I was not at all surprised to find that this person was a sociopath - after meeting him a few times, I found myself interested in him - not sexually; he has displayed sexual interest in me, but I believe that this is more of a ploy for control, free of either emotion or desire, as are many of his actions - but on an intellectually stimulating level.
We got on like the proverbial house on fire; I found his conversation very diverting and humourous, and we quite quickly alienated the other people we were talking to.
I was valuable to him, he didn't want to be with me, but he didn't want to let me go either.
9 months into our relationship, we were fighting all the time.
I knew it was only a matter of time until I could get out of this relationship, so I looked for a way.
I was too scared to confide in anyone about how bad and dysfunctional this really was.
Though I am curious about it at times, it is more like an exercise in thought than an existential crisis.
One Friday, he didn't text or call me back all day. I got worried, I thought he might have drunk himself to death and I remember being scared that I could be blamed for it. It was now early Saturday morning and I was worried about Socio because I "cared." Since I had the key, I was able to enter the building and his apartment without issue.Not just in an online medium such as this site, but in real life, in day-to-day activities.I ask because I have reason to believe that I have recently, through a family member, become a target of a high-functioning sociopath, who makes a game of destroying people from the inside out.I texted him at am and he said he was on his way home and I should meet him there at am. As I tried to hail a cab, he chased me downstairs and begged me to come back up. This is not behavior of a healthy person, but he wanted it and he never did. I knew it was a bad situation, but I was scared of him. I was his validation...a sweet attractive Jewish girl from one town over (his parents were Jewish and very kind), if we were together, he couldn't be that much of a monster, could he.At am, I let myself in and found a half naked woman passed out on his couch. To this day, I have no idea who she was or what really happened before I arrived. I punched and hit him and ran out of the apartment. I know this now at 31.were pushing marriage upon our second meeting.
I found it questionable, and was curious as to the reason behind it.