My Life: Surrounded by Sociopaths

This is not a quick read.  But, if you are in need of real first-hand knowledge, gained through first-person experience, then you’re in the right place. Please make yourself comfortable.

Need some quick answers?

If you only have time for one quick read, THIS ONE will surely do the most good. (NOTE: there are no quick answers)

Country-of-Liars.com chronicles the unbelievable, yet all too real events surrounding one man’s life-long degradation by multiple relatives afflicted with personality disorders.

 
There’s a very specific reason why I did not say that they “suffered with personality disorders.” For the most part, “sociopaths” are not suffering at all … they’re manipulating. If someone gets in their way, it will be that person who is made to suffer. Sociopaths will take no chances being ‘outed’ … and they believe they have nothing to lose to make sure they won’t be.
 
It’s that belief that makes them unpredictable and very dangerous.
 

Please note: This site has grown faster than I envisioned. What it’s seriously lacking is a cohesive organization.

I’m working behind the scenes, and would love to get input — or feedback — to make the site even better.

Got Ideas?  I’m all ears.

If you care to contribute, simply submit your ideas via the *Private Contact* form.

I’ll roll it out — in stages, if need be — over the coming weeks.

Evil, Shallow and Ignorant: A dangerous combination shared by Sociopaths and their Disciples.

My name is Larry. This site is primarily about living with sociopaths, and many are true Masters of Manipulation. I was an ideal target to become a victim, as I, myself, am never less than honest (except around the holidays), never hurt anyone, and for the longest time, simply believed others who professed their love, actually meant it. Silly me.
 
I was truly a sucker, and now my life truly sucks. My life has been in the suck-category a few years now. Accordingly, there’s but one thing left: “Life sucks and then you die.”  I think about the next part every day.
 
The majority of my personal experiences focus on the past 10-15 years or so, which is when I discovered I knew too much. But the real problem was when my oldest sister, Kathy, the most evil sociopath I’ve ever faced, also discovered I knew too much. For years, and from a distance, she undermined me to everyone she could, including our extended family, and destroyed my character.
 
During those years, I was simply minding my own business, without a clue of what she was doing. She had teamed up with my ex-wife of 12 years, who is diagnosed psychotic. Our divorce, even though we had two young children, was over in less than three months, with full physical and legal custody granted to me. I should have also requested supervised visitation, as both my kids reported being abused by the step-father … who she married the following week.
 
Prior to this decade, my life did not suck. I loved my life, even with all the challenges, as they only made me stronger. I had a passion for life, even though it was never easy. I achieved many professional successes, beyond anything I ever imagined. And my most important work was a true love: being the best mother/father that a solo-parent could possibly be.

This — all of what this site attempts to delve into — completely blindsided me. It has been an unexpectedly difficult challenge, and the first challenge I’ve had to accept that I have no way to overcome. It is, without a doubt, beyond anything I could have ever imagined. It is truly a form of homicide.
 
I lost this game before I ever knew the rules, before I ever knew it had begun, and after years of attempting to undo the loss, I’ve had to accept it’s over. Hopefully, someone will benefit from reading what I’ve learned about sociopaths, so they don’t need to learn the same lesson the way I did.

What is a sociopath? A sociopath is just another dot.^*

Ever since I can remember, I’ve been driven by passion. It was my passion for life, I believe, that kept me alive at different times that I skirted death. But that passion was ripped from me over a period of years during this decade-of-suck. And every time I said it couldn’t get any worse, it promptly did. I finally woke up and quit saying it, so I would never think about those words again when things continued to get worse.
 
Due to two very malicious sociopaths, I have lost all my friends, as well as contact with all my family … including both my daughters. Both sociopaths had been considered family: one by blood, Kathy, my oldest sister; and one by marriage, Julie, the mother of my two youngest kids. Then they became friends. It would be easy for me to get right into the story here, but that’s what the site is for.
 
This site provides a central location to assemble all the events that got me to where I am now. The writing also provides a therapeutic escape … at least I think that’s what it is.
 
And lastly, if you would be so kind, please leave a comment or two. It’s not so dark in here when I see others.

We’ll talk more later.

Thank you.

###

*… just another dot.

Comments are closed.