Lovefraud received the following letter from a reader:
I was not in a disastrous relationship with my S. Our relationship was less than three years, our marriage less than two when he openly cheated and decided to leave me, then played games of false reconciliation, which in hindsight were so he could have two sex partners.
The short end of my question is ”¦ How do you reconcile the basically happy marriage, the illusion of a man you married with the horrible monster he has become in trying to create turmoil in your life and use your greatest love (your child) to hurt you?
Range of behavior
One reason why it’s so difficult to spot sociopaths is because they are not all the same. Sociopathy is a trait that varies from person to person. You could compare it to a trait like intelligence—not all intelligent people are intelligent in the same way. Some people are smart in academics, some people have mechanical skills, some people are artistically brilliant. They are all intelligent, but intelligent in different areas of life.
Sociopathy manifests differently in different people—I like to say the disorder ranges from sleazy to serial killer. Some, therefore, are violent—but many, probably even most, are not. Some sociopaths are low-level criminals; others have successful careers in business, government, medicine, the military, education, the clergy—every possible field of endeavor.
The point is, sociopaths exhibit a range of behavior, so behavior by itself is not always a reliable way of spotting the disorder.
The mask
Sociopaths often wear a mask—until they decide that they can no longer be bothered keeping up appearances. I think that’s what happened in the case of this Lovefraud reader. The sociopath she was with played the part of the committed husband—until he had enough of that game and wanted a change. Oh, he kept it going for awhile with the false reconciliation. But when he was well and truly tired of the marriage, he became the monster.
The reader didn’t say how he was using the child to hurt her, but based on what I’ve heard from other parents, I can take a few guesses. The sociopath considers the child to be his property, and he wants to own it. Or, the sociopath thinks the child will be useful to his image—he’ll be able to play the doting dad, so that he can snag another victim. Or, the sociopath simply wants to win whatever battle their custody situation has become, and win convincingly, so that our reader never has the temerity to challenge him again.
The illusion
So how does our reader reconcile the “happy marriage” with the “monster”? She has to understand that the happy marriage never existed. It was an illusion, carefully crafted by the sociopath to reel her in and get what he wanted. Once he changed his mind about what he wanted, the marriage was no longer useful to him, so he dumped it.
This is what sociopaths have in common: They are social predators. They are users. They have no heart, no conscience and no remorse. You cannot interpret them through the way you live your life. You simply have to accept the fact that they are staggeringly different from us. We feel empathy for other people. They do not.
Regardless of how it manifests, the common denominator is that these people are empty shells pretending to be human. When you look carefully inside them, you’ll see nothing.
Well Wits, I’m glad you stuck to your guns and did not let him come back. The urgency was just a ploy, and apperently he’s still breathing, so he’s okay.
Are the storms where you live dangerous? I always kind of liked them. Exciting…Just like bad men. Maybe I should take a look at that.
Hi Witty – Kimmers it’s spring~! I like an occasional thunderstorm. I just hope I dont get any more freezing weather, last spring we had a late freeze that damaged all my japaneze maples and dogwoods and azaeleas, they looked bad all summer – they are just lush with new growth this spring, been painting my house on the outside a new color maybe a new coat of armour?
Hens, That is so true. People who don’t have anything to hide, are an open book. I used to think it was wise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth because I wanted to know I was liked/loved for being who I was. I have learned, now, to take my time divulging myself…it’s just good sense…Learning to discern who you can trust to go easy on your achilles heel…and who will discard you, immediatly, and who will use your weakness’ against you.
I like to think he realizes what he lost–he was not at any point to leave me “behind”–he was just enraged that he was being left behind–yet again.
The mimicking is true, but I think only because he had no real honourable traits to emulate before. When the predator came out he was like an exemplified extension of my bad traits.
That’s where I assume the projections, I guess.
Kim if I only have part time hours, but I would hire you. The traits I look for : honesty, conscientiousness and an ability to learn. You have those. Many people carry several jobs in the town I live in. Necessity dictates sometimes. I alway said I would pump gas if I had to…
Kim,
Yeah the storms in this are can be pretty scarey. Tornados, and lots of storms that just have high winds and knock trees down and that affects power lines and we loose power sometimes.
I used to like storms when I was younger but now thay actually create anxiety…UGH.
A few summers ago I tried to beat a storm, I was driving home from the next town over. My son was home alone and I was really kind of worried as the storm looked really threatening.
Sky turned almost completely dark (like at night) but this was the middle of the day! I actually got caught in the worst part of the storm in the middle of two wide open farm fields driving…..SCARED the s**t out of me. I felt like I had NO control over the car and felt like at any moment it would be air born.
Since then my legs shake (I am not kidding) when the winds pick up and we have a bad storm.
hens, there are few things on this earth more beautiful than a dogwood tree in the Springtime. Just about my favorite.
There are plumblossem trees blooming here, and they are a close second.
One thing I miss terribly, from my home state of Washington, are Lilacs. We don’t have them here in Fla. and there’s nothing quite like them.
kim the lilacs grow wild here in Ok – right now the redbuds and wild dogwoods are in full bloom – Every spring I gather big boquets of lilacs and keep in the house – this is something the illusionist did with me 3 springs, i think this spring i will be able to do it again with out thinkin much of him..
hens,
what color are you painting your house? My house needs painting. But it has a second story and I won’t paint that high! Nor do I have a ladder that high.
I want a red house. That nice dark “house” red, (not lipstick red) With a deep khaki trim. But my entire flower garden would clash with a red house.
So whats your house color? Hows it looking?
conomo – when they start mimicking our bad trait’s it time to throw the parrot out the window…
I want a parrot that says, “He’s a spath, he’ll never change, you deserve better, you’re beautiful, I love you, take care of yourself, beware of red-flags, listen to your gut, you didn’t do it, let go and let God.