How does a sociopath treat their spouse?

Answer 1

I am a psychology professional. In June 2007 I unwittingly yet very willingly opened my private front door to a Sociopath. I became his spouse. My career is now hanging on by a thread. I lay in my bed every chance I get. Alcohol has replaced him, and anti depressants have helped me to keep a roof over my heads. I am telling my story because these personalities are capacity building mental ill health in families, relationships and the community. My friends and family would have called me strong. Its taken me one years to disengage physically and still mentally I have not disengaged from the parasite. When I met the king, I believed he was this amazing smart loving person that had been undiscovered, unappreciated and unloved as a child. He behaved as if he was totally in to me. He Called me 5 times a day, and got upset if I did not call back on time. He seemed hard working and determined. he seemed loving, caring, manipulative, cunning, controlling, unreliable, hateful, smart, business minded, spiritual. Fortunately, his unveiled heavy use of betting shops, alcohol and marijuana raised questions very early on. Furthermore, his drug and alcohol used eroded his memory and made him sleep very heavily. His generosity soon turned to borrowing. He often forgot his stories and left his cell phone unattended. His friends were commodities and people who could be manipulated for money. His stable job kept changing. Eventually, his earning started to come from criminal and entrepreneurial activities. In a way I admired his focus and determination.However, With out my professional training I would have been unable to challenge and clarify his inconsistencies. To my surprise he would become verbally violent and intimidating. when I began to bring insight to his behaviour he became resentful and disrespectful. He would quickly laugh it of as a joke when he realised I was standing up to him. I new something was wrong but he managed to convince me that his way was the right way. I needed to be stronger have less feeling for others. If I hug out with female friends he would respectfully ask if I was a lesbian. Little things would offend him. He would borrow and coheres my friends and associates into lending him things he had no intention of returning or paying for. I discovered he was living with a women. I confronted him on the street. She came from no where and beat me up in the street for him. With blood running down my face he gave me his hanky. He completely denied any responsibility, for lying and manipulating us both. Furthermore, he expressed concern about his hanky as it was a gift someone gave him. He never asked about my physical well being. A friend came to the hospital with me. Two days later I discovered he had stolen my ideas for a business and secretly replaced me with her in an identical business venture. His justification was he needed help. He then went on to become a unqualified psychology professional almost the same job as I had done years ago. These discoveries pushed me into denial. I'm in rehab trying to detoxify my life. I feel like he stole my soul. They wont physically kill you but they will get others to do it and they would watch you do it then eat their dinner of you body. They would then get your family to praise them for making the snacks at your wake. Stay away from Sociopaths.