It was just a name in the subject line of an email.
I knew the name. How could I forget it? It was the name of the man who had betrayed my trust and my love for the four years nine months of our relationship.
Curious, I opened the email and read the words of a woman whose daughter’s girlfriend is engaged to a man named ”˜Jack’ (not his real name). I think he’s the same man you knew, she wrote. I read your website and the article from when your book was published. Do you have a picture?
I wrote back and told her I had burnt every picture I had of him. She sent me one by return email. Is this the same man? I’m really scared for my daughter’s safety. Conrad and my daughter’s friend have been living with us for a couple of months. He’s made lots of promises. Lots of commitments to do this, do that. None of them have come true.
I wrote back.
Unfortunately, it’s him. You can’t change him, I told her. You can help your daughter and her friend get free by learning as much as you can as fast as you can about narcissism and sociopaths. I gave her a couple of websites to read and I suggested a couple of things she could do to end the abuse now. There’s a good chance he’s up to his illegal activities once again as he has two high-end cars in their drive and one license plate which he continually shifts from vehicle to vehicle. I’ve suggested she contact the police and have offered to speak with the young woman who believes she has been swept up into Prince Charming’s arms.
When I wrote The Dandelion Spirit, I wanted to help women and men caught in a liar’s web to make sense of the craziness. I wanted to encourage and enlighten as well as inspire people.
Over the two years since the book was published I have heard from countless people — telling me their stories, asking for advice, thanking me for helping them understand and to breathe freely again.
I never expected to be able to help someone extricate themselves from Conrad’s web.
Expect the unexpected and life will never disappoint you.
It is my belief that knowledge is a gift to be shared. I learned a lot through the ”˜Jack’ experience. Learned about narcissism, sociopaths/psychopaths. About liars and abusers. And, I learned about being free. About turning up for me, in all my cuts and bruises, to stand tall and proud, a victor in my own life.
Helping others is not about getting even with the abuser. It’s about ensuring people know their rights, their duty and responsibility to be true to themselves. It’s about helping them understand they have the power to cut the ties that bind them to someone else’s abuse — and to help them find their courage to do it.
I have been blessed. In the 5+ years since my release, I have been given the gift of healing and the opportunity to help others find their paths away from abuse.
I am one lucky woman and I want to share my good fortune with the world around me.
“In today’s environment, hoarding knowledge ultimately erodes your power. If you know something very important, the way to get power is by actually sharing it.” Joseph Bardaracco
Everyday, survivors of these affairs stumble into this sight and take heart at the words written here by those who have journeyed through similar darkness. In our sharing we brighten the road and lighten the load of those who have fallen behind us. In our sharing, we illuminate the path for others to follow.
I never expected to be given the gift of helping someone involved with the same man I was. When first I read her words and thought about my response, I wondered if I was doing it out of vindictiveness, or was I truly coming from a loving heart.
I questioned myself to ensure I stood true to me, my values, principles and beliefs. And then, in the end, I realized — my heart belongs to me. In helping someone else, I am not going after him, I am going after what is right — sharing what I know and have learned so that someone else can find their way out of the darkness.
For the woman who wrote me, the story has a happy ending. She got him out of her house. For his new girlfriend, the story continues. She did not heed their advice. Did not want to hear what they said about him.
I know where she’s at. I know how scared she is and how frightened and alone she feels. I cannot change her path. I cannot alter her course. I can only continue to do what I do to create a world of peace around me: speak out against abuse and speak up for those who have lost their voice.
Takingmeback.. planet ESD.. lmao!
Swallow.. that scenario is perfect.
To all the posters on vengeance.. well what’s wrong with a little revenge daydreaming. Yeah I posted for a little while on DDHG.. and I know it didn’t help my obsessing, I felt better as soon as I removed it, but at the time it was better than my other plan, which was to have his lovely long hair shaved off, and his b..ls removed, stuffed and mounted on my wall.
One thing I’ve realised is that P’s bring out the very best and the very worst sides of our character. The reason we are ‘normal’ and they are not is because our good side prevails no matter how much it is put to the test.
Swallow
I’m still struggling with my sense of powerlessness. I want to move on but I also want to make more people aware of my ex and I want to hurt him in some way. It’s a dilemma.
I spoke to my attorney today about returning two boxes of his clothes that are still at my place. She is making arrangements for me to deliver it to his wife’s attorney’s office. My attorney told me that from her communication with the wife she gets the strong impression that the woman has gone back to my ex. With everything the wife knows I think she’s a fool for doing so. Yes, yes, I’m sure she has her own issues etc. but I’m really not in the mood to be understanding about her.
It makes me mad that he gets that chance. He’s such an evil person. I hate that he gets any chances. I wrote a letter to the Parole Board but I haven’t posted it. I’m still debating if I should. I’m torn between wanting to warn them that he will try to con them but also not wanting to remain caught up in his life. If I send that letter maybe they will ignore it and nothing will happen. Maybe they’ll tell him I wrote it and then he or the wife will try to get back at me. I don’t know what to do.
Moving on is all very well but I also want to strike some kind of blow.
Odette.
I understand very well how you feel. I struggle with wanting revenge/justice all the time. If I knew he had taken even one blow it might make me feel a bit better but as far as I know he has just carried on as if nothing has happened. At this moment he could be seducing/raping someone or feeding them drugs or coning them out of all their money.
Surely one day we will have the satisfaction of hearing their luck ran out and they’ve been stopped once and for all.
We have all experienced these evil beings but in different circumstances. However much you want to ‘out’ him ONLY do it if you are not putting yourself in danger. I’m sure as a decent, responsible person you feel you should warn others but it isn’t worth the retribution unless you know you are in a safe place and your name will be not be revealed.
If you read my previous posts I did warn others ( including his new employers) only by word of mouth – nothing in writing that could be used against me and I gave facts that could be verified by others. If I hadn’t had the protection of my husband I’m sure he and the OW would have hunted me down and tormented me for saying anything. Please weigh up your situation and all the factors BEFORE you act.
Swallow
I should add that all my warnings have made no difference. His employers haven’t contacted anyone I gave as witnesses to verify my story!! They either don’t believe it or don’t care. Arrrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!!
Swallow
Hi Swallow
Thank you so much for your response. What you wrote makes a lot of sense. I will make sure I am completely safe before trying to warn anyone, or even if I will warn anyone.
Maybe this is part of the recovery and learning process for me…learning how to stop taking action. I have a tendency to want to fix things and make everything better. Maybe I need to learn to step back and concentrate solely on me.
Your words made a huge difference to me today Swallow. Thank you.
Hi Odette,
I’m so glad that I can be of some help.
We have to learn to relax and stop trying to right all the wrongs in the world!! In my saner moments I know this is the way to go but it’s hard to break a habit of a lifetime!!
Swallow
Swallow,
Thanks for wishing me good luck! I’m looking at my fingernails wondering if I’ll have any left by the time the exam rolls around LOL. I love your scenario of the circus! It’s perfect LOL. Humor is such a wondeful gift. I lost mine for a time with the trauma and all. I remember when it came back and what sparked that first laugh after so long. Laughter and joy is priceless!
HEY HEY HEY HENRY”S in the house…….Well I did it, internet is on a clicking….I had to check in here at Sociopath school for learner’s——Ya know, I ain’t gonna let that little freak keep me off line or anything for that matter…..he is yesterday’s trash…ya know, every week when I throw something in the trash to be collected and hauled away there are thing’s I have to think about twice, do I really want to get rid of that? I should keep that it might be needed in the future- Ya know I don’t remember what it was I threw away 2 week’s ago – a month ago – so guess I didn’t need it!!! My memory of (M) is getting like that. What did I keep that peice of shit for? Hell I should of tossed him year’s ago. The reality has set in – bout damn time Henry!!!! No I ain’t cured by no mean’s. I got really pissed at myself last week. In the 3 years he lived with me, the five year’s I have know him, never once did he buy me a BD card – Xmas card – not even a snicker’s bar. And here I was a hoping and a wishin that I would come home and find a BD card in the mail box, a big ribbon wrapped around a tree, a little note tucked in the door….Henry you dumb ass – what the f–k is it going to take to make you see the truth of who you were dealing with? Something clicked in my 54 year old gay brain……! Unlike most of you here, (M) never romanced me, never charmed me, never courted me, never did a damn thing but use me. He wasn’t even what I would consider a friend. He lived close by (5 miles). I was conveinent when he was bored. And I was convenient (srry can’t spell that word) when he got tossed out by his X. And me being the good person I am, I took him in because he was homless and pitifull. And I would of helped him or anybody down on their luck like that. But here is where thing’s went wrong. I was a meal ticket, a place for him to temporarely hang his hat. He did what sociopaths do – duh – it’s like the book says – I was conned – by one of the best. And now it’s like he would say (what’s the problem?) I am who I am, it’s not my fault you were so stupid!!!! I played my part very well!!! yeah (M) you did…But your a sad excuse of a human…anyone that could or would twist someone’s reality. He’s clever and dangerous. And whoever is looking for The Man/Woman of their Dream’s is looking for trouble – I will stick with reality. Ok end of speech.. thanks …
Henry,
We were all conned by these sly, slimy, mean excuses for human beings but we are still breathing, speaking, laughing, helping, advising and LIVING!!!
Hurragh for us!!!!!!!!!
Swallow