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.
Kim, it’s great ha x My entry would read : Wake Up, realise I have three eggs. In anti depressant brain fog, attempt to decide if I want one or two eggs, boiled, scrambled or omelette. This takes 15 – 20 minutes of staring slack jawed into space. Meanwhile phone keeps flashing number of abuser . Contemplate throwing eggs at phone. etc.
Tea Light, 🙂 Funny. But, I’m sorry for your brain fog and spath harassment. 🙁
My entry would read, I went to work and a nasty customer ordered three eggs, over easy.
I deliver 3 over easy eggs. Customer complains they aren’t done. I ask the cook to re do 3 more eggs and cook them over medium. I deliver 3 over medium eggs. Customer complains that the eggs aren’t done, I tip the 3 over medium eggs in the customers lap. 🙂
LOL, Kim… Was saddened to read some of those comments below though: been there, done that, got the t-shirt, threw away the t-shirt.
So, what would my egg entry be? Wake up, realise I have three eggs. Make two sunny side up, be completely satisfied with them. Not bothered by anything. Put it on my note for grocery shopping when it’s grocery shopping day to get a new carton. No rush. Don’t eat eggs every day. Or if it’s in the weekend I might invite a friend to share brunch with me, as I’d scramble all three of them, cook some rice and toss a salad in it (Mexican ranch style).
Kim, ”tip over customer’s lap” ha ha . darwinsmom, ”Not bothered by anything”…”no rush” …nice. I want to be on planet darwinsmom.
The longer you are NC, the more you return to your more laid back and relaxed self 🙂
Kim, guess what I cooked for dinner: 2 eggs sunny side up, with rice with lots of leftover veggies in it … mexican ranch style
Louise, yoo hoo! x
Tea Light:
Hi! Sorry, I thought I had replied to someone’s post here and revived it earlier! I guess not! x 🙂
I’m not good with change. Creepy Trophies is my lifeline! 🙂 I’m enjoying an orange and cranberry cookie. Or three.
Kim! That link was HILARIOUS!!! The marital steps that are missing are, “MY eggs” where he pouts and complains that he has to eat frozen waffles, and the “Shove Your Eggs” step where the marriage is over and eggs no longer mattter! LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!