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.
MoonDancer;
Sorry to hear of your loss. I too, do not know of her history but yes, she is at peace. Now, you must concentrate on being the same.
Louise;
The UK does not get nearly as cold as the northern parts of the USA and Canada. However, it is more north than most livable areas save for Alaska and is also very cloudy.
Sorry you’ve lost your Mom, Moon. I can’t imagine how mixed your emotions must be. I’m sending you comforting wishes.
Tea Light:
Mine abuses his power all the time…it’s just who he is, but he acts all sweet and quiet while at the same time tearing people down. I don’t know how he does it. I do know that because he is an Englishman in America, I have heard people say, “Oh, that’s just the way he is.” UGGHH.
I get it about how the women did not want to report him or to complain…people are afraid for their jobs; that is how it is where I worked. The place I work is a very high paying workplace with really good benefits and people are trapped with the “golden handcuffs” so it is called. They are not going to do anything to jeopardize their income even if it means pushing away evil and looking the other way.
Wow, what he was trying to do with the spa treatments at the hotels on the research budget is so wrong and he thinks it’s funny. Sickening. You know, this reminds me that spath’s Assistant told me that he had put a three hour meeting on her calendar at the poshest hotel in the city. It was “supposed” to be for lunch, but uh, three hours? And at a hotel?? You know what his motive was. She declined the meeting. This was back in 2009 when he was at the peak of all his shenanigans. She only told me this after she knew I was leaving the company. She did not know that I had a relationship with him; I think she suspected, but she did not know. He never knew she told me this story; of course I never told him so it was funny when in future conversations, he would bring up her name and said that she was a “mouse.” What??? He ALWAYS has something to say about everyone. This one’s a mouse, this one’s fat, this one’s stupid, this one’s a tramp…on and on. I can only IMAGINE what he has said about me…oy!!!
So that professor that you have to contend with is also married…so is spath of course. They all seem to be. They are bored being married so they get their kicks on the side, but they don’t want to give up the comforting and safe environment of their marriage and home. Can’t blame them for that, but then shape up!!!!!!!! You can’t have your cake and eat it, too. It’s so disgusting. I am so very glad your coworker did not go with those two to the hotel. Good for her…she really is dodging a bullet. You are right…what can we do except report? We have done our part. I think if enough people report, eventually maybe something has to be done or the company or school can be very liable…they need to be careful about not doing anything when they are told.
Do you mean what does OW mean or “who” is OW? Other Woman. She worked in my office just feet away from my cube and she had an affair with spath before I did. She is married also like him (I am single) and their rendezvous lasted much longer than him and I did. It was almost a year as where my active time with him was only about 3-4 months. I think that’s ONLY because SHE kept it going. She became obsessed with him and wouldn’t leave him alone. I think he thought that as long as she was willing, he was going to take advantage of it. Then he started pursuing me and she was not happy about that. This is why I felt I had to give up my job and everything. It was all too close for comfort; I worked so closely with her and had already been in the same department with her for close to five years. We were close as far as coworkers…would exchange birthday and Christmas presents, but we never did anything outside of work. She hurt me very badly as I trusted her and she was blatantly lying to me. She was telling me she was no longer seeing him when in fact she was. All so silly fighting over a married man. Geez. That is why I removed myself from the situation. Of course, he and she are still there…working together and who knows what happened after I left. He told me he would never speak to her again after he found out what she had done, but I know he has; I am not that stupid. I was stupid, but not that stupid. Neither one of them can leave their jobs so they are still toiling away while I am free…I love it.
Thanks for listening to me…it helps to talk about it again. x
BBE:
I know…it is a much more temperate climate. That is why I knew they didn’t get snow like we do. But rainy and cloudy for sure…gloomy. Spath even said to me once that he thought people in the US seemed to be happier and he thought it did have to do with the weather in the UK.
Thank you all for your well wishes.
I have a really bad head cold, congestion, sore throat. Going to the doctor early in the morning, funeral is tomorrow afternoon. Graveside service. I am going out of respect for the rest of the family. I am ok. I did breakdown and cry when I got the news. She is at peace and can do no more harm. She did have a tormented life, mental illness ( no excuse for some of her behavior ) so I am going to focus on the good memories. I can shut some door’s now, that is not closure but i only wish her the best possible rest.
Thanks again my LF peeps….
MD:
Awwww, good to hear from you. Sorry to hear you are sick though. It sounds like you are doing OK. You are right…she can no longer hurt anyone. It does sound like she was tormented and so now, she can rest. We are here for you.
Moon Dancer, take care, I hope your cold goes very soon, be sure to get plenty of rest and try and eat 3 meals a day even if they are small ones, grief takes a big toll x
Louise, I had a few experiences with professorpath that made me feel there he was not just your average sleazebag. At one time his then assistant was diagnosed with breast cancer. Until that point he would ogle her too. Her treatment and period of initial remition and then more treatment lasted a long time (she’s fine now). She’d be desperately sick, then return for a while, then leave for more therapy and operations. During this time professorpath threw a number of showy get togethers for her, making sure EVERYONE knew he’d bought her an ipod, huge bouquets etc. Three things. He got my Australian friend to buy a lot of pastries and cakes for one of these events. She told me in disgust that she saw him fingering the food, making his selection before the event started and not caring that others would be eating the food he’d been handling! Second, when my friend was critically ill at one point, her oncologist was issuing cautious BUT optimistic prognosis. They were throwing everything they had at it. The path came into the photocopying room when I was there alone. He asked for an update on her, then he said,
coldly, ‘it’s obvious she won’t survive. You better just accept that’ I felt stunned at his callous indifference it really upset me, visibly. He just looked at me expressionless and walked out. Third, he pulled me to one side to discuss signing a card for her at one point, that was the pretext, for getting me alone, then as we discussed her mastectomy he stared at my breasts and gave me the sadistic “what are you going to do to stop me? I’m just looking’ gaze.
Right back atcha Loulou, thanks for listening.
I feel, in a way, for the hoodwinked OW? Despite her betrayal of your friendship and her husband? x
Moon,
my condolences. Take care of YOU and if you don’t feel up to it, don’t push yourself. You don’t want to turn that cold into pneumonia.
Don’t forget the chicken soup.