tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post4343589694914774990..comments2024-03-28T00:33:57.308-07:00Comments on Sociopath World: Manna from heavenUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger365125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-11635978218067454552011-09-09T07:52:02.902-07:002011-09-09T07:52:02.902-07:00I believe you are on to something with the whole d...I believe you are on to something with the whole divine intervention, but it may not have necessarily been orchestrated for your benefit... <br /><br />I am a Christian & i can't begin to tell you the amount of healing i have received as a result of my 3 year "relationship" with a sociopath. Healing from things so deep seeded, that went down to the core of my being. I was emotionally wounded to the point of barely functioning in my life. To get over these things and move on with my life would take nothing short of a miracle, a 3 year long miracle. Considering the state i was already in, my encounter with this sociopathic man should have been my destruction, yet through it i found healing & new life. Can you imagine 3 years of pouring your heart & soul out to someone while they then reflect it all back to you & give you what you need, there's not enough money in the World to buy that sort of intense therapy. If he would have had the capacity to form a solid bond with me, it could have been the greatest love story ever told between a man & a woman, had i not essentially been playing both roles...lol. So, turns out it was the greatest love story ever told, of a woman getting to know & love herself through another. We were both aware that a greater force had brought us together & had been at work through the whole relationship. I thank God for the experience & am so glad to have had the opportunity to see HIS mysterious ways, up close & first hand. Our God is an awesome God!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-20474700070950116282011-08-29T17:08:21.723-07:002011-08-29T17:08:21.723-07:00This has likely already been stated, but... If God...This has likely already been stated, but... If God exists, he's quite obviously a fanmartinlutherking of socipathsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-7182870708927384462011-08-29T14:20:20.413-07:002011-08-29T14:20:20.413-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-31999274956448082922011-08-28T22:07:26.500-07:002011-08-28T22:07:26.500-07:00@Anon
Yup. I stopped getting myself into trouble,...@Anon<br /><br />Yup. I stopped getting myself into trouble, the minute I became self-employed.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-56436128330714896042011-08-28T21:47:45.867-07:002011-08-28T21:47:45.867-07:00Having a boss in and of itself is an instigating f...Having a boss in and of itself is an instigating factor for mental illness, because you cannot be an individual and be free. Ideal work situation for a sociopath is self-employment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-28236894064514528392011-08-28T21:19:32.284-07:002011-08-28T21:19:32.284-07:00@Zoe
John is in a wheelchair now. Has been since ...@Zoe<br /><br />John is in a wheelchair now. Has been since I was 23 or so. Talk about having to rely on charm. lol <br /><br />But he's fucking smart! He secured a subservient Filipino women, as his wife. She will always take care of him.<br /><br />The thing is, I don't care what happens to him. He got what he needed... good for him. I didn't part with him because he's a bastard. I'd have to hate myself if I hated every part of him, and I don't hate who I am.<br /><br />There was just nothing left for us to do. Once you beat someone at their own game, it's just no fun anymore.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-20672274834505762452011-08-28T21:00:49.672-07:002011-08-28T21:00:49.672-07:00should add, sorry to call your father a bastard.
...should add, sorry to call your father a bastard. <br /><br />but i hope john is now having to take care of his own meals and laundry, and filthy farm animals too. it might do him good to clean some chicken and pig poop.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-56052186172577666992011-08-28T20:46:59.004-07:002011-08-28T20:46:59.004-07:00john sounds like a real bastard Eden. good that yo...john sounds like a real bastard Eden. good that you made him squirm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-84284874469132273952011-08-28T18:42:06.595-07:002011-08-28T18:42:06.595-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-78661122847800532102011-08-28T18:28:02.810-07:002011-08-28T18:28:02.810-07:00@Erin
My father: let's call him John, (becaus...@Erin<br /><br />My father: let's call him John, (because when I talk about him with my siblings, I call him by his name.) John was a sadistic motherfucker. <br /><br />He was the youngest of 7, and the only one like him in the lot. His father was also sadistic as hell.<br /><br />My father did everything imaginable. <br /><br />He beat, molested, burned, starved, abandoned, oppressed, verbally assaulted, and tried to make me his little slave.<br /><br />I saved the slave one for last because it was actually the one that pissed me off the most! That's not to say that I wasn't affected in some way by the other things, but they didn't seem to penetrate my mind, the way all the work did.<br />My older sister used to tell me it was just because I was so lazy! <br /><br />While he sat on his ass all day, we were expected to clean the whole house, wash his clothes, and make his meals. We also took care of all the filthy farm animals, he sometimes accumulated, and maintain all the yard work.<br /><br />About five years ago, I added him to a blog I had. It was the only contact I let him have... then I started writing blogs about him, and the shit he did so he could squirm.<br /><br />We got into fights about them, and he took himself off it! lol<br />Told everyone not to believe my lies, and begged my little sister not to read them! He had most of my family believing that I was the monster, and was out to destroy everyone in my path.<br /><br />I guess Zoe is right when she says, people hate to see themselves in others! <br /><br />A lot of the poetry you I have on the my current blog, was transferred over from that blog.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-3927279499074940172011-08-28T17:47:54.828-07:002011-08-28T17:47:54.828-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-47812027365634733642011-08-28T17:43:04.295-07:002011-08-28T17:43:04.295-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-66080931468012637562011-08-28T17:41:30.701-07:002011-08-28T17:41:30.701-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-66808270981854087252011-08-28T17:08:18.195-07:002011-08-28T17:08:18.195-07:00@Erin
I never thought what my father did was my f...@Erin<br /><br />I never thought what my father did was my fault. The reason I hesitate, is because when people start to ask those kinds of personal questions, they get very hungry for more info... and then more. Before you know it, you'll try to get me to reveal more things about my own character.<br /><br />The molestation question does not bother me, it's just that it seems to be like a gateway drug for other women who share in the experience. <br /><br />How much will be enough for you? And will you start trying to suck me into your identity because of one shared experience?<br /><br />How much is enough for you Erin? I don't want to expose any part of me that may incriminate me later.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-53165262618396325362011-08-28T16:55:02.497-07:002011-08-28T16:55:02.497-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-2732450797545217522011-08-28T16:34:23.766-07:002011-08-28T16:34:23.766-07:00@Erin
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Tell me this first... Why should I be ...@Erin<br /><br />lol<br /><br />Tell me this first... Why should I be so generous, and give you more than I already have?<br /><br />Don't you know how dangerous the internet can be?Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-65168343837575769622011-08-28T15:40:06.648-07:002011-08-28T15:40:06.648-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-83928310935919027812011-08-28T15:18:59.235-07:002011-08-28T15:18:59.235-07:00@Erin
Yes. He was ordained in several different d...@Erin<br /><br />Yes. He was ordained in several different denominations too.<br /><br />He was also a cop, carpenter, upholsterer, mechanic, and much much, more. He could learn any trade very quickly, but couldn't keep a job for more than 6 months or less, because he hated authority, and also was very lazy.<br /><br />He got himself in trouble all the time. Even got kicked out of several churches. We moved at least 3 to 5 times per year. He was always starting over.<br /><br />So to answer your question Anon:<br />Yes, he was.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-34167015988213632922011-08-28T10:33:17.953-07:002011-08-28T10:33:17.953-07:00@eden
was ur father a socio?@eden<br /><br />was ur father a socio?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-15992535828838210082011-08-28T09:35:58.034-07:002011-08-28T09:35:58.034-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-58724952872749425632011-08-28T09:32:13.217-07:002011-08-28T09:32:13.217-07:00@Zoe
I stepped away from my father long ago. Once...@Zoe<br /><br />I stepped away from my father long ago. Once I turned 13, he lost all power over me. I turned the tables at 15. I only fully understand what happened years later.<br /><br />I took the household hostage, in a way.<br /><br />My family became so afraid of me, I could almost see the circle they drew around me, and watched them tip toe around it. My step mother used to lock herself away with her two babies... afraid of what I would do to them.<br /><br />My father was careful. I held his crimes over his head daily, and made sure he knew who had all the power now. He had me committed, after one of my outbursts, where I threatened to hurt, maybe even kill his family.<br /><br />I don't know why he didn't call the cops. My family is interesting that way.<br /><br />So you see Zoe... sometimes we think we know things, but we don't.<br /><br />I don't know if my father has changed at all. I don't even know where he lives. But I do know that because of what he did to me as a child, I look good no matter what I've done since... and he does not.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332209662518792285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-38743903973549447372011-08-28T09:13:23.596-07:002011-08-28T09:13:23.596-07:00Eden Ralene said...
@Zoe
I was going to tell you ...<b><i>Eden Ralene said...<br />@Zoe<br /><br />I was going to tell you earlier, but had to leave:<br /><br />My family was the opposite of yours. It was better if you played stupid, than to reveal any sign of intelligence. My father was not interested in image unless he was conning the people of the church. Otherwise his interest was control and power.</i></b><br /><br />opposite, yet so same.. the need for total control. has he changed over the years? <br /><br />in mine it was the intellect first, and how you looked a close second. there was fear of exposure and we were secretive, but without any secrets. everything in life, even day-to-day ordinary things, was a source of great stress. everything had to be perfect.<br /><br />by the time i was a teenager, i had collected this mental checklist of things i had to be able to do to prove to myself that i could handle living. i would get through one after the other and think each time, now why was that such a big fucking deal?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-8954787408507061302011-08-28T07:11:29.192-07:002011-08-28T07:11:29.192-07:00Wheatley:
"Guess who was seen as the luckies...Wheatley:<br /><br />"Guess who was seen as the luckiest bastard in my class. :)"<br /><br />The one who picked nb. 3?Zhawqhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18149309325116416338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-66589827817523079422011-08-28T06:44:12.775-07:002011-08-28T06:44:12.775-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-50679924288600105262011-08-28T06:42:58.896-07:002011-08-28T06:42:58.896-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com