By Sarah Strudwick
Sarah Strudwick, based in the UK, is author of Dark Souls—Healing and recovering from toxic relationships.
First of all I want to thank everyone who commented on the posts that I’ve written over the last couple of years. Recently I did a post on How to speed date a sociopath. Whilst I make every effort to move on with my life after the psychopath, occasionally something will come up that causes me to think “Why do they do that?”
So the topic of this post is whether or not any of you have experienced the following:
In my book Dark Souls, I wrote about an occasion where my ex moved my cash card. A week later I found it hidden behind a bottle of sauce on the top of a very tall cupboard in the kitchen. At the time it went missing, I asked my ex if he may have picked it up by mistake, because he used the same. He commented that I was forgetful, and asked me whether I’d left it in the freezer.
This was a very strange comment. Later, I found a book written by a psychopath about how to manipulate people, putting the victim off guard so they question their own sanity. One of the suggestion was to ask victims if they left something that went missing in a freezer!
Being a complete idiot at the time, I looked in there, just to check I wasn’t losing the plot or going mad.
More items not returned
I also lent my ex some books and a heart-shaped crystal. At the time he was leaving his wife. He promised to keep it safe. When I asked for it to be returned, I got the excuse that he had let his children play with it, and one of his small children managed to drop it out of a two-story building and broke it. The story was preposterous—why would he let his kids play with something he didn’t want his wife to see?
I was also in a relationship with a man call Dan. I was doing acupuncture, and he as asked me if he could borrow my acupuncture books and also a book on Taoism. He also borrowed a cassette of a local radio interview I’d done when I was 19 about backpacking in India. When the relationship ended, I asked Dan to send me back the books and the interview cassette. He still has them to this day, and refused to give a reason for keeping them. Looking back, I think it was his way of keeping a little trophy of me.
Happening again
I was prompted to write this is because straight after I ended the speed date, I noticed something strange. Every day I wear a necklace, which I made myself out of resin and crystals. You could call it my “security blanket,” because I always feel happy when I am wearing it. When I bathe or shower I take it off and leave it in the bathroom as the string is made of leather. Lurch commented on the jewelry I make as he saw the resin and paraphernalia on the worktops in my kitchen.
A day or so after getting my head of the washing machine with all the mind games he played, I suddenly realised I wasn’t wearing the necklace. I searched the flat everywhere but couldn’t find it. I soon realised that a photograph of me was missing as well. It was an old photograph of me when I was about 16, dressed in fancy dress and looking reasonably young, fit and attractive. My son had seen it a few days before and commented on how young I looked. The photograph had been next to the computer, but was gone.
I like to think of myself as a rational person and don’t jump to conclusions before pointing the finger. In fact, I searched multiple times only to find nothing. Whilst I cannot prove that anyone took it, these were not items of value like money. But they had a lot of sentimental value, much like the cassette and the specialist acupuncture books, which, incidentally are irreplaceable.
Trophies
I’ve read before that the psychopath likes to closet their victims, and I’ve heard stories about serial killers keeping “bits” of them as trophies. Whilst we expect the sociopath to steal our hearts, money and valuable possessions, the difference is that all these items are irreplaceable. Which begs the question that they will intentionally go out of their way to take such things, because they know how upset we will be.
I am still searching for these items, just in case I haven’t lost my marbles. Whilst it’s easy to let them go because they have no real value, the whole experience points to the potentially sick and twisted nature of their personalities and has “creeped” me out. Even with such a good understanding of psychopaths/ sociopaths, it’s still beyond all my capacity to understand what motivates someone to do something like this.
It’s for this reason that I shared this experience. I wonder if anyone else had experience the same kind of “creepy” behaviour.
Somebody’sdream, LOL, ROTFLMAO, yea, “8 years of servitude” “5 years of elder care for his mother” LOL ROTFLMAO Just hold your breath until you collect. SNARK SNORT CHOKE!
Hi everyone. I’ve been reading here for a while and had to post on this article.
The person I dated probably has several trophys that I don’t know about, but he attempted to force me to give him even more.
He actually filed a lawsuit against me in small claims to try to force me to give him photos and videos of me and my children that belonged to me. This lawsuit actually went to court! He brought in a camera that he said the photos were taken on. Problem is, he knows nothing about technology and the camera was a different brand than mine. The photo footprints proved he was lying and he was charged with perjury. He also lost the lawsuit.
So he then filed another lawsuit against me trying to take $50,000 from me. At one point my attorney spoke with his attorney attempting to resolve things. The ex said that he was willing to negotiate, but only if I gave him the photos and videos he sued me for and lost the first time! Needless to say I refuse to ever give him any photos or videos of me and my kids, so the second lawsuit went to cour. He lost again, was charged with perjury and fraud and I was awarded $15,000 plus interest in restitution for my attorney’s fees.
While we were dating he took my house keys and hid them. When I asked him if he saw them he said no. I found them weeks later in his pickup truck.
He also had his attorney write me a letter after we broke up trying to force me to give him a phone number. Yes, I said phone NUMBER, not phone. While we dated I put his cell phone on my plan to save him money. After we quit dating he failed to take over responsibility for the phone so I shut it off. He told his attorney I had his phone number, which is why they sent me the letter. Someone else had the number by then. I wrote his attorney an equally snarky letter back telling him how childish they were being He must have nagged and nagged the people who had the number because pretty soon I was receiving phone calls from that number again and it was him!
When my house was being built, after we quit dating, I had to hang a key in the garage for the work crews. I was afraid he would find it and make a copy. One night, a couple months after we moved into our new home, I went out to the garage to get something out of my car. Everyone was in bed but me. The next morning I was the first one up and went out to the garage again for something. The curtain and magnetic rod that were on the door had fallen onto the floor by the wall, as if someone flung the door open hard. The door was locked when I went to bed and there was no forced entry. I immediately called a locksmith and had the locks changed.
Another creepy incident was when I was approached by someone in my community who told me the ex was trying to find a vehicle just like mine to purchase. He wanted an auto dealer to find him the identical vehicle as mine right down to the color. Now that was creepy!
My ex used to “help” me by moving things. With a two year old I used to sometimes want to leave things in the car which I would need the next day or which I had not had time to deliver that day. Without asking he would bring things into the house and leave them where ever. His rule was clear out his car each day. In addition he would “leave things where he was sure I would find them”. Like I could second guess that??? I sometimes searched for things for hours. Once he left an letter inserted on top of a pile of letters I was going to letter box drop. He was sure I would see it and post it for him. Of course I did not even notice and it went in someone else’s letter box unstamped. They are in their own little world.
First of all I have to say to ‘I SURVIVED THE BASTARD’ LOL LMAO, YOUR SCREEN NAME IS HILARIOUS. I LOVE IT. I think we try too hard to understand why they are doing these weird things. The red flags that should stand out is that 1-they are lying and will do it again; 2-they make no logical sense therefore, they will do other unstable things; and 3-They have no sensitivity for YOUR feelings, rather they have an arrogant sense of entitlement. If they are so far out in la-la land and mentally unstable, then you don’t want to be involved when the rug is pulled out from you. As women we want to fix or help them but no one can do that for them. The best thing to do for them is put them on your shit list without guilt. Manipulative people rely on making you guilty. To give an unstable person power in your life is asking for trouble, because they are showing you firsthand that they cannot be trusted.
My sp..he took stupid little things and big things..found out he took my things and showed them off to his live in girlfriend he kept from me. Little things like a knife out of my set..because he new it would bug me if I couldn’t find it. He took things like toys I was giving to Goodwill and kept them..he is clearly a covetous sociopath. He wants my heart but won’t give that to him. He also had OCD about time and the clocks being correct.
There is so much helpful insight from so many of you. My experience was not related to a personal relationship and there was not one but several sociopaths involved with regard to my own experience. Everything you are they hate and envy and attempt in their own sickest and most perverse and evil of ways to possess. What they lack inside they can never obtain outside. I don’t think they ever passed the stage of infantile narcissism and I know they are completely unsalvageable. Yes, creepy trophies, anything will do, as long as it’s you, something you value, and they can use it to inflict misery and suffering upon you, and if it’s another living breathing being there is an extra food source for them by causing even more suffering for these insatiable walking corpses. The insight someone here remarked on about reactions being a major meal ticket for them, oh how spot on that is!
I have no qualms hating and being repulsed by sociopaths or psychopaths, for me they are unforgivable. Nothing that only exists to destroy and to cause misery and suffering of the living deserves to be alive. Let them be fed to the lions. That is the law of similars and what they deserve: their own hatred and destruction and evil reflected back at and delivered to them. They need to be rounded up and fed as zoo meat, that is all they are good for.
I read a story somewhere about an indigenous tribe which, when they came upon a psychopath within their tribe, would plan a hunting or gathering trip and then “accidentally” push the psychopath off of a cliff. 🙂 It’s a shame that we are too civilized LOL.
At first I was in a state of complete shock and disbelief after my light bulb came on the first round I had to live through. I have realized after quite some time has passed that much of the emotions I’ve experienced through a healing process are the same emotions experienced through the grieving process of the dying. You go into shock or denial, try to understand, ask why me, rage, blame, bargain, mourn, scream, are terrified, withdraw, etc., and then somehow a light appears and you reach acceptance. It is as though parts of me were stolen or murdered, and I was relentlessly stabbed with ice picks all along the way, but by traveling through the grief process I have been able to help heal myself. But I have so many scars. I know those scars serve a purpose.
They almost got me. I feel sometimes as though I’ve died a thousand times because of the emotional pain and the enormous losses, and I feel old and tired. I feel as though I’ve been through a war. But I have a bulletproof heart. They can’t take what is inside me because it goes far beyond me and I am only a grain of sand within that beautiful power. I can never be anyone’s trophy. Those they harmed to harm me? My war with the psychopaths is not over. They picked the wrong target.
Love to all of you.
Ancient heart, you are totally right, the GRIEF PROCESS is exactly what we experience as a result of the LOSS of something important, anything important to us, the bigger the loss, the bigger the grief.
Understanding the denial, sadness, bargaining, anger and ultimately acceptance of that loss helps us to resolve it and to stay in the acceptance mode. The healing.
I’m glad you are stronger, wounded, healed and scarred, but alive and thriving. God bless.
ancient heart,
welcome to the war against spathiness.
It’s going to be a long one, take your vitamins, be prepared for anything.
St. Michael will be leading us.
Hi Ox Drover,
I’m not healed, and I’m not thriving but I know it’s ok. It’s nice to meet you.
Hi skylar, thank you for the welcome.
Ancient heart, healing is a JOURNEY not a destination, so we all are on the road to healing, and sometimes even those of us who have been on the road a long time, take a backswitch once in a while.
We just have to pull ourselves back out of the abyss and get back on the road and keep on keeping on.
Welcome.