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.
fixerupper,
I too kept a diary of when I split with the ex. Yes, very therapeutic and there’s nothing like it when you feel the pull of cog/diss.
You seem to be working through a lot of trauma and realisations that, although painful, are all part of the process of healing, Try not to dwell on why she did what she did. You can sometimes end up “twisting youself into a pretzel”…..I love that analogy that someone used here.
It’s extremely difficult to get inside the head of the spath …and would you want to. I do understand….. I spent a lot of time asking why. Why me? What was wrong with me and why can’t I get through to him. Again I believe it’s part of healing yourself. You will find peace I’m sure of that.
Incidentally, after the split I did see my ex on and off. Things were always great after some time apart but eventually we would argue, I would tell him to get fu***d and the whole sad process would start again. In reality, it never worked and it will never work. I don’t ask why anymore. I have accepted he is disordered and that I was lied to. He was the lie from hello to goodbye……I don’t know who said that but it sums up my exp.
Sending you strength fixer! It’s a tough journey but keep going. You know he once said to me “You’re so much stronger now SW, you’re never going to come back to me”
No I’m not. Yihah!!!!
Thanks, Tea Light, Truthspeak and strongawoman.
Going through a rough patch as I look at things a bit more objectively, the ‘crazy making’ and deceit is so clear.
How, how could someone tell such ‘whoppers’ and live with themselves?
How could I have been so wrong about the thing most important to me?
Louise;
I learned a lot about the “legal” system. Civil law seems to better protect the perpetrators than victims. This is especially true of business and employment law. In addition, lawyers occupy a gray state between the two. They don’t care who wins or loses, so long as they get their cut. Almost like a bookie…
However, the most important thing I learned is the business of law. Lawyers first and foremost make business decisions and those decisions don’t always represent the best interests of their clients, even though legal they are required to do so.
While I was represented by a very “respected” law firm recommend to me by a friend who is a lawyer, they did not manage my case very well. In fact, I did most of the work including writing 80% of all communications. They merely slapped on headers and footers to what I wrote and threw in some “legalese.”
Unfortunately, they also made several tactical mistakes that cost me (and them) a bunch of money and never showed any sense of urgency or any desire to really tighten the screws on my former employer.
For example, I had voice recordings, obtained legally, that were very, very damaging to my former employer. From day one, I wanted my lawyers to present my former employer a snippet of one recording. Such evidence is grand slam, as it is in the moment and cannot be easily refuted downstream, even when the recorded party is pressured to change their story. Recordings also say I was well-prepared and mean business.
Most important, in the Internet Era, recordings when placed on YouTube can cost major companies millions.
For two years, my legal team resisted presenting any recorded evidence to my former employer until my case was being pressed by statute of limitations. Literally with two weeks left to file a suit, my lawyers finally sent a portion of one recording to my former employer. The following day, they agreed to arbitration.
While this was going on, I had open-heart surgery. You can imagine the stress my lawyers caused my by dragging on the case. In the end, I had to settle for about 2/3s of my bare minimum and 1/3 of what I thought to be just and fare. And maybe 1/10 of what I would have gotten in court.
I am not an introvert. I am just very guarded regarding those I am close with. In addition, I am fair and honest, no BS, no Narcissism. Thus, I do not associate with Narcissists, drama queens, BS artists, liars and manipulators. Therefore, on Wall Street, I was definitely a Gold Fish in river of Piranhas…
Since I am not manipulative and self-serving, I could not play the game. Even “networking” seems alien and dishonest to me, yet it is essential to success in the modern corporate environment.
Not that it matters much anymore. Since I have a protracted employment gap due to illness, I am unemployed despite having worked my entire life for prestigious Fortune-100 companies and posses 2 Master’s Degrees.
Thus, with my back against the wall, now that I am finally recovered from my romantic, work and legal sociopaths and the severe PTSD they caused me, my only option is self-employment.
For two years, I have been toying with the idea of becoming an employment discrimination advocate, partially modeled on LoveFraud. I have informally and pro bono helped about 1/2 dozen people who were terminated for dubious reasons. I enjoyed helping them and took great satisfaction when one went to the next step and engaged a lawyer…
I am not looking to make a huge amount of money — it is far more important to me to help others get justice and, to be honest, fight corporate sociopaths in whatever way I can…
Truthy, you’re right, there are no blanket answers. It seemed to me mine lives in existential dread for all his theatrics to impress me he believes in God eg giving money to a church to help fix the roof which enabled him to ask the nuns to pray – for me, he claimed, so I would always have God’s protection blah blah (it’s him I need protecting from I hope the sisters are praying for me that I keep up NC! Oh duh silly me he never actually gave the money he was lying *slaps own forehead*)
Louise my light is coming from the US of A so not here yet! OW is a narcissist no? Can I ask, did the man reunite with his wife? Do you know? I’m day 3 of nc and have changed my sim card. I feel exhausted and have slept most of the weekend and eaten pizza and cakes as my weight plummeted I look so thin and weak. I’m obsessing again about the beast’s creepy mother (she ‘loves’ me he told me last week. She sure as hell doesnt love wife 1 or 2. They made her darling unhappy. As would I of course in time). Detail: when he eats lunch at mama’s, he often takes a nap afterwards..on the bed of her now dead husband, they had twin beds when he became disabled. There is a guest room in her apartment? Also he rang me all the time from dead stepfather’s bed after his nap. One time he was cold and put on his mother’s robe and told me he was wearing it. I laughed uncomfortably. After the call he emailed me a photo of himself in the mirror wearing the robe. WHY Lou? WHY?! x
BBE, kudos on your seeking redress and on your future work plans as a victims’ advocate, a life well lived. x
Tea Light;
Thanks. It also helps me make sense of my interactions with sociopaths. One good thing is that the whole mess caused me to totally flip my life. For example, I learned that possessions and pursuing them you to become possessed. By the system. By work. And by money.
What is important in life? 1) Health, including mental health. 2) Family and friends. 3) Enjoying life.
You can have my floor-thru Manhattan apartment. The job stress to maintain that “lifestyle” nearly killed me. My entire studio apartment is the size of my former living room and I am not the least bit less happy living the the studio. In fact, I am more happy. I am not stressed by sociopaths.
By living my life to my values, I am happy. I am not going to work myself to death to buy a luxury car, expensive clothing, or any other trapping of wealth. By living small, I am also not in conflict with my values as an environmentalist.
But I am not just going to work as a workplace discrimination advocate. As an open-heart surgery survivor, I have work to do there too, leveraging my Biomedical Engineering degree. I will round things out with work in two other areas I really enjoy – photography and bicycling.
I won’t be rich, but I won’t be poor and each day I will be doing work I enjoy and that is satisfying to me. And I will not be making others rich.
Equally important, I am sickened by he extreme right-wing rhetoric expressed by some in this country, particularly such that is anti-gay, anti-women and openly discriminatory. That all my work will be in areas anathema to their values, makes me even happier.
“I am the world’s most dangerous predator. Everything about me invites you in. My face, my voice””
Interesting line from a vampire the movie Twilight.
Louise,
Somehow I had missed your comment to me earlier. You said, “I hope you’re not annoyed with me.”
Of course not. Never. You’re a bright light in a dark world filled with spaths. I’m ever so grateful for you and for all the other good people that I’ve “met” because of LF.
I completely understand how the encounter with spath and spath-OW has affected you. It drains our life spark.
For myself, the thing that is most debilitating for me is losing my faith in who I thought my parents were. That has been a stunning blow to me. Particularly “losing” my mother. I feel like I’ll never recover.
Skylar, I’m sorry to hear you lost your relationship with your mother. I’ve not spoken to mine for 19 years, and I don’t miss her, but I don’t write that with pride.
BBE, I have one or two eligible gentlemen friends who would love a date with you. You’re a keeper! Twilight. My students hate it, they see it as clearly disempowering, and reactionary. I liked the wolfboy myself.