What is a Psychopath?

What is a psychopath?

Because I’m pretty sure I have one in my life now…and there is not much I can do about that.

Perhaps it is time to start asking questions about the woman for whom my husband is making YouTube videos.

I ask my husband to show me a photo of her because I don’t recognize her name from school. He shows me some of the photos he has on his computer taken during their camping trip (I’ll write about that later).

I’m immediately taken back to the year when my daughter started her first year in Pre-K.

Oh my God…that is the woman…

I had seen the same woman during morning drop offs at school, staring at me, not just once, but several times. I remember her because she didn’t just take a quick glance in my direction: she looked at me.

One morning, she was heading into the school with her children way ahead of me. It rang a bell because she made an effort to turn her head all the way around to get a good look at me, and her glance lingered.  It made an impression on me, because it was…just…odd.

Now, it makes perfect sense.

Me: “That is the woman who would stare at me during morning drop offs, at school, a few times.”

Stupid-egomaniacal-Husband with clearly his heart missing all of a sudden: “Yeah…she said she has been into me for over a year.”

WHAT?

He’s bragging. Is he fourteen all of a sudden?

Last year, I brushed off this person I didn’t know, staring at me, even thinking once that she must be a lesbian, and maybe found me attractive…WRONG EGO.

I trusted my husband implicitly so I would never even think for a second to ask him about it.

She’s been after my husband for an entire year?  She was married at the time…had she been lining up the next man while her marriage to husband number two fell apart…

Me: “It sounds like you’re bragging.”

He is quiet. Is he trying to make me jealous? Does he want my attention, even if it’s negative? Why has his personality changed from a mature, sensitive man to a child overnight?

Poor Naive Husband: “She told me she saw you crying once, at school, and she approached you and hugged you, and talked to you a bit to see if you were okay. I thought that was nice.”

Me: “WHAT…what are you talking about? That never happened. And you believe her? Why would I be crying at my daughter’s school? You’ve known me for 15 years…would I be crying in public and would I let a stranger walk up to me and hug me?…Is that something I would do?”

Rational Husband: “No…it’s not. That was probably manipulative on her part. You’re right.”

Manipulative is the nicest word for it. She pulled an entire story out of thin air – with details – she said she has spoken to me, when she had not, and hugged me, when she had not…when I was supposedly crying at my daughter’s school for no reason. That is not just manipulative, that is psychotic.

The more I hear about this woman and her not too clever antics, the faster my husband was losing the last shred of respect I had for him.

You are putting our family, your child’s family, everything we’ve built together for the last 15 years, our daughter’s legacy in jeopardy for a person who is so insecure she needs to make up an entire story to gain your trust and empathy, and instead of running the other way…you’re running towards it?

Psychopathy – though sometimes distinguished from – sociopathy /ˈsoʊsiəˌpæθi/) is traditionally defined as a personality disorder characterized by enduring antisocial behavior, diminished empathy and remorse, and disinhibited or bold behavior.

Hmmm…so far she fits the bill.