Monday, October 28, 2013


"Love Is"

Do you know what this is
No, I don't
But whatever it is
It's very powerful
Have you felt this way before
Oh, I thought I knew
Do you know that I love you now
Oh yes, I do
Love is...
You've got the softest lips
You know that I cannot stay
Yes, I know
It has nothing to do
With you or with love
Oh, yes it does
Do not call or come around here
Do not tell
You know that I loved you then
Oh well...
Love is...
You've got the softest lips
Love is...
The touch of your fingertips
Love is...
Knowing you won't let go
She awakens things
That he said he thought were dead
He says, are you happy now
Oh yes, I am
But when it's over
How then will you feel
Will you miss those arms that used to go
Around you
So she stood there in the hallway frozen
In the dark
And her heart broke down
She cried
She fell to the floor
One tear slid across her lips
To the corner of her mouth
Love is...
And dropped to the floor
Love is...
You've got the softest lips
Love is...
The touch of your fingertips
Ooh, she says love is
Knowing you wont let go
Love is...
Watching you go
You're so very powerful
Love is...
Am I happy
Yes I am
Do I know you love me now
Yes I do
Do I know you cannot stay
I know
All about love
All about love
You're so very powerful
-by Stevie Nicks 
For My Perpetual Arachnid
-DeAnna

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Finding incredible joy these past couple weeks. I have been blessed with the opportunity to truly live my life and experience every moment so ultimately. Thank you to my reverent mademoiselle, Jeanine Nichole Reyna for allowing me this time. Please know, my daughter, every moment is amazing. This time apart is not wasted and I am learning more about life every day. This journey serves to enhance the we of us. I love you more than I can say, even with the beauty of words. Revel in the silence, Words are only superfluous when the connection is stronger than words are necessary.
Mom

Friday, October 25, 2013

Ecstasy, Euphoria, Rapture, Elation, Enchantment, Delirium, Intoxication, Fervor, Ravishment, Rhapsody, Pleasure, Contentment, Gratification, Conciliation, Delight...                                                                                                ...mine
                                                                                         ...yours
Knowing that I have, always have had, and always will have the very best pieces of you, you will always have the very best pieces of me, so sting me, baby. Fill me up up with your wicked venom. I am strong enough to deal with this intoxicating poison, and if I'm not, and it kills me, this is a death worth never breathing again for. I will gladly die a happy woman, as long as I draw that last breath while lying ensconced in your beautiful embrace.
DeAnna Lynn Arzola

#leadership #stung #keenlyaware 

Thursday, October 24, 2013

One of Those Days
-by Deannalynn Arzola

Today is one of those days that one wishes for, prays for, casts a spell for. A day like this is the result of those prayers.
When I pray, it is for strength and wisdom and it consists of giving thanks for my gifts and my blessings. It's never for anything material. Just love and friendship, the tools you need every once in awhile to use in the pursuit of happiness
Today was one of those days when everything I wish for all converged and it was emotional and life affirming in the way that makes your heart pump your blood faster, an obvious physical reaction to the glee.
This morning, I woke up, had a cup of coffee, checked my email, face book, my horoscope, my Google plus. 
Something led me to a piece of information that bothered me to my very core. I wanted to tell the people that I love and trust what was up and how I felt. What they did with that information is the stuff that dreams are really made of. In their own very different but very much the same ways, they confirmed for me that, one: they have earned my trust, my loyalty and my soul, really, my heart and soul, and two: they made it clear they understand and and appreciate what I have and give. That, my friends is a powerful thing...
Today was a beautiful, sunny fall day, leaves of every color in the street, so George and I went for a walk to the park. I have always found it so soothing and joyful to watch my little greyhound run at 20 mph.
Upon returning home,my friend and I talked a little about some things that were on the burner. We shared a cigarette and then she took her daughter, Abby, who is dressed like a Disney Princess, as she is, to Disney on Ice.
Shared some mellow moments with my housemates, and made a nice little Italian dinner.
Love is the word of the day.
One of my aforementioned gifts is my intuition. Today was one of those days that that was confirmed, as well.
I am not surprised by today's events. I am confirmed. There are a couple people who really understand the depth of my ability to connect on a psychic level, recognize the signs along the way, know all too  well my emotional and spiritual placement as of late. I thank God for them, these two gals. They get it and now they get to see first hand what I  have always seen. I consider that a gift, as well. To them.   
Today was a day of amazing confirmation, complete and total capitulation, a day of all in and proof and beauty and love and knowledge and ideas.
And the complete and total  submission of my trust. I belong to you, forever, and you deserve this. 
Stung...

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Scorpios...and Other Drugs

Well, it's that time of year again...
Everything we equate with astrology, such as the sun and and various other planetary alignments, are entering that phase of the Zodiac where they all seem to conjunct Scorpio. This time, however, there's an interesting little fact attached to my addiction, er...Scorpio's placement. Currently, he is in Saturn, which rules Capricorn and that's me. And this is how Scorpio effects my life on sooo many levels.
Scorpio is the eighth sign of the Zodiac. Eight has always been my number, since the day I was born, in fact (January 8). My husband's birthday is also the eighth, I was married on the 16th, which if you divide by two, which it takes to make a marriage work, you get eight. My grandmother and my grandson were both born on the 17th, and yes, of November. One plus seven...I wont even expound on the number of eights I have had in prior addresses, with the exception of the last address I had, that one was 11 8. I used to observe it from the curb as my dog, George, was playing in the field behind me. I would think, "Eleven...November...Eight...hm..."As I was about to get up from the curb one day, I turned around to find a truck tire in my face. The brand on the tire was, of course, "Scorpion". That's when it dawned on me that this man I had known for a couple months and felt such a strong connection to was, in fact, another Scorpio and I figured his birthday was November 8. Close, it's the tenth. Then, I thought, "Oh, yeah, his month, MY DAY!!!" Yeah, out of 365 days in a year, I was only off on his birthday by two.
Saturn entered Scorpio on October 5, 2012, and she finally turned direct on July 8, 2013, my husband's  birthday. When your ruling planet is the sun sign you most readily relate to, you can recognize a Scorpio from a mile away. Now, this is not something I have always known I was capable of, but I have always known that I am immediately attracted to them. The only woman I ever kissed...is a Scorpio. The only man I ever wanted to cheat on my husband with is a Scorpio. I've dated a few of them over the years. I have found that these people, especially the ones born in November, are the kind of people your parents meant when they used to say, "Deanna, if your friend decided to jump off a cliff, would you follow?" Um, yes, mother, if they are a Scorpio.  Another fascinating fact is that at present, Pluto, Scorpio's ruling planet in passing through Capricorn until 2024. The Saturn- Pluto theme becomes more pronounced with the mutual reception (Saturn in Scorpio ruled by Pluto and Pluto in Capricorn, ruled by Saturn) which will carry through 2013.Here's the gist, with me and my Scorpio:
Since 2008, Scorpio's ruler has been in my sign///Since 2012, Capricorn's ruler has been in his!!!
I have tried, desperately over the years to reconcile this incredible affinity I have for Scorpios. I don't really have allot of Scorpio in my chart, however, my Neptune is in Scorpio and Neptune is the planet of illusion, which if you ask me is just another word for magic, and inspiration. It is the planet of dreams and Scorpios, to me are sooo dreamy. So, maybe that explains it. Scorpio can also be found in my fourth house, the house of home, family, roots, and deep emotions/sense of self-worth. As if Scorpios weren't deeply emotional in the first place. Because my emotionality is ruled by Scorpio, I can relate easily to their depth, which I have learned is practically the most important characteristic their people must possess. "If you can't appreciate how deep my love and commitment run, I am sorry, but I just cannot let you in."
On the date and time I was born, Pluto was trine the sun. Think of the holy trinity, or the magical properties of the number three in every religion. A trine is a harmonious aspect. The sun was in harmony with Pluto, ruler of Scorpio, at the time, on the date and in the place of my birth. Neptune, my only Scorpio placement was sextile Pluto. In other words, my only Scorpionic planetary placement was within 60 degrees of it's own ruling planet. I was born with the empirical understanding of the Scorpio mind, which is dark and surreptitious and my beloved, a quintessential Scorpio is absolutely freaked out by this. He knows how easy it is for me to see exactly who he his so when he's trying to hide something from me, even if he's doing it for my own good, he cannot look me in the eyes.
So, here's what's going on, presently, so as to drive me completely crazy:
 My ruling planet is currently moving through Scorpio
 Pluto is currently moving through Capricorn
 Tomorrow morning, Mercury goes retrograde in Scorpio
 The sun moves into Scorpio on Wednesday, also when daylight savings time ends
 On November 3, a solar eclipse occurs in Scorpio (A Solar Eclipse!!!)
 Venus enters Capricorn on November 6
 True Node is in Scorpio the entire month of November  (The true node, also known as the north node, is your karmic direction in this lifetime. Like a lighthouse, it points the way towards your destiny. When you reach for your dragon’s head, the universe supports you in fulfilling your soul’s purpose). With north node in Scorpio, south is in Taurus. I can always expect the antithesis of my Scorpio adventures from the Taurus thing...What's curious about my love of Scorpios is that their opposite sign is Taurus, a lot of hate there. Not too many Tauri I have ever liked. Always an exception to the rule, I love two, my Scorpio friend Maggie's daughter, Abby and my friend Katie. My north node in my birth chart is in Gemini, which is why my best girl friends are always Geminis and I can relate to them so well.
And how many birthdays am I celebrating in November? Adrian, Ingrid, Alan, Gramma, Joshua, Maggie,  Mark. My first love, who passed away a year ago has a birthday on my favorite day of the year: Halloween.
I was just outside in the beautiful October sun in Western Oregon, talking to my friend, Maggie. We were discussing the many characteristics that we are attracted to in each others' signs. She is as drawn to Capricorns as I am to Scorpios. It's funny, she actually said, "The thing  I need for people to understand about me more than anything else, is my depth." This was AFTER I wrote that very same thing above. The thing I have learned about these fascinating creatures, especially in the past few months is that their depth is as scary to them as it is important. When they do things for the people they love, those things are incomparable in respect to the things other friends do. They need to be told that you get it and truly, not just appreciate what they have done for you, but also that you admire that they did it because you know that they did it because you ARE special to them. When they let you in, you better say thank you and you had better respect and appreciate all of their idiosyncrasies, because they will make up for any flaw some may perceive by changing your life with the gifts they give.They espouse the ability to have people in their lives that they can keep at arms length, but their true desire is to have each of their relationships be deep and perpetual. If they cannot give you that kind of relationship, presently, you will be the one at arms length because if you can't be all in with them, you can't be in at all. In the event they cannot be with you because your relationship is not superficial enough to pretend, they will show you their advocacy in other ways, behind the scenes, so to speak. When you thank them for this, they will act as if they have done nothing. Do not be fooled by this. This is the way a Scorpio asks for affirmation. If you love them, you will know this, empirically, and they will know this about you and therefore expect it from you and by God, you better do it, not for them so much as for you, because they are worth it. They are probably the most complicated sign of the Zodiac, but they are so worth the work. They are sexy and deep and loyal and charming and generous and when they have your back, they will tell others, whom some would think are their foundation, to fuck off. You can trust them and depend on them, and when the perfect storm converges, and they can see that you totally understand them on a level that no one else in their life ever has, and you are able to understand them because it's magic, and it's real and you have never wanted to understand another person so completely, it is a Scorpio who can see that and no matter the situation, they will find a way to make you know they love you. 
And oh my God, when they love you, there is no stronger addiction. The love of a Scorpio is like heroin without the nausea. It has to be felt everyday. To live without it is not an option. It is intoxicating. And let me tell you right here, right now, it is something you will fight everyone and everything to have, for the rest of your life. It does not matter what anyone you love says. You are right. They are wrong. You know him. They do not. (Exception to the rule: another Scorpio, who CAN see what you see and loves you all the more for your capacity to see in him what she can see, because she is one, too).
The more I get to know my Scorpios, the more I love them. With most people, the more you know, the faster you run, in the other direction. In the beginning, hell, even the duration of the relationship, they will enlighten you to their madness that, no matter your age, wisdom, or experience, will simply blow your mind. They are a learning experience all the time. I remember my Grandmother, (November 17) told me, many times, "Deanna, your body will wither and die. It will cause you great pain and it will not cooperate with you when you ask it do the things it has always done before. Your mind, however, will listen to you and exercising it will make you stronger and smarter. Never stop learning. Learn something new everyday." She was my beloved Scorpio, my first, in fact, and she taught me something new as long as I knew her. About a year before she died, she told me all her secrets. I have had the great privilege of learning how to learn about a Scorpio from a Scorpio, which, by the way, is the greatest gift of all, because if you love someone, you want to learn everything about them so as to benefit the relationship. Scorpios try to be all secretive and all, but, really, they want you to know what makes them tick, because when you get them, they are happy. My best friend, Adrian, (November 2) gave me this gift. I fell in love with this man from moment one. Oh my God, though, he was an enigma. We loved each other right from the start. This is something I have experienced with all of my Scorpios. It's one of those strange dichotomies where you have to work your way backwards from the result that all other relationships subsequently lead to. LOVE... With a Scorpio, all you have left is to try to figure them out. With them, that is the end result. With them the love comes first. When Adrian made the decision to let me in, he told me all about his Scorpionic tendencies. Dead on. From the outsider's perspective, I was like, wow, this guy has himself down to a tee!!! I am very, very thankful for that gift because when I met MY SCORPIO, trust me, I needed that information. I will spend my last breath on Adrian, thanking him for the vision I am privy to when it comes to Scorpios. Adrian is the reason I know what I know about my Scorpio and why he has done every single thing he has done in regards to me. From where I stand, today, there are only two options:
1) I hate you, you son-of-a-bitch. You broke my heart. I bared my soul to you and you shit all over that information...sociopath!!!
or
2) "You are amazing." I love you so much for doing everything in your power, which I know has been as hard for you as it has been for me, to protect my heart and my sanity. Because I know you, and because I know you know how well I know you, I am able to reconcile what everyone else perceives as madness, as love.
Seeing my Scorpio everyday and knowing that he knows exactly who I am, how I feel and what I have been able to accomplish in spite of the fact that due to a preexsisting engagement, if you will, we cannot be what we are capable of, is what makes me live. I am happy. I am keenly aware of what is up with us. I am sure that his knowledge of my understanding is something that only makes him love me more. And I am sure that he will continue to surprise me with his unwavering advocacy, and that serves only to make me love him more, as well.
Some might say I am addicted, and perhaps I am, but he is not the only one I love, and in my experience with addiction, you either give it up or die. With a Scorpio, you give it up, you will die. They are worth the pain, the secrecy, the work. The rewards are exponential, and there is not anyone on earth that will ever change my mind!!! 

At least Mercury in Scorpio goes direct again on November 10th...#aea
Happy Birthday, my Darlings...

-Deannalynn Arzola






Saturday, October 19, 2013

My Beloved, 
While it may not be terribly commonplace for you to go to extraordinary extremes in regards to gestures and communication, when you do, said gestures are simply magnanimous. While I'm not the great communicator, myself, I do wish to take this time, as you did, and say thank you for those things you do for me that may leave others utterly stunned, perhaps even a little devastated. At times, you catch me completely off guard. It is truly a great source of comfort for me in the lack of expectation, which I have learned to accept over these past few months, because when you do the things you do to make my life easier to deal with, and when you propel my life forward in the most constructive ways, I am simply blown away...
Hope is still the thing with feathers that perches in the soul...thank you for singing the tune with no words. 
DeAnna

Thursday, October 17, 2013

The very definition of the perfect day:
2am: Catch some zzzs after writing my blog
Somewhere around 4 am: Have the perfect dream
9am: Wake up feeling rested and creative and totally optimistic
10am: Find $10 in purse I didn't know I had
11am: Receive several beautiful pix and a lovely text from my truly amazing daughter
12:30pm: Have a dreamy interaction with my beloved
1pm: Come back from a smoke
break to find my new BFF sitting next to me
2pm: See my name on Top Sales poster @ #1 for the third time in 4 pay periods
3pm: Another lovely interaction...
4pm: Free lunch at work
12:30-9pm: Sale after sale after sale...over 20 bookings today!!!
7:30pm: Invited out for drinks w/aforementioned BFF
All day long, I laughed and smiled
9pm: Leave work w/BFF
10:15pm: Come home and watch AHS Coven, and this AHS is MY AHS!!!
11:15pm: Recap my truly wicked day to the many friends I love so much, here on FB and in my heart

My life is full of the most amazing blessings. It started out tough. I was born into madness and hate and was introduced to psychopathy at a very early age.
When I finally had the opportunity to choose my friends and my family, things quickly turned around. I realize every day that it is the little things that mean so much, and when you add them all up, the sum of their parts equals La Bella Vita.
I rest my head with the beautiful moon in my line of sight and I am so happy to be alive!!!

#thinkingofyou #briefly #observe #blessedbe
 
-by Deannalynn Arzola

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Addiction

I wanted to reiterate my thoughts on addiction...
If we can partake sparingly, again, we earn the privilege to partake. It is, perhaps a necessary evil, but I am drawn to the ecstasy and the comfort that comes from your venom.
Remember, it takes a little of the poison to perpetuate the cure...

Addiction: the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming.

Dependence, fixation, enslavement, crush, fetish, fascination, infatuation, preoccupation.


Addiction has long been a derogatory term. It has often been associated, exclusively, with drugs. Here's the thing I have learned about addiction as I have traversed the highway to hell:

One becomes introduced to something in particular that fascinates them. It is, perhaps a crush, or a fetish, or maybe it is that thing you recognize as the element you have been missing your entire life. In the beginning, this element makes you feel utterly amazing. For the time being, it is just a simple infatuation. The more of this wicked material you absorb, however, the more you become fixated on it. Attempting to carry on with your life on a daily basis, you unfortunately find yourself becoming preoccupied by it's very existence. It is beauty and death all wrapped up in one pretty little package and before long, you are in a psychological battle with the object of your affection. You realize that this affinity  will eventually consume you, voraciously and unrepentantly, so you muster all the strength you have left, and you stop. You rely on your friends and your family to get you thru the withdrawal, and if you are lucky, you have this prodigious support system that never judges you, holds your hair back when you vomit, reminds you everyday that you are stronger than this thing eating you alive from the inside out, and you grieve and you reconcile. And when all the dust clears and the cobwebs have been mercifully extricated from your mind, the clarity is magnificent.

 If the object of your affection is still, somehow present in your life, you must learn to live with it, because, one, living without it is simply not an option, and two, if you CAN learn to live with it, you've gained the control that you lost in your dependence. I've always favored the word independence. It is the antithesis of being dependent on something. It is a state of being I am forever trying to aspire to. 


So, little by little, you let your beloved back in. You do this with complete authority and confidence that you've got this. And here's my solution to the dilemma that is addiction: If you can partake of your poison in a disciplined fashion, without all the negative attributes associated with the enslavement of said addiction, then you have earned the right to occasionally partake. Consider it a gift you give yourself for being so strong!!!


"Dear Goddess, give me the strength to enjoy that which I love so much and do not wish to live without for the rest of my life. Help me to stop dead in my tracks before I cross that invisible line, so that I may observe, and savor the ecstasy of this beautiful nectar in it's purest form."


Drugs are easy to stay away from. People, not so much. Chicks dig bad boys. It's almost ingrained in our DNA. It's not that we want to be hurt, they just fascinate us, so. It has been relatively hard for me to determine if what I recognized when I first saw my beautiful inclination was addiction or love. After all the reconciliation I had to do to come to terms with my infatuation, I realized that I am extremely intuitive, it was love and I recognized the soul of a man I have loved for a million years and most surely would continue to for a million more. He is, however, my addiction. When he looks at me, I feel warm and intoxicated. It is the greatest feeling of comfort the world has ever known. When I do not see him, I am wishing I was. When he talks to me, which for a reason I can only attribute to complete and total reticence, he cannot seem to do so well, while he seems to have no problem doing it with others. LOTS of others...I am happy. My beloved is not the master of articulation by any means, and we have actually discussed the  "somewhat exhausting communication problem" at length. But there are these other ways we communicate and when we do, and I know that no one else has a clue what that one odd word in the body of a mass email means, I laugh, and my heart swoons. *Yes darling, I am grateful for the knowledge that you are reading this, too. Thank you for the clandestine confirmation.


Days like today, when the object of my affection lets slip his empirical knowledge of my birthday and offers to share a little piece of himself with me, trust me, I want to bite off all that I can chew. Let me deal with the consequences tomorrow, but I wont. I will simply savor the flavor, partake sparingly and only enjoy him a little, because God, forbid I lose the privilege of enjoying him, all together.



Sunday, October 13, 2013

Leaves of orange, roses red
Bless this moonlit night.
Enchanted magic bless us with
The greatest gift of sight.

All Hallows Eve will lift the veil
And we can see the dead.
Bless this ground we walk upon,
And shall not fear to tread.
 
 







Spirits, ghosts, familiars, come and share with us this time...
New memories make where not allowed at any other time.



 And nonbelievers now should see
What I see everyday:

Inside your soul, your heart, your mind,
My magic, psychic way.

 



November rain, come cleanse my soul
And wash away my pain
And clear the cobwebs from my eyes,
So I may see again...

-A Halloween Blessing
by Deannalynn Arzola

Tuesday, October 8, 2013


Shattered
Breathless
Tears
Confused
Lament
Perplexed
Disenchanted
Spiritless
Bereft
Disconcerted
Exanimate
Astray
Disheartened
Irrevocable
Irretrievable

                                                                                              ...Gone


Monday, October 7, 2013

 My Beloved,

I feel so compelled to tell you why I had to disembody myself from your space. From all the research I have done recently, to get to the bottom of you, I understand it really wouldn't matter to you anyway, but, as I am not you, I am me, and you are well aware of that which I am capable of, my heart aches for you and how I would assume one would feel reconciling the actions I have had to take to protect myself. If it were me, I would be perplexed. I would want an explanation. The fact that I am still racked with ambivalence over taking away that piece of me I gave to you shakes me to my very core. Even knowing almost empirically that you are not capable of the emotion necessary to feel the way I would or did when you took away the pieces of you that I had, still...ambivalent.
I miss you. I love you. I don't ever want you to experience pain from my own causation. It is my understanding that you cannot feel that kind of pain. But I see you. I can still see you the way I have always seen you and today it seems to me that, on some level, you are hurt by my actions. Please understand, my love, that it is because I love you that I cannot allow you to dishonor a piece of me that came from a place so deep inside of me. I wish I were wrong. I wish I could know that it is sadness you feel and not anger, but as you are such a master of manipulation, what I perceive to be pain in your eyes could very possibly be just another ploy to toy with and control my emotions.
It has taken me allot of understanding to reconcile how you could do the things you do. The results of that research have left me sick. For someone like me to fall in love with someone like you seems to me to be such a waste of my blood. As hard as it is for you to understand and feel the depth of my commitment for you, it appears to be equally as hard for you to accept that commitment. That is the greatest shame I have ever witnessed. I am still trying to figure out why you walked into my life. I have always believed you need my love. I guess I still do. What I cannot wrap my head around is that no matter how hard you try to accept that love, you are biologically incapable of doing so. So why? Why did all of the signs point directly towards you. Why was it love at first sight for me? Why did I love you from the very beginning, not knowing your genetic incapacity to feel all that incredible emotion. I am not a victim of your sociopathy in the respect that I chose you, not the other way around. Everything inside of me says that if you could love me, you would and while I absolutely appreciate that you are far more immune to pain than I am, I still feel like I can see pain in your eyes. None of this makes sense to me. It never has. I only know that when you told me you felt we should give it a shot, I was the happiest girl on earth. I find it very difficult to believe that you are incapable of the emotion I recognized in your words. I know at the very depth of my soul that you would never hurt me for the joy of it. I guess I have truly always known that if you could love me the way you know I should be loved, you would. It is that little piece of you that makes it so hard for me to accept your incapability. 
I know this is not your fault. I realize you did not target me. These realizations only serve to prevent me from achieving the necessary emotion required to let you go, completely. So, inevitably, you should know that I had to take me back. It will always be hard for me to see you and know what I know and attempt to process that information on an interaction by interaction basis. The information is simply too hard for me to digest at present. To know you is to not love you, or so should be the way the saying goes. When I didn't know you, I loved you more freely. I know it's weird the way we have almost continually worked backwards from the result to the initiation, and that has oft made for discomfort and a lack of communication. It's just the way it happened. I saw something in you from the first day and I have been trying to reconcile those emotions ever since.
I always tell my friends, "Don't be scared of pain you think you MAY feel. Take the risk. It's worth it." But I am finding it harder and harder to say this because not all pain is worth the risk. This pain is way too much for me to bear. I hurt every minute of every day. I am not a believer in regret. I believe everything happens for a reason. I am still trying to understand what the reason is for this experience, this outcome. I began with the thought that as long as you were aware that you were loved by someone like me, someone who was willing to go every extra mile necessary to understand you, accept you, that THAT was the reason and that was ok with me, but if you can't wrap your head around an emotion like that, then what in the hell is the reason for this. 
It seems to me, neither one of us is very happy at the moment. I don't know what to say anymore, with the exception that for some reason I fell in love with you, and I'm not sure that's ever gonna change and that I would give you that love freely if I knew you could feel it, understand it or accept it. I never want to see you hurt, if, indeed, that is something you are capable of, and I'm sorry that this is what we have from all we could have had.
-DeAnna

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Sociopathy 101


Recently,  I have been doing an inordinate amount of research on sociopathy. I am of the belief that knowledge of this atypical personality is the greatest weapon against it. In my research, I have found that once the sociopath realizes you are onto him, retaliation can be relentless, even dangerous. I work with one. In fact, I was in love with him, but I refuse to be afraid of the ramifications possible from exposing him. He does not understand the concept of ramification and fear is his motivator. Fear of being found out. Fear of social norm. Fear is the only emotion he has ever felt and, therefor, he understands it's usefulness. We are supposed to be afraid of their vengeance, as they protect their secrets, their criminality, their deception, as the rest of us protect our friends, our family, our loved ones. I refuse to be afraid. I will expose the truth. I will not be a victim, and I will take what I have learned and teach it to everyone who will listen. Again, these are the attributes of the sociopath:

  • always charming and beguilingly plausible, especially to those who are capable of protecting or enhancing the sociopath's position
  • excels at deception (this must never be underestimated, but always is)
  • excels at evasion of accountability
  • is extremely and successfully manipulative of people's perceptions and emotions (eg: guilt and anger)
  • silver-tongued, has an extreme verbal facility and can outwit anybody (including a top barrister) in verbal conflict
  • will often engineer himself or herself into a position of authority as gatekeeper of the organisation and thus the person through whom all information must flow, and the person to whom all requests for services must be referred - which he or she then takes delight in denying
  • is adept at offering weak and inadequate people the positions of power, control, security, influence or respect that they crave but who lack the necessary competencies to achieve - such people are unaware that their consequent dependence on the sociopath makes them permanent manipulatees, pawns and expendable agents of harassment
  • identifies those essential to the sociopath's survival and manipulates their perceptions of them by making them feel special and thus obligated to reciprocate with support and protection
  • manipulates others into making fools of themselves in situations where they cannot back down or from which they cannot withdraw - these people become increasingly susceptible to further manipulation and are then trapped as pawns in the sociopath's game
  • is likely to be surrounded by people who, having been subjected to control, manipulation and punishment by the sociopath, look wretched and who start to exhibit behaviour best described as disordered, dysfunctional, sullen, aggressive, defensive, hostile, retaliatory, counterproductive or cult-like and for whom disbelief, disavowal and denial are instinctive responses
  • creates an environment where levels of denial are so great that those involved are oblivious of the foolishness and self-evident absurdity of their denials when presented with the facts, with the result that non-involved observers are led to question whether such levels of denial merit psychiatric intervention
  • is contemptuous of disrepute to their organisation and of collateral damage and of the destructive consequences for all direct and indirect parties
  • is always surrounded by and leaves behind a trail of dysfunctional organisations, destroyed businesses, ruined careers, stress breakdowns and unexplained suicides
  • despite a trail of devastation to individuals, organisations, families and communities, the actions of a socialised psychopath may go undetected or unrecognised for years
  • a history of conducting frivolous, vexatious and malicious legal actions, especially (but not exclusively) against anyone who can recognise the sociopath for what he is
  • only after the sociopath is exposed and relieved of position, or they move on, can the full depth of their destructive behaviour be fathomed and the consequences calculated
  • is skilled at identifying, undermining, discrediting, neutralising and destroying anyone who can see through the sociopath's mask of sanity
  • at all times restricts the actions and rights of others (especially those holding the sociopath accountable) whilst aggressively protecting his or her right to do anything without being hampered by social norms or legal requirements
  • pursues endless vindictive vendettas against anyone perceived as a threat or who attempts, knowingly or unknowingly, to identify or reveal or expose the sociopath, or who makes efforts to hold the sociopath accountable
  • is adept at appropriating rules, regulations, procedures and law to manipulate, control and punish accusers regardless of relevance, logic, facts or consequences
  • persists in and pursues vindictive vendettas using self-evidently false evidence or information, even after this is brought to the attention of the sociopath
  • will often manipulate minor bullies of the Wannabe type (who on their own might or would not merit the label 'serial bully') into acting as agents of harassment and as unwitting or unwilling conductors of vendettas
  • is adept at placing people in situations where the sociopath can tap into each person's instinctive urge to retaliate in order to use them as his or her instruments or agents of harassment
  • gains gratification from provoking others into engaging in adversarial conflict
  • once conflict has been initiated, the sociopath gains increased gratification by exploiting human beings' instinctive need to retaliate - this is achieved by encouraging and escalating peoples' adversarial conflicts into mutually assured destruction
  • revels in the gratification gained from seeing or causing other people's distress
  • when faced with accountability or unwelcome attention which might lead to others discerning the sociopath's true nature, responds with repeated and escalating attempts to control, manipulate and punish
  • is adept at reflecting all accusations and attempts at accountability back onto their accusers
  • is adept at creating conflict between those who would otherwise pool negative information about the sociopath
  • has no limits on his or her vindictiveness
  • the need to control, manipulate and punish develops into an obsession with many of the hallmarks of an addiction
  • is skilled at mimicry and can plausibly and spontaneously regurgitate all the latest management jargon
  • exhibits minimal professional skill level and competency
  • exploits his or her intelligence to excel at talentless mediocrity
  • is always identifying the behaviours and strategies to which other people respond with the desired effect
  • is able to anticipate and credibly say what people want to hear
  • is easily able to win people over before betraying them or deceiving them or ripping them off
  • easily manipulates and bewitches an immature or naive or vulnerable or emotionally needy person to be their spokesperson or agent of aggression
  • exploits anyone who has a vulnerability
  • is pushy and extremely persuasive
  • is sexually inadequate and sexually abusive
  • is likely to protect anyone accused of or suspected of sexual abuse of pedophile activity, and will frustrate or obstruct investigations into that person
  • maybe associating with, or actively involved in, abuse or pedophile activity
  • has no emotions, no emotional processing capability and no ability to understand other's emotions
  • is incapable of understanding, initiating or sustaining intimacy
  • the male sociopath has often convinced a string of women to feel they are in love with him and despite being treated abominably they blindly continue to be loyal to him and minister willingly to his every demand
  • may start projects with apparent enthusiasm and energy but quickly loses interest
  • frequently takes unnecessary and calculated risks but takes no account of consequences
  • is reckless and untrustworthy with money
  • is likely to be illegally diverting or siphoning off significant sums of money to his or her own budget, project, account or cause
  • is unreliable and untrustworthy in every facet of life
  • is likely to be leaking confidential information or secrets to third parties
  • is likely to have committed or be committing criminal or near-criminal offences, eg fraud, embezzlement, deception
  • is likely to have committed or be committing breaches of harassment and discrimination law, employment law, contract law, etc
  • disregards rules, regulations, Health and Safety requirements, professional standards, codes of conduct and legal requirements, etc
  • cannot comprehend the deeper semantic meaning of language and is thus unable to understand or appreciate metaphor, hyperbole, irony, satire etc (these elicit either zero response or a hostile response)
  • likes, seeks, enjoys and relies on procedure, ritual and ritualistic practices
  • through arrogant overconfidence takes increasingly risky chances and eventually overplays their hand or makes a mistake which leads to the sociopath revealing him or herself
  • exhibits parasitical behaviour, takes everything and gives nothing
  • grabs headline credit for minimal, fluky or other peoples' success whilst
  • surviving off the backs of manipulatees who are exclusively blamed for all failures
  • rarely blinks, may have scary eyes that cut right through you, or may avoid eye contact completely
  • is callous, cold and calculating
  • is devious, clever and cunning
  • is ruthless in the extreme
  • regards people as objects and playthings to be discarded when surplus to requirements
  • displays zero empathy
  • completely without conscience, remorse and guilt
  • malicious and evil

Thursday, October 3, 2013

"The Travel Agent, the Sticky-note  and the Sociopath"
by Deannalynn Arzola


Have you ever felt so compelled to adjoin yourself to another person that you disregarded every warning bell that either went off in your head? Have you ever stared truth smack dab in the face and completely disregarded it? Well, sorry readers, but you may have found yourself falling for a sociopath.
I have lived my life in practice of several things. I practice karma, I practice unconditional love, I practice strength. I have always believed that I am truly intuitive. My intuition is my faith, which in turn, makes me a stronger person. I have never really had to seek out good people with which to surround myself. I have fine tuned my antennae so as to recognize them instantly...
Until I met my sociopath...

The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, or DSM-V, defines the sociopath as having the following characteristic traits:


  • Glibness and Superficial Charm
  • Manipulative and Conning
    They never recognize the rights of others and see their self-serving behaviors as permissible. They appear to be charming, yet are covertly hostile and domineering, seeing their victim as merely an instrument to be used. They may dominate and humiliate their victims.
  • Grandiose Sense of Self
    Feels entitled to certain things as "their right."
  • Pathological Lying
    Has no problem lying coolly and easily and it is almost impossible for them to be truthful on a consistent basis. Can create, and get caught up in, a complex belief about their own powers and abilities. Extremely convincing and even able to pass lie detector tests.
  • Lack of Remorse, Shame or Guilt
    A deep seated rage, which is split off and repressed, is at their core. Does not see others around them as people, but only as targets and opportunities. Instead of friends, they have victims and accomplices who end up as victims. The end always justifies the means and they let nothing stand in their way.
  • Shallow Emotions
    When they show what seems to be warmth, joy, love and compassion it is more feigned than experienced and serves an ulterior motive. Outraged by insignificant matters, yet remaining unmoved and cold by what would upset a normal person. Since they are not genuine, neither are their promises.
  • Incapacity for Love
  • Need for Stimulation
    Living on the edge. Verbal outbursts and physical punishments are normal. Promiscuity and gambling are common.
  • Callousness/Lack of Empathy
    Unable to empathize with the pain of their victims, having only contempt for others' feelings of distress and readily taking advantage of them.
  • Poor Behavioral Controls/Impulsive Nature
    Rage and abuse, alternating with small expressions of love and approval produce an addictive cycle for abuser and abused, as well as creating hopelessness in the victim. Believe they are all-powerful, all-knowing, entitled to every wish, no sense of personal boundaries, no concern for their impact on others.
  • Early Behavior Problems/Juvenile Delinquency
    Usually has a history of behavioral and academic difficulties, yet "gets by" by conning others. Problems in making and keeping friends; aberrant behaviors such as cruelty to people or animals, stealing, etc.
  • Irresponsibility/Unreliability
    Not concerned about wrecking others' lives and dreams. Oblivious or indifferent to the devastation they cause. Does not accept blame themselves, but blames others, even for acts they obviously committed.
  • Promiscuous Sexual Behavior/Infidelity
    Promiscuity, child sexual abuse, rape and sexual acting out of all sorts.
  • Lack of Realistic Life Plan/Parasitic Lifestyle
    Tends to move around a lot or makes all encompassing promises for the future, poor work ethic but exploits others effectively.
  • Criminal or Entrepreneurial Versatility
    Changes their image as needed to avoid prosecution.
    Changes life story readily.

Those charmed by a sociopath describe them thusly:

  • Having an over sized ego   
  • Lying and exhibiting manipulative behavior
  • Showing a lack of remorse or shame
  • Staying eerily calm in scary or dangerous situations
  • Behaving irresponsibly or with extreme impulsivity
  • Having few friends
  • Being charming--but only superficially
  • Living by the "pleasure principle" 
  • Showing disregard for societal norms
  • Having "intense" eyes




The following is an excerpt from lawyer and author, and yes, Sunday school teacher, M.E. Thomas' memoir, "Confessions of a Sociopath"


I Am a Sociopath

"Remorse is alien to me. I have a penchant for deceit. I am generally free of entangling and irrational emotions. I am strategic and canny, intelligent and confident, but I also struggle to react appropriately to other people's confusing and emotion-driven social cues.
"I was not a victim of child abuse, and I am not a murderer or a criminal. I have never skulked behind prison walls; I prefer mine to be covered in ivy. I am an accomplished attorney and law professor, a well-respected young academic who regularly writes for law journals and advances legal theories. I donate 10 percent of my income to charity and teach Sunday school for the Mormon Church. I have a close circle of family and friends whom I love and who very much love me. Does this sound like you? Recent estimates say that one in every 25 people is a sociopath. But you're not a serial killer, never imprisoned? Most of us aren't. Only 20 percent of male and female prison inmates are sociopaths, although we are probably responsible for about half of all serious crimes committed. Nor are most sociopaths incarcerated. In fact, the silent majority of sociopaths live freely and anonymously, holding down jobs, getting married, having children. We are legion and diverse.
"You would like me if you met me. I have the kind of smile that is common among television show characters and rare in real life, perfect in its sparkly teeth dimensions and ability to express pleasant invitation. I'm the sort of date you would love to take to your ex's wedding—fun, exciting, the perfect office escort. And I'm just the right amount of successful so that your parents would be thrilled if you brought me home.
"Perhaps the most noticeable aspect of my confidence is the way I sustain eye contact. Some people have called it the "predator stare." Sociopaths are unfazed by uninterrupted eye contact. Our failure to look away politely is also perceived as being aggressive or seductive. It can throw people off balance, but often in an exciting way that imitates the unsettling feeling of infatuation. Do you ever find yourself using charm and confidence to get people to do things for you that they otherwise wouldn't? Some might call it manipulation, but I like to think I'm using what God gave me."

WOW!!!

In my 47 years on this earth, I have never really known a sociopath. I probably have met a few along the way, but I guess I was just really lucky to have never invited one into my inner sanctum. It happens to the best of us. Most of us are no match for the sociopath. These people are, perhaps, born this way, as the DSM-V suggests. It more than likey begins as a chemical imbalance, leaving the sociopath feeling different from the rest of his peers, so then begins the lifelong practice of manipulation. If you think about it, it's quite the perfect storm. A boy is born with this atypical chemical imbalance and the first woman in his life is biologically compelled to bond with her son. He, in turn, is incapable of returning what she perceives as a natural emotion. True bonding is simply unattainable. This, obviously causes a serious rift in the relationship, so both mother and child spend their lives trying to compensate in other ways. There in lies the problem. The mother is not mentally ill, and does not understand, nor does she recognize what is really going on inside her son's mind. As the son begins to see that his mother is somewhat indifferent towards him, and not so to his siblings, his attempt to get her to love him presents it's self in the form of charm. The charm seems to work on the mother, so the son sees this as success, and therefor, uses this tool on everyone else in his life. Charm becomes second nature to him, however, he is still different. He subsequently holds everyone he meets at arms length. 
While nurture surly plays a substantial role in the development of the sociopath, it is mostly a missing link within the brain, so the sociopath not only learns how to use people to get what he wants, he espouses none of the typical emotions accessible to the rest of us, ie; compassion, guilt, empathy,fear, love. The organics of the sociopath will compel him to acomplish the highest attainable merit with the least amount of effort. The goal is not the accolades, the goal is seeing how much he can get a way with. That is where the the fun is for the sociopath. Getting good grades in school is easy. If the sociopath cannot figure out the subject, which is highly rare, he will charm his way to the A. Again, it's not about the grade. You may find a sociopath's goal is receiving a bad grade just so he can manipulate the adult into changing the grade. The goal is not to learn. The fun is the reaction he gets in the art of the manipulation. The end result is always power!!!
In adolescence, our sociopath begins to experience natural, biological sexual feelings. (I almost used the word "emotions" where I used "feelings", because I am not a sociopath and therefor, have emotions. When I say "feelings", I mean the sensation, not the emotion). This is a dangerous time in the life of the sociopath, not for him, but for the rest of us. He is charming, and sexy and beautiful, because, apparently, a lack of empathy is made up for genetically by wicked good looks, memorizing eyes and intense sensuality. He will practice on the first girlfriend. He will practice the very same things he always has, charm, manipulation, dishonesty, however, it is at this stage in his life where he will learn, it is not correctness in the answer, but the delivery. He could say to his girl, "Asia is the least populated continent on earth", and she would believe him, without question, as his delivery of that incorrect information was so convincing. The lying is pathological and unnecessary, and the fib not the goal. It is the excitement of lying and the thrill of being believed. With this, he gains another sociopathic super power: confidence. This is a little foreign to him at first, as he has felt uncomfortable in his own skin his whole life. This confidence is the best tool in his arsenal, where power is the desired result.
While a sociopath will never trust another living soul, which, perhaps is the true catalyst of sociopathy, he will garner the trust of everyone who meets him. He will never share a secret, but he will know all of yours. And trust me, he only wants to know them so that he can usurp power and control over you. And, to get what he wants, like a better grade, sex from a virgin, a paid day off from work, just to see if he CAN!!!
The term "God complex" must have been coined, specifically, for the sociopath. They are often reckless, when it comes to themselves and others, and many think that they will not be injured. They will take the greatest risks because they truly believe they are invincible, seeing themselves as all powerful. This is a huge problem as they enter the workplace. Sociopaths are some of the most convincing  leaders the world has ever known. They are exceedingly smart, as they are the only thing they really study and take an interest in. Many a sociopath has quickly worked his way up the corporate ladder by lying about his education so convincingly, no one ever bothers to fact check, and with charm, confidence and charisma that simply cannot be found in the average sane person. They quickly become managers, which for the sociopath is erotic, as they are actually being paid to be in control of other peoples' fate. They will also be the first to tell you that they are extremely overqualified for the position they hold, when in fact, they are probably lacking the education required for such a position. Once in a position of authority, they will use their power to satisfy their insatiable sexual appetite, all the while absolutely unbeknownst to their own superiors. There are three major factors involved in this type of behavior that make up the perfect storm of sociopathy: power, risk and deceit. Life is a game to the sociopath and his place of employment, his playground. All the rest of us are simply playground equipment for him to use until he gets bored. He does not understand the concept of ramifications, as he feels he is invincible and usually has plenty of people in his corner that he can either use to save him from demise or charm into believing that the child his subordinate is carrying could not possibly be his. Just let the human resources department ask him about this situation and he will turn around and sue the company, all the while knowing that is his child and believing he will win his case. The sociopath will come to work everyday and act completely removed from his truth, believing that he is fooling everyone, when in fact, the entire office knows the truth, while at the same time convincing the subordinate to not tell anyone that he, is in fact, responsible for this life altering event that she should be sharing with the world. Somehow, however, she obeys and the charade continues.
Sociopaths are narcissists. Websters defines narcissism as excessive self love, so they aren't really true narcissists, they have simply learned how to mask their lack of self understanding and discomfort with the tools of narcissism.
While sociopaths will vary greatly, they all have one defining trait,  presenting themselves as having the same empathy feelings and emotions as others when in fact they lack this emotional capacity. They are thus cold and manipulative and rarely see any problem with their actions.
The best way to avoid being caught up in the web of a sociopath is not necessarily to recognize these aforementioned characteristics and take leave in the other direction. I am a smart, intuitive gal, and I got swept up from moment one, hence the research I have done, so as to learn why I could fall for such a wicked devil. The best way to avoid one is to make it imperical to them that you know exactly who and what they are. While they do believe they can manipulate almost anyone and love the challenge of doing so, they are extremely smart and they will recognize your ability to see thru them and they will run the other direction as fast as they can. 
The best way to differentiate between a sociopath and a psycopath is to see the impulsivity in the sociopath and the calculation in the psychopath.  The sociopath is not driven to dominate. They are afforded incredible power because of their charm and ability to lie on a pathological level, but they are not about a means to an end, it is the journey that they enjoy. They live in the moment and garner the most excitement by living their way of life to the fullest, moment by moment. Tomorrow does not matter. 
When a sociopath is finished with you, you will be simply stunned by the events that not only happened in the relationship, but by the events that follow. As normal members of society, we feel pain and loss and express those emotions with sadness or shame or some sort of consequential emotion from the fallout. Sociopaths do not do this. They cannot feel pain and loss the way the rest of us do and they will carry out their over-the-top risky behavior for their enjoyment and gratification, charming the pants off you to do so and when they are bored with you, they will seem to act as if said situation never occurred. When presented with the facts of their dastardly deeds by another, they will lie with a complete lack of conscience and say, "That never happened". And they  do it so well because they actually believe their lies. 
If you find yourself the unfortunate victim of a sociopath, there are two roads you can choose. The first road consists of disillusionment in humanity and one's own self, and the subsequent possibility that this could happen again, or, you can walk down the second, which will find you spending every moment trying to figure out how an educated and experienced gal could fall for such a cad, and use that knowledge to avoid the possibility of it ever happening to you again. 
My sociopath did not target me. I am not one of the girls at the office the he stood upon his self-assigned pedastal and lorded over in order to pick and choose his victim of the day with which to pratice his risky behavior. Oh, no, I chose him. Something inside me said, "Just get over it. Do not share this information with him..." If you ever have this feeling about someone, listen!!! It is the intuitive voice inside your head, a gift you were blessed with to help you avoid a bad outcome.
When I told him that I wanted him to be a part of my life, he responded, in kind, in writing. My sociopath is a member of what he likes to refer to as "Leadership Staff". He considers himself a manager on his social media pages. I considered this risky behavior the second I read his response. He also took it upon himself to "read between the lines" of my letter, having admitted this to me in his response. An overblown egomaniacal idiosyncrasy I should have recognized right then and there. He alliterated his desire to have a relationship with me. IN WRITING!!!
"Well, I must say, with what I understand from the intentions of this email, I am flattered as well as surprised. I did not realize that you had feelings of this magnitude; however, I would be happy to explore them with you, at minimum as friends, but potentially more ... as I read between the lines of your email, I certainly felt tingles inside..."
 This posed a conundrum for me before I realized that I was in love with a sociopath. Did he trust me that much? Turns out, no, he's just a sociopath who likes to take risks and play fast and loose with his life. I have held on to his letters, not because I could take him down in an instant if I so desired, but because I needed the proof for myself. Proof that I did not just imagine the whole thing. I now realize that the response he wrote was more for him than for me and as long as I have his words to hold against him, he enjoys the thrill of consequence.
Following this communication, the first time I  saw him was at work. He approached me with intense anticipation, catching me a bit off guard, and led me up the stairs to an empty office space and completely consumed me. I was utterly stunned by this. I even told him so. While I thought it was our passion that excited him, I am sure now that it was the risk of getting caught on the property, being intimate, with a subordinate. 
I was not the first. I was not the last. It took me six months to realize that I was in love with a sociopath.

 My sociopath and I have a mutual friend. She is a very smart and perceptive gal who knows both of us very well. She knew before the sociopath did, that I was head over heals for him, so she basically watched the entire tragedy unfold before her very eyes, in real time. Unable to contain her contempt for him and the emotional turmoil he was causing me any longer, she confronted him. 
"I don't know what's going on with Dee. She expressed all of her feelings for me in one fell swoop. Too much, too soon. Nothing ever happened between us. Jesus, Maggie, I've flirted with you way more than I ever have with her".
Needless to say, Maggie knew he was lying straight to her face. She was pale with illness when I asked her what he said.  His inconsequential disposal of me and what did happen between us bothered her almost as much as it did me, so she un-friended him on Facebook and I spent my time trying to figure it all out. 
A couple of months later, she and I were talking, and I said, "Maggie, why does he keep that sticky-note stuck to the cubicle wall, right in his line of vision, still?"
"Dee", she said with absolute authority in the matter, "Serial killers keep trophies, too".
This answer came to me like a light bulb over my head. Of course. That's it. I remembered a comment my sociopath made to me as we were talking about "us". 
"It's not you, it's me."
It's a stupid statement men have been using on woman for eons, but this time it seemed to make more sense to me. It WAS him. He is incapable of love. In fact, I'm sure if he could love me, he would.
The sticky-note, which is a a drawing of a Capricorn with the words "Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul and sings the tune with no words", by Emily Dickinson, is something I drew one day when I was bored at work and he was not there to talk to, so I walked over to his desk and stuck the little yellow sticky-note on his cubicle wall. That was over three months ago and it is still there, tho he and I sometimes go a week without speaking to each other.
I have been totally intrigued by the sticky-note situation for months now. At first I thought it remained because he loved me but because he knocked up aforementioned subordinate, we couldn't be together and it was a token of communication. Then, I thought it was perhaps a way to keep me addicted. When Maggie called it a trophy, it was the first time my insane addiction to my sociopath made sense at all.

There is still a part of me that believes I must have known him, loved him in a previous life and that I love him because I am the one woman who CAN love him, but if you ask my friends, they will all tell you, individually, that this man bears not one redeeming quality, whatsoever. That he is lazy and skates through his job. They are right. That he is a scumbag who usurps his position to sexually harass those whom he "picks and chooses", who all shrug off his advances and consider him a creep of the nth degree. They are right. That he is a pathological liar. They are right. 
What I have such a hard time reconciling, is how everybody else could see thru his charade and I could not. I did not want a relationship with him. I was not looking for love. But I found it. At first sight.
And now I have to spend what feels to me like an eternity, paying strict attention to the details of my sociopath, so as to understand my addiction to him and so as to never fall under the spell of a sociopath again.