It should go without saying that there are inherent risks that accompany on-line dating. However, in our electronic age, this practice has become quite acceptable and commonplace. I know many people who have met their very decent significant others on dating sites. Regardless, it is always a good idea to be cautious.
A few years ago, I decided to try a popular site. I was busy juggling parenting, fighting court battles, attending graduate school, and working. Dating was not a priority, but I thought I’d give it a whirl. It wasn’t long before I was matched with the individual I just broke it off with! Initially, I was confused, because while we were together, it did not seem he needed “help” in this area. The nature of his work took him away from home and allowed him to meet a variety of women. However, apparently, he was in between love interests, or simply trolling for a “better” one. Thus, the profile.
After being matched with, and promptly blocking him, I thought about the futures of the women he might meet who were doing nothing more than searching for a “good guy” like the rest of us. Then, I considered the types of people I was being matched with on the site. Most were probably fine, but I couldn’t help but think about the less than stellar experiences I was having. I couldn’t help but think about the super nice guy who claimed to be 5’11”, but was really 5’1″. Now, I don’t care about a guy’s height, but did he really think I wouldn’t notice 10 “missing” inches? All it caused me to do was wonder about what other lies he told. On another occasion, I began “communicating” with someone who turned out to know one of my friends. Her words of warning played over and over in my mind, and the red flags were, in fact, everywhere. Further involvement with him would have probably yielded nothing more than a “repeat performance” of what I already lived through. On another occasion, I was matched with a local person, who was actually married, in spite of his self proclaimed single status on the site. What if I had not already known who he was and became involved?
After a few disastrous dates and then a few others that were simply just not matches, I decided that I needed to meet people the old fashioned way. Nonetheless, on-line dating remains quite popular and a great option for many. However, anyone who ventures out into this environment must be careful. While it can be an excellent way to meet others, it can also be a smorgasbord for the ill intended.
The problems have become so common that the term catfish is now a noun with a new meaning. Essentially, it is used to describe an individual who has created a fake on line profile with the intent of deceiving others. MTV now has a reality show by that title, which chronicles the stories of many who have fallen in love on-line, only to learn the truth (or lies) about their other halves. Entertainment aside, even the FBI acknowledges the potential hazards. Cyber dating has created some unique challenges.
Below, I provide the link for the FBI warning. The fact that they have chosen to address this issue is good indicator that the problem is more widespread than many might think, even if we are fairly more aware than most. Their suggestions may seem like common sense suggestions, but we know how convincing these individuals can be. Often, their strange stories are plausible enough for us to believe. Therefore, it is critical that we move forward with caution. Hopefully, these reminders help us all!
Looking for love? Beware of online dating scams, on FBI.gov.
I started seeing spath in July and broke up with him in February. The problem is after that I kept getting back together with him. I had a hard time letting people go. Does anyone else have a problem with that? I don’t know if it was I was afraid to be alone or what. I also seemed to vent my emotions on the man I was with, hense all of the phone time. I have found that a journal works just as well or since then I have cultivated women friendships who also like to talk on phone.
The last time I saw him was right before a 4th of July weekend I had read the Sociopathic Checklist on line, and it flashed off the screen. I couldn’t believe it, but he was definitely one of them. I made up a very lame excuse and cancelled the weekend. I did talk to him a few times after than, until he hung up on me on Christmas Eve and called me the Bitch from Hell. I was hurt by that comment, but looking back now I think it was a complement as he had realized that I couldn’t be manipulated anymore.
Time Frame. I met spath in person the day my divorce from final. spent off and on of a year and a half with him. I haven’t seen him or talked to him……or dated anyone else since December of 2010. I did date before him and with the acception of my old High School boy friend who found me on Classmates, I met the rest of the guys on line. Unfortunately most of them were married……like What part of SINGLES net didn’t they understand. When I met my spath I figured I finally have a guy of my own who I can see and talk to after 6 p.m. at night and on weekends. Bad decision.
Blue,
Ewww,I don’t know what others will say;but I would feel that my conscience would bother me if I didn’t report him!Just the fact that he told you he is more dangerous than you knew…No Good!There was a story on here yesterday about a sex killer in Belgium-IF ONLY people had paid attention to reports and made subsequent reports!!!
I ‘met’ my husband,not through online dating,but rather our addresses were exchanged through a mutual friend.It was more his idea than hers.She has apologized profusely!She was newly married,and new to the area.She was just as naive as I was.I will never again have a long distance relationship!
My husband loved the attention he got;as in North meets South.So many commented on his accent.He would tell me before we entered a building,to be sure an introduce him,”because he’s shy”.But before I could even get inside,he was introducing himself and ‘talking away’!He called every woman he met “Honey”,saying it was just a habit.He would tell me about pretty women he saw laying out in their yards in the neighborhood in their bikinis.And yet,he’d tell me that I didn’t need to wear makeup.Five yrs into our marriage,he withdrew affection,intimacy.He went from overweight to morbidly obese.Life went downhill.
Blossom$th,
Thx for your thoughts…I will start seeing counselor this week and will share details, let them help me make decision. I do not want to alarm people needlessly, nor for revenge, i do not operate that way, and honestly…very afraid of him.
But the access he has to young women bothers me now that I understand what he really is.
BTW, my spath paid for every meal, did take me on a couple vacations and once in awhile gave me extra money for no reason. I know , sounds like a nice guy. Does this mean that he can’t be a spath? He also never bought me gifts, not even for x-mas(gave cold hard cash) and he completely ignored my b-day. Contradictory behavior, like every thing else he did..never added up.
Is it possible he was just a womanizing wolfe like meanie? He fit the mo so spot on though…every trait to a tee…….
I am second quessing myself…he taught me to doubt my instincts…oh yeah
Bluemosaic
BBE,
In dog years I am 406, in gay years I am dead.
So…, pass the chocolate.
BBE:
I Googled the Montreal player and no, they do not have the same last name. Still doesn’t mean they couldn’t be distant cousins or something. I have always thought that. Yes, they both went to John Moores University.
Yeah, his sister is probably about the same age as my Scousepath. He is no doubt a damaged guy. I just know that something happened to him when he was a boy…I don’t know what, but something.
Good to talk to you today! I hope you enjoyed the hockey match!!
Tea Light:
Scousepath of course grew up in Liverpool, but then he lived in Manchester…Warrington…are you familiar with it?
I think there is a possiblity that BBE and my Scousepaths know each other or are distantly related. Scousepath told me that his Aunt babysat Paul McCartney at one time!!…yep, small world!! x
aren’t all vampires related?
MD:
Yeah, I guess they are.
Moony, In dog beers I’ve had two. Pass the hot wings. 🙂