Sociopath: a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.
Through your relationship with a loved one who just might be inflicted with this mental disorder, you might be ignorant to this form of abnormal psychology just as I was. Now I'm not gonna dig into the horror within my brain and throw out every single instance with every single stripper I've ever dated and drudge up their craziness onto me because, to be quite honest, I don't have that kind of time.
I thought Angeleyes' post on her ex-husband was great. Actually, it helped me quite a bit, specifically getting over my last relationship. I'd grown tired of constantly beating myself in the head and thinking, 'Why can't this person who says they love me and wants to be with me forever just act normal?'
I'd soaked in everything Angeleyes put down, because to be real honest I'd much rather hear an actual victim's philosophies rather than reading it in a text or listening to some psychiatrist who likely learned from the same type of book.
It's like cooking.
Do you want some chick to cook for you who just bought a cookbook, or would you rather bed-down with a woman who's been catering for years or was in the kitchen with her mother every night as she grew up. The choice is easy: Experience; hands-on, so here's my contribution from a 1st-person perspective. (The sociopath in my teachings onto you is obviously female, so I'll be saying 'she,' 'bitch,' and probably 'cunt' a lot. If there are any females reading this, A: Don't take offense if you're sane, and B: Make all my 'she,' 'bitch,' and 'cunt' a 'he,' 'bastard,' and 'cocksucker.')
Miss Sociopath is a floater. "I love you," might drop from her lying lips often, but once there is a power outage in that cunt's brain, the circuitry in her head shorts out and she turns into a royal bitch for really no logical reason. Throughout the relationship there will positively be breakups and fights, during which time the sociopath has an easier time moving onto someone else for attention while you're left sitting at home likely being the only party who is missing the other. (This is okay, man. It means you're normal and possess a conscience. Be proud you've evolved with most of society because how a sociopath acts towards fellow man is likely how cavemen interacted, and those couldn't have been good times.)
Now, she will come back. Believe me; the nut-bags always return. I suspect it's because while they were letting their version of anger control their emotions in the early stages of the fight, days turn into weeks and the whore realizes that whatever guy she's latched onto just isn't you, and if you kick ass like I do, she probably isn't getting fucked and sucked properly as well, so that ups your chances she'll return as well.
And what of these fights? What causes the sociopath to flip mentally in the first place? Insecurities are, I find, number one, but I've been dating nothing but strippers and every one of these broads aren't comfortable with themselves, which is awkward considering one would think it takes a lot of self-confidence in order to get up on that stage and sell themselves physically, but such isn't the case with strippers, as they typically all have low self-esteem and become enraged with jealousy quite easily. Sadly this primarily happens on your time and there really isn't anything one can do about it other than be a hermit and disassociate yourself from everyone you have in your life who your bitch now, for whatever reason, expects you to tell: 'Fuck off; my girl is all I need."
Well, fuck that shit!
You'll notice your sociopathic girlfriend won't have many friends as well, and the ones she does have aren't worth a whole lot and she likely hasn't known them for more than six months. She probably also isn't close with her father who had separated from her mother some 15 years ago. Assuming the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, now is about the time you want to call him and ask, "Hey, man. I'm dating your daughter and things started out good, but what the hell is wrong with her?"
You'll also notice your sociopathic bitch talking an excessive amount of shit about people as well. She's got a short fuse and people tend to piss her off real quick-like, even other people you'd once witnessed her acting cordial to, over the months you've noticed how she doesn't hesitate to verbally assault them behind their back, which in return has to make you wonder how serious is she about you considering she doesn't seem to have a solid relationship with any of her 'friends' or family.
Indeed. This is because she is damaged in the brain, man. How she became the malfunctioned human who walks, talks, chews bubble gum and sometimes pays her bills is all dependant upon how the cunt was raised, how badly the guys before you fucked her over, and if her brain functions to the point at what society would consider the norm without the aid of chemicals/counseling.
Well, what happened to her? Son of a bitch, you're the detective. You know the whore! Yet, I have an idea on why. Yea, I have a mild theory, though; take it for what it's worth.
Anybody in the strip club industry knows that most of these chicks have either been raped or sexually molested in some way. I'm comfortable with saying 90% of them are mentally tainted because of whatever happened to them; however that figure could have decreased within the last five years due to how commercialized and borderline pop culture titty-dancing has become thanks to television and the formidable skanks on that thing.
See, if you're inexperienced in dealing with these sociopaths, at the initial turmoil season in the relationship, what I like to call 'The First Trimester of Hell With Great Sex,' you might think to yourself while she's having her 3-8th episode, "I think my girlfriend has split-personality disorder." Well that's not it because she can remember when she was being a royal bitch therefore it wasn't 'another' person thinking inside her fucked up head.
That brings your logical side into thinking during season two---or what I like to call, "The Second Trimester of Hell: Screaming and Kicking With Good Sex'---that she's bipolar. Everyone has feelings of happiness and sadness once in a while since feeling high and feeling low are part of life, but for someone with bipolar disorder (sometimes called 'manic depression') these feelings can be extreme, and these ups and downs can be too much for a person to cope with such as being so depressed that one can't get out of bed or maintaining a job might seem difficult.
And if the person you love doesn't quite fit this type of criteria, it's best to move onto what I call, "The Third Trimester of Hell: Battery and Manslaughter Tendencies With Resentful Sex.' If you've been driven to this point because of your significant other, it means they're a fucking sociopath, because remember, you've been dating this cunt/bitch/whore for months now and she fits the definition of one whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.
Think of all the times she left you without worry. All the times she snapped on you for simply living your life. All the 'I'm sorrys' for tramping around with someone else yet you know she'll do it again next break-up. All the heartfelt moments she claimed were special to her forever, yet unfortunately suffered the lifespan of most dairy products.
Angeleyes wanted to me to reveal (yet again) what a dumbass I've been; fine. I'll put it out for those who fall short on retaining.
My last sociopath told me she loved me and wanted to have my baby then killed it. Two girlfriends ago the bitch smacked me silly for months. Another was seated in a chair as I dropped to my knees and cried into her lap, pleading for her to overlook her brain's faulty wiring and act normally simply to find some love for me within her.
I ate shit every time.
I died inside every time.
There will come a time in every person's life where they latch onto someone as if that mortal were a feeding tube for their very own existence and the other party will have no hesitation at cutting the cord and walk away as if the entire relationship were a one-day feeding frenzy, then vomit every memory, sentiment and energetic convolution as if your partner were taking a simple dump in a stranger's toilet.
Sociopaths have no conscience and that is mesmerizing to me.
It reminds me of Timothy Treadwill.
He spent thirteen summers in Katmai National Park and Preserve in Alaska. Over time, he believed he was trusted by grizzly bears that would allow him to approach and sometimes even touch and interact. This was, of course, all documented on video, hence the movie you might have heard of and seen,
Grizzly Man.
It's a 2005 documentary film that chronicles the life and death of bear enthusiast Timothy Treadwell, which consists of Treadwell's own footage of his interactions with grizzly bears before he was killed and partially ingested by a bear, so the lesson is fairly simple here . . .
One shows the animal love afterward the animal doesn't have the capacity to counteract accordingly and fucking kills you without thinking twice.
Good ol' Tim and the bear = you and I with a sociopath. That's basically the deal. Bag it and ship it.