher understanding of how to behave and what matters.

Thanks everyone for the support, every time I come on here and read every ones experiences I am constantly surprised that we are not or have not being seeing the same person in the flesh so to speak. when I think of the destruction of lives and trauma caused its awful and reassuring at the same time.

I know that sounds odd because clearly with all my heart I wish NONE of this happened to any one of us.
but while at work or on train and I am thinking- thinking about my situation, I also think of everyone here and know we will be okay.

Different from how we were, smarter, wiser, somewhat battered and bruised on several levels, but okay.

better than with them.

I went to the Doctor today and had a full STD check up with a brief explanation of why -I have no proof of any cheating but since he was so constantly saying I was cheating-logic told me to get a check up.

The doctor asked if I was going to confront my ex, I said nope, no contact.
she didn’t speak for a little while and said, Christ, that’s the only way with some people isn’t it??. I have so many women come in here with horrible stories and have to do these test, and then next thing they are back with the guys.

I told her about this site and said, it seems no contact is the only way, otherwise our better natures combined with that awful tiredness and constant pressure they can apply-we could end up back with them, so no contact seems the only way to me.

so instead of feeling like, welllll scum, like I did when I first walked in, I walked out feeling that I did a very mature and smart thing.

I think he cheated as no way could he of survived without that kind of drama and attention- as my mind tells my heart and soul-“Facts people, we must face facts and deal with them, wide eyed and straight forward”.
then kinda fall over crying in a small heap or kick the rubbish bin.

all my best thoughts hopes and wishes to you all..



Intermitent reinforcement is very subtle.


Wonderful article.


Wow…….. Is all I can say!
If I didn’t know any better I would wonder if you had camera’s in my home. You have just described my relationship to a tee. And that has really opened my eyes to what I am going through…… Thank you for your story. You are a very brave & courageous person and I am grateful for the knowledge that you have given me and that IF I dont leave this toxic relationship it will only get worse, never any better. Thank you again, and God Bless you and your loved ones.


Wonderful article. I got alot from it.

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