Life after dating a psychopath
This was another one of his attempts to break my spirit and control me.He wanted to have complete control over me even if I eventually walked out (which I am sure he knew was inevitable). Mind you, I have since learned it wasn’t really a date and was more of a “platonic friends getting together for drinks” sort of situation…but none the less we will call it a “mock date” for the purposes of my story.2) Extreme baggage: Five years ago, if I was on a date with someone who had such extreme dating baggage that they were not sure if they would ever trust someone enough to marry them – I would have run in the other direction and never returned their call after the first date.3) Living at home with parents: I have always viewed people who live at home with their parents as somewhat scrubbish.(Yes, I just made that word up – scrubbish) While there are some people who have valid reasons for living with their parents (childhood, taking care of elder parents, temporary place to stay while waiting to buy a house, etc), most of the time it shows a person who is either cheap, has bad credit, or is lazy.Or at least this was how I felt before I was in a situation where I needed to live with my parents.It will not be overdone.'If you respond sympathetically it will be a cue to the psychopath to push further and see how you respond.'So are you in a toxic relationship a psychopath?Here, Mr Gillespie reveals the signs to look out for if you have partnered with one. They loved everything you loved and were interested in all the same things you are. They know exactly what you want and are very focused on making sure you get it. If you were shy, you suddenly felt like you became the most interesting person in the room.
While I had not intended to share the most hideous aspects of my story, he had read my blog (and knew it was me) so I couldn’t get out without covering it in some detail. (Despite the bleeding hearts aspect) It was nice to get out with another person roughly my age and share a drink that wasn’t spilled all over me by my little boy.It’s interesting because as he was talking, I couldn’t help but to remember when I was that person who had all these “standards” and “a list” like a lot of woman have when they think of potential mates.That list seems so silly now because not only did I break some of the smart rules with Luc (i.e.(We will also call him “Bob” for the purpose of anonymity) Bob and I knew each other through a good friend of mine and I hadn’t seen him in years.Our mutual friend recently told me that Bob’s wife suddenly decided she wanted a divorce and Bob was devastated.
One of the things that I have struggled with is how much to tell a person you just met about your situation.