Lovefraud received the following letter from a woman who was married to a sociopath for 16 years.
I was a stay-at-home mom until my son entered kindergarten, then I got a job. This was the end of any peace I would have for 10 years. The worst possible thing happened to my husband—the woman he could make fun of for being stupid or having no goals (whatever he would say to hurt my self-esteem) became a huge success. In fact, I made three times as much as Mr. Wonderful. The abuse escalated. He was so obsessed with destroying me that even on a business trip where I was getting an award for being the top sales rep in my company, he was pulling my boss aside and insinuating I was committing fraud and that was why I was #1.
For the last year of my marriage, he had convinced me to hand over all extra money so he could invest for “our” future. I did it thinking it was his ego that was hurt from my success. I didn’t know what he was then.
He spent a year hiding every dime, transferring every debt into my name, making up horrible stories about me to my friends and family. He would go talk to them in tears and say I was stealing all of our money and cheating on him. He would say how much he loved me and ask for advice, then have them swear not to say anything to me because he wanted our marriage to work. He even went so far to pull cousins, aunts and uncles aside during my grandmother’s funeral to say these things.
At the end of the year, while I was packing for a very large business meeting that was to announce a promotion for me, he told me he had cancer.
I believed him. Who besides a sociopath would say such a lie to their wife? That whole evening was spent crying and upset that my husband had cancer. Then I asked him a simple question, “Who is your doctor?” He couldn’t answer. Who would forget their cancer doctor? Then I realized, if he had been going to the doctor for such a serious illness, where were all the insurance bills? I have been to the doctor for a cold and gotten a bill from a lab, the doctor, then a follow-up from the insurance company to pay more, etc. I kicked him out.
I went to my business meeting and the onslaught of horrible screaming calls to the receptionist began from him. An entire week of this, while I was supposed to be there receiving a promotion. I left without the promotion and was basically fired”¦ “maybe you need to take some time to attend to personal problems.”
When I came home, I filed for divorce, cried for weeks and then looked around to find our money to pay bills. It was hidden; not a trace of paperwork was left. Every bill was in my name only. My friends, my family, my neighbors, even customers, no longer spoke to me. I deserved this, in their eyes.
Three years later, I still have nobody who fully believes me. I have one friend. My parents and I speak, but I don’t trust them not talk to my husband. If he has any information on me, he does whatever he can to destroy me. He abandoned our son, moved to another state to live with the next victim. My own sister sends him cards and letters and won’t speak to me.
The smear campaign
This woman was subjected to a smear campaign from her husband, the sociopath.
Abusers often use this tactic to cover up their own behavior and convince others that they are the ones being victimized. In fact, abusers frequently start the campaign as a pre-emptive strike, long before the relationship with the true victim collapses.
That’s what happened to the woman who wrote the letter. As the sociopath was getting ready to move on—he probably had his next victim already lined up—he laid the groundwork to destroy his wife. With his tears and skill as a liar, he convinced the woman’s friends and family of his story. They became unwitting co-conspirators.
What can you do?
Fighting the smear campaign is difficult. Most honest people can’t imagine that someone would be lying when making the outrageous charges that the sociopath claims, so they believe the lies. When the true victim finds out what has been said, everyone has already turned against her.
MSN Psychopath, a forum for victims, has a page about the smear campaign with suggestions on how to handle it. For example:
If anyone tries to talk to you about him, hold up your hand (like a stop sign) and say something like, “I don’t want to hear anything about him. He’s lying.” Say no more. If it continues, say, “My lawyer recommends I warn people they will have to testify where they heard that, should this turn into a libel or slander lawsuit.” Watch them scatter quickly when hearing this. This can cause people to stop cold and have another look at what they’ve been told.
Some more ideas: Say nothing but burst out with raucous laughter, slap your knee and laugh like crazy. “You should have heard what he said about his ex-girlfriend (ex-wife, you, his sister).” You get the idea.
Your own pre-emptive action
Once your relationship falls apart and you realize you’re dealing with a sociopath, or once you start to hear the lies, you may want to take your own pre-emptive action. Warn your family, friends, co-workers and the Human Resources Department at your job that the sociopath may start saying terrible things about you. This may work if their perceptions haven’t already been poisoned by the sociopath.
It may help to be able to explain why a person would say such terrible things. The reason, of course, is that the person is a sociopath. But as we all know, very few people understand what that means. To help others comprehend what you are dealing with, send them a link to Lovefraud.
Alicia – Your story and circumstance are heart wrenching. So similar to so many other’s here. You have found the miracle your looking for, yourself. In the beginning of our life lesson it is so much about them. Once we see they are flawed and toxic to our very survival, and we see the only escape is to flee and never look back , we have begun that miracle journey to heal ourselves. There is nobody out there that can wave a magic wand and make all your problems go away. If there was I would find them and send them to you. Find that job, save those penny’s and find a way to freedom. Freedom only comes when we love ourselves first. Study the past and prepare for the future. peace ….
alicia, we’ve all done crazy things, that’s for sure, you’re not alone in that, sweetie!!!
My cousin has MS, and he has contacted the MS Society several times to ask for help, I know once they came over to clean his house and walk his dogs, once they paid for an MRI, so maybe they can help you move? Or maybe they can give you a ride to look at another apartment. I don’t know, I’m just trying to come up with some ideas to help you. Also, maybe there is some help out there for people who have Lupus. Perhaps you could do a search on the internet.
I’m glad you know in your heart that you don’t want him back, that’s a big step, a tough one to take, but we’ll be here with you, we all try to help each other. God bless YOU!!!
Alicia,
Your story is all too familiar and very sad to hear. You need to get out of there NOW, but you already know that. I have been through much of what you’ve been through and I understand the conflicting feelings. You KNOW in your heart that he isn’t the real thing, and that’s a harsh reality that I had to look at as well.
NO CONTACT, NO CONTACT, NO CONTACT. I can’t tell you how important this is for healing. I’m glad you know he isn’t for you and that you have to get away. I’ve been in those circumstances and I’m thinking shabbychic might have some very good suggestions for you. Once you do get farther away from him, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised at how good you feel! It takes a lot of hard work, but it’s worth it! The important thing to remember is that you don’t have to do it all in a day. It’s a process.
In my case, my ex did the smear campaign all the way; neighbors, friends and family as well. Member of MY family were getting him out of jail! The result of that campaign is largely reversed. I found out I have good neighbors and friends. My family is still healing (that’s a whole ‘nother story.) but I have people back in my life again. I, too, became the hermit and I didn’t talk to anyone around me. I understand.
Stay true to your heart and what you know to be THE TRUTH. We are all here for you. LF is a wonderful place full of awesome people. Love yourself and know that you deserve that love. It flies in the face of all the mean things he’s said and done, I know, but love the real you. YOU deserve it. I’ve read all the comments on here to you and I agree with all of them. Go get your freedom!
Hugs,
Cat
Alicia,
You don’t deserve to be treated the way you have been (this man literally sound like a monster to me). I will be praying that things turn around for you ASAP, that you can find a place to live (away from him), a place where you can heal, living in peace.
Alicia:
Run as fast as you can….there can be no going back to such a monster….I agree with bluejay, find peace, anywhere you can but where you are at now.
Day 14 for me….NC so far…hopefully it will continue forever…learning to just breathe again.
Kitten
Kitten – good for you! breath deep!
the smear campaign – it was the threat of it that cowed me; stopped me from revealing that ‘he’ didn’t die, and now that ‘he’ has come back from the dead (and i am SURE ‘he’ is saying her had to fake his death ’cause someone, possibly me, was after ‘his’ money) and is still conning peeps with this bs story, it is the thing that keeps me from saying that there is one wizard, and not 27 characters out there in the world.
i fear humiliation. it is my worst fear in life (if we remove physical torture and physical rape from the table). humiliation. someone i knew years ago humiliated me (and there was NO audience) and i hit her. then there was that time in grade 5 – same crap – i respond pretty aggressively to humiliation; which means that it is my Achilles heel, and that the ppath has her talons in my heel/ heal.
the fact that i would not reveal her as myself lessens the possibility that she would come after me. so it means that perhaps a lot of my energy wrapped up in this is FEAR (the false evidence appearing real type).
so, my issue is my fear of humiliation, and my fear of having to deal with her smearing me in relation to new work situations. i just went through this long process for a job (which i didn’t get, but got darn close – one of 4 out of over 100). the job was with a church. i felt that i would be safe there – that she wouldn’t be able to really mess with me there. i mourn that loss. but it makes me more aware of what i AM looking for in terms of environments and safety in my life.
looking for info online about ‘smear campaigns’ and ‘persecution’ by ppaths and found this: http://www.rexxfield.com/define-sociopath-what-is-a-psychopath.php
don’t know if he is in the resource guide or not.
Dear One_step,.,NAMING YOUR FEAR is the very first step to controlling it.
Humiliation??? What does that word MEAN TO YOU SPECIFICALLY?
How does it make you feel? (don’t say “humiliated,” dumby!) LOL Physically? spiritually?
What happens when you get these feelings of humiliation?
Then think about how you can WEAVE a magic cape to put around your shoulders, and INVISIBLE MAGIC CAPE with pieces of Fat and Hairy’s invisilble hair and some of the invisible feathers from my feather hat, and woven together with spider webs from my garden, and this cloak will protect you from HUMILIATION. No humiliation can ever get through this magic cape to get to you—-now you need never worry about being humijliated because you have a MAGIC CAPE sewn by Oxy that will make any attempt to humiliate you slide off like water off a duck’s back.
I used to think that I had to have some one else validate my feelings before they were real, sort of llike co-signing a car loan I guess, but now I can VALIDATE myself. So you can protect yourself with my pretty invisible cape (only you and I can see it) It will fly to your house and be there by morning! Wear it well, my friend! ((((hugs)))))
oxy – this is a useful and lovely post; thank you. i will work on defining humiliation for myself this weekend.
gonna get me some of that french donkey hair too, to weave into the cape…and all sorts of things from my garden.
(the donkey foals – omg, i don’t know that i have seen anything cuter!)